Xie Tiancheng coughed and covered up his embarrassment, and then continued: "By the way, Princess Road is the most representative location of Hong Kong Island racing culture. The main difficulty of street racing is..."

Just as Xie Tiancheng was planning to continue explaining the track, Zhang Yifei waved his hand and interrupted: "Brother, you are a cold-hearted person, why have you become such a mother-in-law? Just like Mr. Lin, you don't have to tell me so much. Just sit in the co-pilot and see how I beat him."

"Okay, but I have one more thing to say."

"What's up?"

"If you meet a policeman, remember to get rid of it. If you really can't get rid of it, quickly change your seats, because you definitely don't have a driver's license. Don't eat bad restaurants at that time."

"I……"

Now it was Zhang Yifei's turn to swallow speechlessly. Xie Tiancheng was not wrong, because due to the limitations of mainland laws and regulations, he is currently driving without a license. However, in the late 1990s, the mainland's management of transportation was relatively chaotic and was just in the early stage. Many private car owners actually did not have a driver's license, or could easily pass the test by buying a driver's license.

In addition, Zhang Yifei doesn't usually drive on the street and goes to Qixing Mountain at night, so even Zhang Yifei doesn't care about the fact that he doesn't have a driver's license.

But Hong Kong Island is different. The management in this regard is much stricter. Moreover, Princess Road is considered an old racing route in Hong Kong Island. It is easy to encounter police checking cars at night. Driving without a license and illegal racing is a crime. Maybe Zhang Yifei will be jailed for the New Year, and applying for a Hong Kong Island pass in the future will be very troublesome.

He felt a little weak, but he couldn't admit defeat. Zhang Yifei still gritted his teeth and replied: "Don't worry, no one can catch up with my taillights!"

After saying this, Zhang Yifei stepped down the accelerator, drove away from the shipping building, heading towards the Princess Road, and Lin Shao's Ferrari F355 followed closely, and others followed one by one, wanting to see how strong this mainland boy is.

On the way to Princess Road, there are some ordinary streets. Compared with the construction of emerging cities in the mainland, Hong Kong Island streets are narrower. After all, land prices are too expensive and transformation is too difficult. Moreover, as a commercial and financial city, Hong Kong Island has a flow of people and vehicles at night, and there are not many traffic on the road, but it is also quite a lot.

Therefore, Zhang Yifei did not take any racing behavior and drove to Princess Road normally. He usually had to run a distance to heat the tires before racing, so that he could get better grip.

But the young master Lin behind him was different. He was so angry that he followed Zhang Yifei and blew the accelerator from time to time, causing the engine to roar and provoke Zhang Yifei's anger. It was obvious that his methods were meaningless to Zhang Yifei, and they attracted the attention of some passers-by.

"You are quite calm." Xie Tiancheng, who was sitting next to him, suddenly said.

"Of course, this is a basic quality that a driver must have."

"But there are still many drivers who can't do it."

"Then they will never be top professional drivers."

This sentence made Xie Tiancheng silent. It took him about ten seconds to speak: "Are you planning to enter the profession?"

"Don't you want to? Street competition has an upper limit after all, only profession is the highest level of showdown."

"My master has also said this, but I am still hesitating."

"It's normal for everyone to have their own aspirations."

Zhang Yifei did not blindly advocate career because he knew what the price he would pay after choosing a career. Not to mention the hard work, just wandering around life and death on the verge of losing control and getting together with his family, which discouraged many people. So before thinking clearly, don’t devote yourself to your career with enthusiasm.

Uncle Lu may be an example here. From watching his brother die and retire, to the moment he is unable to face his rebellious daughter, this is based on the premise of his great success in his career, but there is only one champion, how many people can succeed?

Xie Tiancheng and Zhang Yifei didn't say anything along the way, maybe they were thinking about their own thoughts.

After driving for about twenty minutes, Zhang Yifei and his party arrived at Princess Road. It was almost midnight, but there were still many pedestrians on the street. The nightlife of Hong Kong Island in the late 1990s was still much richer than that in the mainland.

The emergence of so many sports cars did not attract too much attention from the crowds on both sides of the road, because as the oldest racing spot on Hong Kong Island, residents of Princess Road are no longer surprised by such street racing. Even many Hong Kong street racing movies, such as "The Legend of Speed" starring Ekin Cheng, are locally sourced from Princess Road.

The Nissan 300zx and Lin Shao's Ferrari F355 that Zhang Yifei drove were parked side by side in the middle of the road, and some drivers who wanted to participate also parked behind their cars.

The English name of street racing is sprint, also known as sprint race. The rules are very simple, that is, to specify a designated route, whoever arrives first wins. Unlike mountain road events, you can surpass each other during the competition, which is not considered a loss.

At this time, Sun Minghua got out of the car and stood between Zhang Yifei and Lin Shao: "You all know the rules. Whoever passes the Hung Hom Tunnel first wins. At the same time, the first rule must be followed during the competition. Whoever breaks the rules will lose, and bear the consequences themselves. OK?"

“Ok.”

"no problem."

Zhang Yifei and Lin Shao agreed at the same time. There are not too many rules for underground racing on the street, but there is a rule that all underground riders default bottom line, that is, no matter what happens, third parties are allowed to be involved. That is to say, even if your car loses control, hits the guardrail and hits the wall, it is easy to hit the vehicle on the road. If it is really unavoidable, the consequences will be borne by yourself. Everything involved in underground racing must be rotten in your stomach.

This rule avoids involvement of innocent people, and is also the bottom line of street racing. In fact, the initial reason for this rule has nothing to do with noble morality. It is purely that the Japanese Bayshore racing is closely monitored by the police. If an innocent accident occurs, everyone will have no choice but to play in the future. Therefore, such an underground rule appeared and gradually became accepted by other underground racing cars in the world.

"Okay, you can get ready to start."

After saying that, Sun Minghua took a few steps back, then held his palm high and began to count down.

Zhang Yifei and Lin Shao flipped the accelerator almost at the same time. Just as Xie Tiancheng said, Lin Shao has participated in professional events and has experienced training in youth driving skills. He is definitely not a street rookie. If he is serious, Hong Kong Island can beat him.

"Sit down, I'm going to be serious about this." Zhang Yifei said lightly. He planned to show his strength in street racing this time.

"You didn't take any serious attention when you ran to Qixing Mountain?"

Xie Tiancheng asked in shock. Although he felt that this guy didn't use all his strength when he saw Zhang Yifei racing before, he was still extremely surprised when he heard Zhang Yifei admit it in person today.

"hey-hey."
Chapter completed!