novelraw Chapter 97 Real racing cars don't need brakes!
Chapter 97 Real racing cars don't need brakes!
the next day.
Seven o'clock in the morning.
The first ray of sunlight pierced through the slightly yellowed glass windows of the modification shop.
Clang!
Lin Zhixing threw away the wrench in his hand and grabbed a towel covered in oil to wipe his hands.
He exhaled a long breath of stale air.
"nailed it."
Ye Feng woke up groggily from the sofa, rubbed his eyes, and walked to the center of the workshop.
Old Chen and the other technicians were also awakened and gathered around.
When they saw the "car" in front of them clearly.
Everyone gasped in shock.
Can I even call a car here?!
Apart from the metal shell, the inside has been completely altered beyond recognition!
All the interior, air conditioning, audio system, sound insulation, and even the passenger and rear seats were completely removed!
All that's left is the bare metal skeleton!
To reinforce the overburdened vehicle body, Lin Zhixing welded a dense array of cross roll cages inside the carriage, creating a sturdy steel cage.
In addition, for the ultimate goal of weight reduction, all the windows were removed and replaced with transparent acrylic sheets.
The engine that was originally at the front of the car is gone.
Instead, right behind the driver's seat, there was a Porsche 4.0L horizontally opposed six-cylinder engine that had been forcibly crammed in!
The air intake is simply a hole cut in the roof, and the thick exhaust pipe extends out from the side of the car in a straightforward manner!
My first impression was that it was ugly!
He looks like a Frankenstein monster cobbled together from a junkyard!
But after looking at it for a while, it's surprisingly kind of cool...
"This...this can really work?" Ye Feng swallowed hard, somewhat incredulous.
Old Chen also had some doubts, "Can it move?"
Lin Zhixing didn't waste any words.
He opened the thin car door and sat in the racing bucket seat that had been salvaged from the Porsche.
Insert the key.
Twisting.
"boom---!!!"
A violent, explosive roar, like the roar of Thor, resounded in the empty modification shop!
The enormous sound even made the corrugated iron roof of the factory tremble!
"Holy shit!!!"
"It's on fire! It's really on fire!!!"
"Awesome! That's fucking awesome!"
The technicians in the room erupted in deafening cheers!
Miracle!
This is truly a miracle!
He actually transplanted a Porsche engine into a Wuling minivan!
After the initial excitement.
As the chief technician, Lao Chen habitually lay on the ground, using a flashlight to inspect the chassis's pipeline layout.
The beam of the flashlight swept across the four wheel hubs.
Sudden.
The smile on Old Chen's face froze completely.
I rubbed my eyes and looked at it carefully again.
He exclaimed, "Holy crap!"
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" everyone asked quickly.
"Why doesn't this car with over 600 horsepower have dedicated brakes?"
"How come they not only removed the ABS anti-lock braking system, but they didn't even install racing brake calipers!!!!"
ah?????
As soon as those words were spoken...
The technicians were completely dumbfounded!
Holy crap, are you crazy for not using brakes?!
Liu Yang, the second driver standing next to him, almost collapsed to the ground with his legs giving way. He quickly grabbed the wall next to him to steady himself.
Although he wasn't supposed to drive it, hearing the configuration made him break out in a cold sweat.
A heavily modified bread truck with 600 horsepower and weighing less than a ton.
There is no ABS.
There is no electronic assistance.
They didn't even install special brake calipers?!
What the hell is this car?
This is an intercontinental ballistic missile with its fuse lit!
One press of the accelerator and it sends people flying!
Everyone stared at Lin Zhixing, who was sitting in the driver's seat, with an extremely horrified look.
Liu Yang turned pale with fright. "No brakes! Entering the corner is certain death! This car is completely out of control!"
"Holy crap, this is outrageous!"
Old Chen panicked too, "Teacher Lin, this absolutely won't do! This is suicide!"
Ye Feng's voice trembled slightly, "Lin...Brother Lin...don't you...haven't installed brakes yet?"
