A treasure-appraisal maniac

Seeing Lu Fei actually getting a brand new Ferrari formula car, Du Qilin immediately felt guilty.

"Lu Fei, you are cheating. Formula cars are not allowed in our competition."

Lu Fei made an exaggerated expression and sneered.

"Du Qilin, do you still want shame?"

"You make the rules. Post them online and everyone around the world will know."

"You made it clear, except for motorcycles, any vehicle with four wheels is acceptable."

"Excuse me, Mr. Du, does my car have four wheels?"

"Why is my car in violation?"

"You" Du Qilin was speechless.

"What are you doing? Just now you said personally that if I have the ability to get an F1, I can still use it."

"You regretted it after just a moment. Do you still want some Bilian?"

"You don't have to use this car if you want me, just poop your fucking shit right away and eat it yourself, and I'll change my car right away."

"vomit"

Lu Fei's words were heard through the speakers, causing a burst of laughter.

Some girls with mysophobia were eating snacks. When they heard Lu Fei's civilized words, they squatted on the ground and vomited.

Even the little milk dog and the others frowned in disgust.

In fact, Du Qilin regretted it after saying that.

Now that Lu Fei was scolding him, he had no choice but to suffer the consequences of being dumb.

But then I thought again, what about the formula car, my GTR was not given to me in vain.

Lu Fei has no systematic training, so he will definitely be blinded when he comes to the competition. With my excellent skills and the modified version of GTR, it is not certain who will win.

Thinking of this, Du Qilin gritted his teeth and said.

"Lu Fei, I just made a slip of the tongue. It doesn't matter what car you drive. I will definitely win."

Lu Fei smiled and said.

"That's right, a little confident

, This is how you look like a man. "

"Oh, by the way, if I remember correctly, you are no longer a man, right?"

"Lu Fei, what the hell do you mean?"

"Haha, you taste it, you taste it carefully, don't you know how to be a man?"

boom--

Du Qilin's mind exploded.

In the past few days, Du Qilin has been overwhelmed with energy and energy. He thought it was because of the fight with Lu Fei that he was exhausted and unable to function. It seemed wrong. Lu Fei must have done something.

"Lu Fei, it's you, it must be you, right?"

"What the hell did you do to me?" Du Qilin roared.

Lu Fei chuckled.

"It's nothing, it just prevents you from becoming men."

"I have no grievances against you. It's you who keep holding on to me and causing trouble for me every day. This is just a small punishment for you."

"If we continue without end in the future, the consequences will be much more serious than this."

"Lu Fei, my draftsman, you are fucking despicable."

"No matter what tricks you use, it's best to get this young master back to his original state immediately, otherwise I will never be done with you."

"Haha, recovery is as simple as before. If you win first, I will talk about it. If you can't win, I will have to spend money to treat it."

"I forgot to tell you, young master, I am also a miracle doctor, specializing in treating all kinds of diseases. The treatment fee is 100 million."

"puff."

The reason why Lu Fei mentioned this matter at this stage was to anger Du Qilin and make him completely confused.

Lu Fei has always been meticulous and cannot tolerate any mistakes.

Although I own a formula car and have achieved the best lap time in the past ten years.

But this is not safe, because Lu Fei does not understand Du Qilin's strength at all.

Judging from Wang Xinyi's nervousness, Du Qilin definitely has real skills in playing cars.

So it's safer to let him mess around.

Seeing Du Qilin's expression of wanting to eat people, Lu Fei knew that his goal had been achieved.

After an argument, the two got into the car and got ready. .??.

"beep!"

The first red light went out, the cheers in the venue suddenly stopped, and everyone stood up.

"beep!"

The second red light went out, and Lu Fei's relatives and friends far away in Jincheng stood up at the same time. Chen Xiang and Wang Xinyi held their beautiful hands tightly together, and their nervous palms were covered in cold sweat.

"Dudu!"

The four red lights went out and everyone held their breath.

"beep!"

The last red light went out, and the tires of the two cars spun rapidly on the spot. The tires and the ground rubbed violently, making a squeaking sound and thick blue smoke.

At the same time, Du Qilin's GTR drove out of the starting point, followed by Lu Fei's Formula Ferrari car.

The two racing cars drove out one after another, and the scene cheered again, and the atmosphere reached a climax.

Du Qilin's team looked at Du Qilin's performance with big eyes and small eyes. On the other hand, Lu Fei's team was led by the Ferrari team coach Misaro.

One piece of data was quickly collected and fed back to Misaro, who quickly analyzed it and then fed it back to Lu Fei with special gestures.

Du Qilin temporarily took the lead after the first lap, with a lap time of 2 minutes, 06 seconds and 35 seconds.

Seeing this result, everyone on Misaro and Lu Fei instantly felt relaxed.

It seems that Du Qilin does have some skills, but that's all.

As long as there are no major mistakes, Lu Fei will definitely win.

After six consecutive laps, Du Qilin always maintained the lead, and Du Qilin was reassured.

It seemed that just as he expected, just having a good car was not enough. Lu Fei's driving skills were too unreliable.

Du Li also lit up his cigarette calmly, and even Sun Hui, Liu Jinxuan and others felt relieved.

But on Lu Fei's side, Wang Xinlei and Little Milk Dog were no longer calm.

The little puppy, who spoke good English, pulled Misaro and asked eagerly.

"Coach, is there something wrong with my brother's car?"

"With my brother's level, he shouldn't run so slowly. The last time he ran was within two minutes, right?"

Misaro laughed.

"You can rest assured that Mr. Lu will definitely win this time."

"The reason why I have been following Du Qilin is because this is the tactic I specially formulated for Mr. Lu."

"I'll wipe it. How can you do such a naughty thing?"

"Tell me, what's going on?" the little dog asked.

Misaro said with a smile.

"This race is completely different from the official race. There are only ten laps in total."

"With such a short distance, there is no time to refuel and change tires."

"The oil tank of this car can hold 140 liters of fuel, but in order to reduce the load on the vehicle, I only asked him to add 80 liters."

"If we drive at full speed, eighty liters of fuel is not enough to last until the end of the race."

"This kind of following is the most fuel-efficient way. According to our previous plan, Mr. Lu will only accelerate at full speed on the eighth lap."

"Another reason is that the friction between the tires and the ground is too great when driving at full speed and going through corners."

"There is a potential danger of a tire blowout during the ten laps, which is nearly 60 kilometers in total. We will never allow this kind of mistake to happen, so we have specially formulated a detailed battle plan."

"But you can rest assured, Mr. Lu is absolutely fine."