God of Life

The Emperor's side of the sky was so angry that for just a minute, he belled, he didn't know how many things he had broken.

The other three, as well as the lively people and horses along the way, were similarly pissed off.

We don't dare hope to win the championship, but you can't fool us like that, Grass!

Yao's little brother fell off a bottle of wine, but he still didn't understand. He copied up the other one and was leaving.

“Stop! What are you doing? ”

Yao Xiao shouted, “Get rid of Nima! That son of a bitch's got a hole in him. Let's go knock him out! ”

Everybody keeps up with each other.

“Yes! He pulled Pan out. He said nothing like that, his strength was almost equal, he had a chance to win the championship, but he hid his hands behind his back and tied us to the pit! ”

“Pan Xiao himself has a bet of 5 million, his own people are in the pit, dead father and son are inhuman, beat him up! ”

“Brother, when are we going to lose money? ”

“Cut off the spicy little father-in-law, let's carry it together! ”

Big Brother Yokohama is angry: “Don't make people laugh, we can't lose! ”

After a pause, he said, "It's in the Devil's Door! ”

In fact, the last sentence is the main reason.

There were girls in the company, pulling the most impulsive ones, one by one, and slowly pressing things down.

“We don't have a lot of money. We can't afford to lose. It's because of our chance to report it sooner or later! ”

Everyone is still scolding, but no longer impulsive.

This is not a good opportunity to turn your face around, and there is still a glimmer of hope in our minds that the game has not yet begun.

Even if Pan can't win, as long as it's not Wang Yan who wins, their anger can still be exhaled.

However, if in the end it is truly a championship, then...

Now the backlog of emotions will finally reach that fateful peak.

……

In the SMA Club in D.C., the mood of a traveler is much more stable.

Because Liu Shunqi said so himself before: “I am good at drifting, the technical habit of running regular racetracks is too bad, with a focus on participation. Don't give me too much hope, brothers. ”

Then symbolically push yourself a million, pull down.

So what you mean is done.

Except for the few who want to beat the cold door, it's basically 100,000 at home, 500,000 at the top of the list, and so on.

But complaining is inevitable.

“How dare you play with the devil? ”

“Grass, ever since, the devil has been black! ”

“Are you afraid of the dark? Then B won't even let go of his wife...”

“The difference between man and man is bigger than the difference between man and dog, look at Liu Godo's warfare, and look at that B! ”

“No, the more I want to get angry! I'm going out and I'm going around the other room. Is anybody coming? ”

A few eyes lit up.

This is to hook up... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Everyone scattered decisively and went to meet acquaintances.

Everywhere I go, I'm sure I'm yelling at you.

I've never seen anything like this before. A good father-son game, a normal line, winning and losing are all in between. Then you invited my real dad. What's this called?

That's right, that 220 million is down, and everyone already thinks Wang Yan is his real father.

Although few people know Wang Yan.

Dude Tang didn't press a penny. He was just looking at the noise and relaxing his mood. Now he suddenly thinks, it's funny, it's so funny.

“That number four, where did you invite him? ”

Most of the compartments were company affiliates and Hong Kong Island friends, and there was a lot of curiosity.

The little brother being watched is a member of the SSCC and is related to the Tang family, so get to know him a little bit.

“Just a lot of people invited in on the normal route... home in Mining Province, should be a bit of a force, seems to be a live broadcast company? ”

Huo Jia XiaoEr from Hong Kong Island asked with interest: "Aren't you a professional driver? ”

“Definitely not! ”

The little brother shook his head resolutely: “Although the nickname is Car God, this guy never came down for a full lap, even came to the car park a few times. The seat driver is a Mercedes-Benz G65, and he doesn't seem very interested in racing at all. ”

“Interesting! ”

After listening to the introduction, people became more interested.

“A man who never races, worth 300 million? ”

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

Of course, 86 million is the normal number, and the rest is Mad Major Wang himself.

The little brother laughed: “Nobody knows his true strength, but many of the guys who have seen him drive say he is extremely talented and a genius driver...”

Prince Tong shook his head with regret: "Too bad we don't have time. Otherwise, I really want to push him 10 million and make a fuss. ”

Prince Huo glanced at him with surprise: "Huh? Cheng, you never gamble. ”

“Yeah, I don't bet. ”

Tonga Cheng smiled slightly, warm as a jade, and looked extremely happy: “But this time, it's not a bet. ”

Prince Huo was dumb.

If a person dares to lean on himself, who can be sure that this is a madness, or a confidence that… will prevail?

This dude, that's funny!

……

Wang Yan sat in the 918 cab, wearing thick protective clothing, heavy and dull, but in a relaxed mood.

Jianwu and Xia Yu stood outside the departure area, nervous and agitated, constantly shook their fists and shouted for gas.

They're not confident.

No, more precisely, because the stakes are too high, they inevitably suffer.

Wang Yan had no psychological burden at all.

120 million, four months of breathing wages, what if you lose?

And who can beat themselves?

Amateur is amateur, can't come out of the dragon.

Physical qualities, length of training, skills, experience, courage, nothing, how to play with a profession?

Schumacher can only take the 9th or 3rd month after he retires once, falling into the position of a professional goalkeeper, and then only having experience.

How can a group of young masters with no more than 75 points of attribute and far from masterclass driving skills make the same technical action as themselves?

Wang Yan is 100% confident in winning.

The only question is how much to win.

Before, there were many eyes and eyes. Major Wang was as close to the enemy as possible. His attitude was cautious. Then he kept saying, "I haven't participated in a formal competition”, “I'm all good at it”, “Give it a try”...

Do you really think my dog is being modest?

Just one hand.

I didn't expect Huang Yiyi to be such a thief. I couldn't help but get caught in this cargo pit.

Pull my crotch, huh?

All right, pull it over and see who's tough!

Wang Yan knew very well that the money won the burning hand.

Winning, it's not hard, it's how it ends.

Fortunately, there's a pot on the stove, and if I don't add a light, I'm so sorry about today!

There is a straight track in front of you, and the sound of the engine on the ear, but the mind of the young man has flew to the end of the race.

A lot of people whisper on the channel in their wild thoughts.

The first is Black Tiger's bliss: “The sand sculpture is blocked, hahahahaha! ”

Li Yixiang smiled: “They are all Huaxia's children. The foreign brothers are a little irritable. As landlords, we need to understand! ”

Liu Night is worse: “Now it's just a split fire. When Wang Zi takes down the prize money, that's when it really explodes! So... don't hesitate, let him explode! ”

“Ha-ha-ha! ”

Everyone laughed happily for a while, watching the game begin immediately, on a private channel, suddenly sounding a new alarm.

“Brother, we're in big trouble! ”

“The three clubs of Dido and CQ have joined forces to hang you and guarantee Milson the championship! ”

At the same time, Wang Yan deeply stepped on the throttle.