God of Life

The emperor's side was full of anger, and in just one minute, Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang, I don't know how many things to break.

The other three families, as well as people from all walks of life who joined in the fun, were also furious.

We didn't dare to hope to win the championship, but you can't play us like this, idiot!

The little brother surnamed Yao dropped a wine bottle, but he was still not relieved, picked up another one, and was about to go out.

"Stop! What are you doing?!"

Brother Yao yelled: "Pull you! That dead father is obviously cheating us, I'll knock his brains out!"

Everyone hurriedly followed.

"Yes! He puts Young Master Pan out. He has nothing to compare with. He has almost the same strength and has a chance to win the championship, but he hides his trump card. He is going to trap us!"

"Pan Shao himself has bet 5 million, and his own people are cheating. A dead father is inhumane, beat him!"

"Brother, when will we get over this kind of loss?"

"Cut off the hot dead father, let's carry it together!"

The eldest brother glared: "Don't make people laugh, we can't afford to lose!"

After a pause, he said again: "This is in the magic capital!"

In fact, the latter sentence is the main reason.

Among the companions who came were girls, I grabbed the most impulsive ones, persuaded them one by one, and slowly suppressed the situation.

"We don't have much money, we can afford to lose, it's a good thing we will have a chance to repay it sooner or later!"

Everyone is still cursing, but they are no longer impulsive.

Now is really not a good time to turn around, and the game has not yet started, everyone still has a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

Even if Young Master Pan couldn't win, as long as it wasn't Wang Yan who won, their anger could still be vented.

However, if Wang Yan really wins the championship in the end, then...

The backlog of emotions now will eventually reach that destined peak.

...

In the SMA club of the special zone, the mood of the group is much more stable.

Because Liu Shunqi himself said bluntly before: "I am good at drifting, and the technical habit of running the regular track is too bad. The most important thing is to participate. Brothers, don't expect too much from me."

Then symbolically press yourself by 1 million and pull down.

So everyone made up their minds and it was over.

Except for the few who want to beat the unpopular, they basically bet 100,000 on their own and 500,000 on those masters, such a ratio.

But complaints are inevitable.

"As expected of the Demon City, are you playing tricks?"

"Grass, from now on the devil will be black forever!"

"People are afraid of you being black? Then B won't even let his wife go..."

"The gap between people is bigger than the gap between humans and dogs. Look at Brother Liu for his righteousness, and then look at that B!"

"No, the more I think about it, the more I get annoyed! I'm going out to look around in other rooms, is anyone going with me?"

The brothers' eyes lit up.

This is to get angry ... Ah, let's find someone to enjoy!

Everyone dispersed decisively and went to visit acquaintances.

Everywhere they went, they were all yelling.

I've never seen this kind of thing before, a good father-son game, normal laning, winning or losing is in between, and then you invite someone's real father, what is this called?

That's right, once the 220 million was dropped, everyone already thought that Wang Yan was his real father.

Although few people knew Wang Yan.

Mr. Tang Er didn't hold back a penny. Originally, he just wanted to watch the excitement and relax, but now he suddenly felt that it was interesting, so interesting.

"Where did you invite Number 4?"

Most of the boxes were subordinates of the company and friends from Hong Kong Island, and they all turned their heads curiously upon hearing this.

The little brother being watched is a member of the Tang family, and he is related to the Tang family, so he knows a little bit.

"It's the young master who was invited in through the normal way... His family is in the Mining Province, so he should have some influence. I seem to be working as a live broadcast company?"

The second child of the Huo family from Hong Kong Island asked with great interest: "Not a professional driver?"

"Definitely not!"

The little brother shook his head resolutely: "Although the nickname is the car god, this guy has never run a full lap, and he doesn't even come to the car park many times. His car is a Mercedes-Benz G65, and he doesn't seem to be very interested in racing. with.

"

"interesting!"

After listening to the introduction, everyone became more and more interested.

"A person who never races is actually worth 300 million?"

300 million is all the bets on Wang Yan. This number is really exaggerated.

Of course, 86 million is the normal number, and the rest is the madness of Young Master Wang himself.

The little brother said with a smile: "No one knows his true strength, but many buddies who have seen him drive say that he is extremely talented and a genius-level driver..."

Young Master Tang shook his head regretfully: "It's a pity that I don't have time, otherwise I really want to squeeze him 10 million and join in the fun."

Second Master Huo's eyes widened in surprise: "Huh? Ah Cheng, don't you never gamble?"

"Yeah, I don't gamble."

Tang Jiacheng smiled slightly, warm as jade, and looked extremely happy: "But this time, it's not a gamble."

Second Master Huo was dumbfounded.

If a person dares to devote everything to himself, who can be sure that this is a kind of arrogance, or... the confidence to win?

This dude is so interesting!

...

Wang Yan sat in the cab of 918, wearing thick protective clothing, heavy and stuffy, but relaxed.

Jianwu, Xia Yu and the others stood outside the departure area, their faces full of nervousness and anxiety, they kept clenching their fists and waving at Wang Yan, shouting "Come on."

They have no confidence.

No, to be more precise, because the stakes are too high, they inevitably worry about gains and losses.

Wang Yan had no psychological burden at all.

120 million, 4 months breathing salary, so what if you lose?

And who has the ability to win himself?

An amateur field is an amateur field, and no real dragon can emerge.

Physical fitness, training time, skills, experience, courage, nothing else, how can you play with a professional?

After Schumacher retired once, he could only take 9th. Three months after his second retirement, he fell to the position of a professional goalkeeper, and then only experience left.

A group of young masters with no more than 75 points in all attributes and far away from master-level driving skills, why do they make the same technical moves as themselves?

Wang Yan was 100% confident in winning.

The only question is how much to win.

In the past, there were many people with mixed eyes, and Wang Dashao acted as if facing an enemy, with a correct and cautious attitude, and then kept saying "I have never participated in a formal competition", "They are all masters", "Go all out and try it out"...

Is it true that my dog ​​brother is being humble in society?

Just guard against it.

Unexpectedly, Huang Yiqing was such a thief, he couldn't guard against it, and he was tricked by this guy.

Pick my crotch, right?

Okay, let's dig out and see who is tough!

Wang Yan knew very well in his heart that the money was too hot to win.

Winning is not difficult, the difficult thing is how to end it.

Fortunately, there is a pot on the stove. If I don't add a fire, I'm really sorry for today's scene!

With the straight track in front of your eyes and the roar of the engine next to your ears, your mind has already flown to the end of the race.

While thinking wildly, many people were chattering in the channel.

The first one is Heihu's gloating: "The sand sculpture was blocked by someone, hahahaha!"

Li Yixu smiled and said, "They are all Chinese sons and daughters, and the brothers from outside are a little restless because they are not acclimatized. As landlords, we have to understand!"

Liu Ye was even worse: "It's only five points now, and when you win the bonus, Xiao Wangzi, that's when it will really explode! So... don't be polite, let him explode!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Everyone laughed happily for a while. Seeing that the game was about to start, a panicked voice suddenly sounded from the private channel.

"Brother, I'm in big trouble!"

"The three clubs of Imperial City and CQ have joined forces to strangle you and recommend Milson to win the championship!"

The channel suddenly fell silent, and at the same time, Wang Yan stepped on the accelerator deeply.

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