God of Life

A young man is fighting a chicken with Huang Yi in the middle of compartment one.

Room 1 is the main camp of Huang Yicheng, a group of demonic dudes surrounded by tigers, with only one young man beside him, but not afraid.

“You don't have to be crazy. How can you be crazy about your family? I just came to tell you...”

Halfway through the demonstration, there was a sudden uproar in the crowd, but the latest situation was refreshed.

After a while, the young man finally figured out what was going on, and his face suddenly turned blue.

“Grass! Dog B, you play with us?! ”

Young people are angry, and they have already identified Huang Yiyi as the spoiler.

If the other party plays so big from the start and shows such strong confidence in winning, who will stick their scalp to the top?!

No one is foolish when it comes to fighting, money goes to money.

Gambling can only be meaningful if there are no significant gaps.

Didu hired a driver named Van Diesel, and the other hired a driver named Schumacher. What are you betting on?!

Who would think that the god of cars could compete with the god of cars?

If we had known each other was so beeping, we would either not have gambled or restricted it, it would not have happened today.

Turns out fine now, Huang Yiyi arched fire, dragged everyone into the water, then stuck with the last moment, backhanded a thousand years of killing...

Yellow dog, you numb dog!

As for why young people think Wang Yan is a real beef, not a beep... the money is on hold there.

Nobody jokes about 200 million more.

Big brother here today, the tallest person in the family can get 20 billion, throw 200 million dozen dozen dozen dozen water floats for nothing, it still hurts.

Who dares to throw 200 million for nothing? Raise your left hand!

Hiss... good, lots of people...

The young man was so popular that he gasped and wanted to smash a soy mill in the face of the yellow dog. However, he did not have to smash it. Huang Yi's face was already flashing in colour and his expression was worse than that of a dead horse.

Huang Yixiang pushed his little brother away, rushed back to his seat and copied the tablet. He looked at the information inside and his lips shivered straight.

593 million!

You're paralyzed!

Dizziness spins.

As the only few people with all the driver information, Huang Yiyi knows too well the real odds of winning.

Eight drivers, three ladders.

The strongest of the second echelon was Milson, who fought on behalf of HAC.

Miguel once drove a Bugatti Vallon and ran 167 kilometres per hour at the Didu Golden Harbor racetrack.

But that's the limit of Milson, and the difficulty of racing in Didu Golden Harbor, and the difficulty of racing in Mondo International Racetrack, is incomparable.

Last mid-year, Conicek Agera5.0RS showed up in the country on the Mordu track, with Milson performing in a single lap of 1 minute 52 seconds 43.

Sounds fierce, but Conicek's professional test driver scored 1 minute, 43 seconds, 11.

To help the fat man promote the Conicek Agera5.0RS, Milson's ride today is still this beast, focused on the track, with zero acceleration of 2.27 seconds or so, a big cut over Wang Yan's 918.

Milson's chances of winning the championship are endless if a racing outfit is left to judge.

But in fact, zero data doesn't work in racing cars.

Overseas, changing small steel cannons makes it easy to run 1.8 seconds of zero data.

For stability, F1 racing typically starts in the second and third gears, with zero data approaching three seconds and being hung by all the superruns on the field.

And then one bend comes out, and the F1 leaves only the taillight.

So vehicle performance can't just look at data, especially Zero Hundred data, bending performance and manipulation technology are more important.

Wang Yan is a man who can drive a rafah to the upper limit of the curve speed!

This means a faulty gap.

Though Wang Yan has never run the entire track with all his strength and has been awkward, or playing games, Huang Yiyi is not idle.

In recent times, whenever Wang Yan tested the car, Huang Yiyi sent someone to observe it in the surveillance room.

And finally, an interesting result ——

In each individual bend, Wang Yan has tried to hit the highest bend speed.

A total of 14 bends were dispersed by Wang Yan in hundreds of circles, scattered impact testing, and tested out a variety of inbound and outbound bending strategies.

Every bend, Wang Yan is sure to go in and out at 90% of the maximum bend speed.

Schumacher recorded a single-turn record of 1 minute and 32 seconds, with an average speed of 205 kilometres per hour, equivalent to about 96 per cent of the highest theoretical speed.

And up there, it's a complete performance field that needs better cars, better tires, smarter kinetic designs.

Wang Yan on 918 and Shumah on F1, only 6% short, scary?

Of course, a single bend is a single bend. The whole process is integrated. Wang Yan is definitely not that strong.

Huang Yiyi estimated that Wang Yan's single-lap maximum speed should be around 1 minute and 45 seconds, winning Milson would be no problem.

Unique.

Milson and SCC, coupled with Major Pan and Chenhe, fought in the second gear.

Liu Shunqi, who drifted very hard, and Shen Mengyu, the Qian Tang driver found by Sun Feng, were basically an exact number.

Previous bets also prove Huang Yiyi's judgment.

Milson has more than 117 million, Emperor Huang Wu has 76 million, and the two together make up more than half.

Together, Liu Shunqi and Shen Mengyu had just over 13 million symbolic dollars, some of which were honorable money and some of which were cold doors.

Huang Yiyan was too clear about the real power comparison. Aside from the unexpected factors, Wang Yan had an 80% chance of winning the championship. That is why he broke money into death and made things big despite provocation.

Sinners?

If you want to make money, who can't be guilty?

The hotel opened fire affecting a street of business, writing a novel and writing a fire does not affect the business of my peers, and people are watching me every fucking day!

As long as there's money, what's the offense?

Anyway, there is already a vengeance, no pit, no pit.

The result was ideal, the fire was hooked up, and things got big. He quietly dispersed his bet of nearly 40 million. He thought he could make at least 120 million. He looked at the start of the race...

Knock!

It's all broken.

Huang Yi was shaking all over his body. The young man was yelling at something. He didn't hear a word. He grabbed the tablet and turned into a pot of porridge in his head.

Wang Yan, you're paralyzed!

Meanwhile, several of the compartments next door are scolding: Huang Yiyi, you're paralyzed!

The emperors have come several times, they are not close to each other, but the big positions are the same, now they are even more uniform.

The last 220 million just came out, and the young ladies immediately reacted, "Shit, I'm fucked!

No one is foolish, looking at the essence through phenomena, that 220 million can only represent one thing - absolute confidence.

This pan will naturally snap onto Huang Yi's head without having to shake it.

Previously, the cargo had been shouting and jumping around like a Zhou star.

Hit me!

You do it!

Young master, can you hold on to this?

Fight if you want!

Yes, Meng Yu wins unstable, Milson wins unstable, but you SSCC wins steadily?

Amateur players, both play and luck, losers don't lose, brother has to bargain with you this time!

Ouch calling for money to be thrown on top, nobody thinks their home wins steadily, but they don't think there's any chance.

Then, watching the game begin, tear the little skirt across the street and smile.

Are you kidding me?

I have 98K!