Faced with Zhang Yifei's question, Zhang Zhiguo was still very calm and busy with his work. Maybe he had been mentally prepared for Zhang Yifei's question.

"What are you asking about this?"

"I'm curious, and I'm going to drive this car."

Next Saturday, I'm waiting for you on Qixing Mountain. This is not just empty talk. Zhang Yifei doesn't intend to insult his reputation as a professional driver in his previous life. He will start by dominating Qixing Mountain in this life!

"You are going to drive it? You know that if you step down the accelerator with this performance car, it will easily rush out on any corner, and the consequence is death!"

Zhang Zhiguo's tone began to heavier again. In his opinion, Zhang Yifei simply didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick. The speed of the performance car was not something that ordinary people could control, and the consequence was that the car was destroyed and the person died.

Just like Amu, played by Du Wenze in the movie "Initial D", he muttered every day that he wanted to buy GTR to run Akime Mountain, thinking that as long as he had a strong horsepower, he would definitely beat Zhongli Yi. However, he didn't know that just as his father said, if he drove GTR on Akime Mountain, he would probably have gone down the mountain and died, and he would have won a hammer after he lost his horse.

"I know, so I'm not making a fuss. I'm very sure to run the mountain road."

"Where do you get the confidence to move your car or go out for a ride with Ah Hu and others?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yifei smiled calmly: "I know you don't believe it. The best proof is to let me drive around. If my driving skills cannot satisfy you, I will never mention any topics related to racing."

Looking at Zhang Yifei's confident look, Zhang Zhiguo really didn't believe that he had the so-called "car skills", but Zhang Zhiguo also understood that at this age of half a child, the more tough you stop him, the more it will arouse his rebellious mentality and secretly go to the mountain road.

It’s okay for the car to explode today. Maybe one day it will cause a big disaster. It would be better to let Zhang Yifei understand his strength and give up and study in school and get into a good university.

"Okay, I'll let you try it. If you can't satisfy me, I will study in school from now on. I'm not allowed to go to Qixingshan to participate in any racing."

After Zhang Zhiguo finished speaking, he took off his gloves and went to the counter to take out the car keys in the warehouse behind him.

"Let's go."

Zhang Yifei followed behind. As he got closer to the warehouse, Zhang Yifei felt his heartbeat start to accelerate, because this Ford Mustang Cobra version is different from the so-called Jetta King. It is a real performance sports car! Just like good steel is matched with the blade, only good cars can play the greatest driving pleasure. After coming to this world for half a year, Zhang Yifei has been itchy and finally let him touch the performance car again!

Entering the warehouse, there are various car parts piled on the shelves on both sides. The center of the warehouse is this Ford Mustang Cobra covered with car clothes. This generation of cobras is a newcomer and is still regarded as a high-performance version of the Mustang. It has not basically become an independent model like later generations.

As Zhang Zhiguo unveiled his car, an American sports car full of muscle strength appeared in front of Zhang Yifei. The streamlined lines with edges and corners, the body that was ready to go, and the rushing Mustang logo on the front of the car undoubtedly showed the power contained in this car.

This is the representative of American civilian sports cars in the 1990s. Even in the era when Japanese sports cars were at its peak, Ford Mustang, Chevrolet Camaro (Bumblebee), and Dodge Challenger, the three American musketeers, still defended the dignity of muscle cars.

Zhang Yifei came to this American sports car and stroked it with his hands while observing it. In addition to the high-performance version, the Mustang changed the wheel hub from the original 17-inch to 19-inch, and the tires were also replaced with high-performance tires with better grip. The body posture was lowered, which means that the car's shock absorption and suspension should have been changed.

A coastal ordinary car repair shop usually focuses on family cars. It is incredible to have a Mustang high-performance sports car, and it can be fully modified. How this is done is definitely a story here.

"Old man, the engine, wheels, suspension and shock absorbers of this car have been modified. It seems that it is prepared for the track. Could it be that you are the legendary retired car god, right?"

Zhang Yifei asked in a joke tone. He had never felt the passion and madness of professional drivers from the old man before, but this kind of thing felt like it was, just like the init text d, Takuhi's father, Manta, the drunkard boss of a tofu shop. Who knew that he was a car god?

"What nonsense? I just repaired the car. This car was just modified and placed here for others."

"If I remember correctly, I should have been here for several years. Who is this person? I can't come to pick up the car after several years?"

Facing Zhang Yifei's replies, Zhang Zhiguo did not answer immediately, but lit a cigarette from his pocket, and then slowly said: "An old friend, an old friend who drives very well."

"Okay, these have nothing to do with you. Don't you want to try it? I'll show it to me tonight."

Zhang Zhiguo did not tell who that old friend was. It seemed that this was also a past event for him. Instead, he threw the car keys at Zhang Yifei, then opened the door of the co-pilot and sat on it.

Zhang Yifei did not ask, everyone has their own secrets, just as he also has an untold secret. After taking the key, he sat in the cab. The interior of this Mustang is relatively rough from the perspective of later generations, but the interior is full of clouds in front of professional drivers. The interior of professional racing cars is completely removed, leaving only the necessary instrument system.

However, from the spotless interior, it can be seen that Zhang Zhiguo must have taken care of this car frequently, but Zhang Yifei couldn't find any memory of this in his mind. It seems that the "Zhang Yifei" before really didn't care much about his father.

Twist the key, the engine ignited and let out a low roar. The dashboard with black letters on white background was lit up. Compared with the roar of the Jetta King, this is the sound wave that the eight-cylinder engine of the performance car has!

Holding the steering wheel and putting his right hand on the gear handle, Zhang Yifei felt that he awakened the dusty passion. Only by sitting on the racing car could he not be a high school student, but a professional driver!

"Old man, sit firmly!"

Zhang Yifei shouted excitedly, put down the handbrake, entered the gear with his right hand, then stepped on the accelerator and rubbed the floor with a "sizzling" sound of tire burning. Only the rear-wheel drive of the performance car can achieve this kind of tire burning effect. Even if the Jetta King strengthens its horsepower, it is still a grocery car after all.

The tires slipped for less than a second and quickly recovered their grip. Then the whole Mustang rushed out like an arrow from the string. The 4.6l large-displacement v8 engine made a beast-like roar, resounding throughout the street.

The Mustang began to rise rapidly, and it directly exceeded 100km/h in less than six seconds. This speed was nothing in the high-performance sports cars of later generations, but it was amazing in the 1990s.

And you should know that this is on the narrow street and there is a reason for the cold car to start. From this point, it can be seen that Zhang Zhiguo has been very well modified in this car and has fully realized the potential of this v8 engine.

However, in Zhang Zhiguo's eyes, he looked at Zhang Yifei with an incredible look. He thought that what Zhang Yifei said about racing skills was just a child's big talk. At most, it was considered a good level among ordinary drivers. He wanted to take this opportunity to let Zhang Yifei understand the gap with the driver.

However, Zhang Yifei started from burning tires to shifting gears at full speed, and controlling the sense of space in the street, a sense of strangeness that he had never experienced before swept across, as if it was his first time knowing his son.

More importantly, Zhang Zhiguo saw another familiar shadow from Zhang Yifei's actions.
Chapter completed!