"How can this car navigate the winding Nujiang River without brakes?"
"That's all downhill and hairpin bends!"
Faced with questions from the crowd.
Lin Zhixing simply stretched out one hand and rested it on the edge of the dilapidated car window.
He had an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth.
His deep gaze peered into the distance through the windshield.
He spoke calmly.
"A true driver."
Lin Zhixing tilted his head slightly.
"No need to brake."
No brakes are needed.
Just add oil.
"hiss--"
The entire audience gasped.
Everyone was completely stunned by those words.
Holy crap!
madman!
This guy is absolutely insane!
Would you like to hear what you're saying?
Ye Feng looked at Lin Zhixing's calm face.
My eyes suddenly welled up with tears.
He got it.
He thought Lin Zhixing had forgotten to install brakes.
No.
Lin Zhixing chose not to install special brakes in order to achieve the ultimate lightweight design and to pursue that extreme speed of a fraction of a second!
meet by chance.
Just because of a meal last night, just because of a word about being friends.
This man was actually willing to risk his life driving this steel coffin without brakes, all for the sake of Ye Feng's dignity?!
"Brother Lin..."
Ye Feng bit his lip hard, trying his best to hold back his tears.
Having been in the second-generation elite circle for so many years, he has countless friends, and even more who call him brother.
But those are all superficial friendships. They're fine with drinking and eating together, but when trouble comes, they're the first to run away.
But Lin Zhixing is different.
They've only known each other for a few days? And Lin Zhixing is actually willing to risk his life for him!
This is true brotherhood!
Ye Feng gritted his teeth and strode up to Lin Zhixing.
He grabbed Lin Zhixing's shoulder.
He secretly vowed in his heart that from this day forward, Lin Zhixing would be Ye Feng's half-brother!
There was a long silence.
Ye Feng suddenly pulled open the car door.
"Brother Lin, forget it."
Ye Feng's voice was choked with emotion.
"I'm not competing anymore. I concede."
"If you lose the casting rights, you lose them; if you lose the theater resources, you lose them."
"I can't let you drive this car to your death."
Looking at Ye Feng's red-rimmed eyes.
Lin Zhixing was taken aback.
This kid is quite loyal.
Although he's from a wealthy family, his character is impeccable. It was worth staying up all night to help him modify his car.
but......
If the competition stops, wouldn't Zhao Tianyu succeed?
Doesn't that mean the casting of the male lead for Ye Lan's movie will fall into the hands of that pervert?!
That's impossible!
Saving Sister Lan is our inescapable duty!
Lin Zhixing reached out and patted Ye Feng on the shoulder, pushing him away, and then took the cigarette he had just been showing off with.
"A man can't say no."
Lin Zhixing looked at Ye Feng, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips. "Besides, I've long disliked that idiot surnamed Zhao."
"Since he dares to stick his face out."
"Then I'll help him and smash his face."
Lin Zhixing turned his head and looked at Old Chen, who was still trembling.
"Old Chen."
"Could you print out a few car stickers for me?"
Old Chen wiped away his cold sweat and stammered, "Mr. Lin, what...what kind of car stickers do you want printed?"
What kind of time is this to be doing all this fancy stuff?
Lin Zhixing took a slip of paper out of his pocket and handed it to Old Chen.
"Print it according to the Japanese text on this page. White background, black text, large."
Old Chen took the note, looked at the few crooked Japanese characters on it, and was completely dumbfounded.
【Fujiwara Toshi store (for home use)】
What the hell does this mean?
Fujiwara? What the hell? What shop?
But seeing Lin Zhixing's unquestionable gaze, Old Chen could only nod reluctantly: "Okay... I'll take care of it right away."
"Alright, the car is fine now."
Lin Zhixing pulled out the car key, opened the car door, and jumped out.
"I'll go back to the hotel and get some sleep first. I'll tow the car to the starting point at the top of the mountain at 10 p.m.
After saying that, Lin Zhixing put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the modification shop with a flourish.