God of Life

Crazy dog?

Wang Yan was scolded a little bit and didn't even react the first time.

Huang Xusheng was afraid of clashes and immediately said: “Master Hang, my brother, it's okay! ”

“Just your fucking ink! ”

Chen Aerospace shouted at Huang Xu again, turning his head and yelling: “The brothers are numb! Second Son, clear the fucking field and get on the track with the runners! ”

Isn't Nima bipolar?

Wang Yan was angry, but when he calmed down and thought about it, he actually found it a little funny.

It's normal for young people to get angry for their girlfriends. Fighting isn't a big deal, but this kind of inexplicable irritability can only be interpreted as mental retardation.

Lin Weiwei consoled Wang: “Wang Weiwei, ignore that guy. I've heard that she's not normal. I didn't expect this. ”

Huang Xu may also feel unable to say it. Don't be embarrassed to apologize: “Brother, Master Hang is that personality, not against you, don't think about it. Wait till we get down. I'll introduce you to him. He's got no choice! ”

No, I'm not going to meet a psychopath.

Wang Yan can really understand the customs and customs everywhere. Emperors have long called people to like to be called “grandfathers”, but that is based on mutual respect, essentially low profile self humility.

Now the word smells a little different, and it's getting rotten, and some people really think of themselves as grandfathers.

Don't ask: do you deserve it?

“Thank you, I'm fine. ”

Wang Yan nodded to Huang Xu and thanked him.

Of course, the expression carries a hint of dissatisfaction and indignation.

Happiness doesn't take color, it's not that easy to do.

Huang Xu felt that he was not human inside and outside. He felt more and more distressed and disgusted and sat in the main driver.

Wang Yan naturally doesn't care what he thinks. He leans down to see Lin Weiwei's seat belt.

The six-point seat belt is sturdy, and Lin Weiwei is not nervous at all.

“Oops, all right, just the speed of the cargo track, probably not as fast as I go... don't worry about it. ”

Hard mouth, Lin Weiwei's heart is still warm.

Wang Yan also stopped saying anything. He turned aside and drove them to the entrance to the track.

On 9/11, Lin Weiwei glanced at Huang Xu and suddenly asked: "Didn't you look at Wang Yan? Why are you still helping him? ”

Huang Xu's face didn't look very good. "Where did it come from? This guy's good. ”

Typical counterpart is not right.

In fact, Huang Xu was basically bashful about the “no need” background. After all, he was convinced that it was something his brain had made up.

In the absence of a conflict of interest, try not to be guilty.

As for the diaphragm, the diaphragm should not be spoken... crap!

Who wouldn't be angry if a bitterly sought after girl was particularly close to another man?

And the most jealous thing is, it's not just Lin Weiwei. Her girlfriends beside Lin Weiwei think she's better than us. How dare you treat her differently?!

Huang Xu's heart was truly diaphragmatic, so although he knew that Wang Yan's family was bigger than the bull, he had no thought of knocking.

What the fuck are you doing licking me?

Anyway, just don't let anything happen today. After you meet Chen Aerospace outside alone, it would be really nice to get a fat beating!

……

Wang Yan walked with Fu Yushi and Nago outside the protective wall of the circular racetrack and watched over the wire.

The two sisters were still angry, especially Nago, who was blushing beautifully.

“What kind of man is that? Why are you so impotent! I want to scold him! ”

Wu Fanlin, who combed his wide face, did not end up. He circled around and found how high quality Wang Yan's sister was here. She turned upside down and heard Na Wu complain.

“Hey man, what's up, are you still mad?! ”

Wu Fanlin smiled and greeted him well.

“Nothing.” Wang Yan shook his head.

“If I say so, don't get to know Chen Aerospace like that. ”

Wu Fanlin looked around and lowered his voice: “Which circle doesn't have two spoiled little babies yet? The maid is rich, the person is not bad, just a mouthful of sex, let's be receptive, there is no harm. ”

What am I supposed to do?

Wang Yan didn't want to talk about this stupid beep at all. He didn't want to waste time.

So nature shifted the subject: “Brother Wu, who is more powerful in this? ”

On the starting point of the roundabout, there were two rows of ten cars, six of which were sports cars and the other four were supposed to be modified vehicles.

Mentioning this, Wu Fanlin laughed dumbly.

“Dude, we're just a bunch of hilarious chickens on a low-difficulty field. Who's good? If the technology gap is not large, whose car is good and who is great! ”

“As you know, Asahiko's 911, GT3, the king of highway racing performance, adds more than 210 spots. ”

“The 911 next to it, Chen Aerospace's, GT3RS, was the world's first car show in Geneva in March this year, and this one can go up to the top 10 miles in the Emperor, Bulby! ”

Wide face almost didn't break the sound, but Wang Yan was a fog.

Both cars were 911, and they were immortal. They were all red. Wang Yan glanced at them for half a day and found that the tail wings of the two cars seemed different.

Besides, what's the difference?!

“Can that be the same?! ”

Wide-faced eyes wide open.

“Let me put it this way: if Asako hadn't handled the whole car lightly and changed the competitive styles of the winch shock absorber, the two cars wouldn't have had to be put together for comparison! ”

Wang Yan's feeling is just four words: Unconscious.

Wu Fanlin knows a lot about cars among amateur players. When it comes to various models such as Jia Zhen, Wang Yan doesn't hate this person, he can smell it.

Boys, there is always a lack of resistance to cars. Now I can only look at the noise, but I know a little more, and when I really step into a chariot in the future, I will be more than comfortable.

Talking, there was a roar of engines blowing up inside, and the game officially started.

The FAC ring track is interesting, although the road is narrow, allowing only 3 cars to run in parallel, but after turning a right angle, there is a 650 metre straight road.

“Damn it, that's no good, but this straight line is fucking upsetting! ”

Wu Fanlin praised this.

Wang Yan watched a sports car come out of the bend and roared and accelerated. The engine blasted like a shock wave on his eardrum, and his heart boiled with hot blood.

The sport of racing is really a little fun...

It's amazing that the two red Porsches at the beginning have accelerated their speed to over 120 kilometres per hour, looking over from the viewing area, like two red flames, dragging out a long illusion.

At a speed of 30 meters per second, to cross a 650 meters straight path, the real punch time is just over a decade.

The rest of the way, you should slow down and get ready to cut into the bend after.

Road racetracks, drifting and everything are flower racks, the kinetic energy lost is too great, real professional drivers try to get stuck on the outside racetracks and bend at large angles.

Chen Aerospace and Huang Xu naturally understand this logic and are already prepared.

However, just at this time, a dark shadow flew through the sky.

Boom!