Wang Yue felt that Yang Long was very special.

He didn't have the momentum of the second generation rich, arrogant or pretentious.

On the contrary, there is an unpredictable cold mountain, this feeling, he has only seen in the elders of the grandfather's generation.

From the initial indifference, to gradually feeling that this person is extraordinary, Wang Yue's state of mind is constantly changing.

I have met so many people in recent years. He has never cared about how rich the other party is and what his family background is, because it doesn’t matter to him.

But when he saw Yang Long, he wanted to know, which family did he cultivate such a child?

Wang Yue stood up, stretched out his hand to Yang Long and smiled, "Reagree, Wang Yue!"

"Yang Long!"

After a short handshake with him, Yang Long quickly let go.

"Mr. Yang!"

Wang Yue smiled and pointed to the runway below, asking in a speeding sports car, "Are you interested in comparing it?"

"Okay!"

Yang Long said, "But my car skills are not good?"

"It doesn't matter, I am not a professional driver!"

Wang Yue immediately made an invitation gesture, "Please! Mr. Yang!"

Aside from Zhanyang, he wondered why Wang Yue suddenly changed so much.

You know, there are so many rich second generations in Modu. I haven't seen who he called Mr. Yang. Even for his elders, he is also worthy of his uncle.

Get downstairs.

When the rich second generation saw Wang Yue, they all showed a respectful look and shouted, "The less!"

"You guys play yours!"

Wang Yue waved his hand and ignored any of them, but turned to Yang Long and said, "Mr. Yang, please!"

He suddenly came to such a sentence that shocked the rich second generation.

Looking at Yang Long again, I couldn't help but wonder, who is this man?Why did Wang Yue have such an attitude towards him?

"Young Dragon!"

Zhanyang followed, shaking the car key in his hand, "Will I drive my McLaren P1?"

"no need!"

Yang Long smiled, "Friendly match, for excitement and enjoyment, not for car skills and speed!"

With that said, he looked at Wang Yue.

Wang Yue also nodded: "Yes, we are not professional drivers, we don't need to be more competitive!"

Having said that, the two of them must compete to win or lose.

It's just that they won't take the initiative to speak out, but they will fall off.

Those rich second generation heard Yang Long and Wang Yue want to race together and naturally wanted to bet.

But after hearing the words of the two, I don't know if I should place this bet.

Yang Long got into Koenigsegri, just fastened his seat belt, the co-pilot door suddenly opened, and a short-haired girl wearing Bi Ni sat directly in.

"What are you doing?"

He was stunned and asked.

The girl hadn't spoken yet, Zhan Yang smiled outside the car: "She's helping you lead the way!"

"A pilot is needed for this circuit?"

Yang Long asked unexpectedly.

But seeing that Wang Yue was also seated by a girl, at this time, he and the short-haired girl in the Yang Long car were pointing their middle fingers at each other, sticking out their tongues, and doing some provocative actions. They immediately understood that this was not a navigator at all. In order to excite the driver and stir up the driver's emotions.

Two cars drove to the middle/center of the track.

A woman wearing a cheongsam came to the middle, holding two flags in her hand.

"Handsome, come on!"

The short-haired girl next to him said, "If you win, I will help you solve it!"

The words terrified Yang Long, staring at her: "What are you talking about?"

"It's exciting to see you, this is our rule here!" The short-haired girl smiled, "If you can win three straight in a row today, and it's all my co-pilot,

Yang Long shook his head and grunted.

In this case, it does not matter if you win or lose, even...he still wants to lose a little.

"Prepare, prepare, start!"

As the starter's flag dropped, Koenigsegg of Yang Long and Pagani of Wang Yue started ejecting at the same time and ran out.

The starter girl's cheongsam was instantly cut into two halves.

Of course, this scene Yang Long can no longer see. At this moment, his attention is only the road ahead.

"Wow, wow! Come on!"

The short-haired beauty beside him shouted excitedly.

Fortunately, Lin Chen was wearing a helmet and heard her voice, not as loud as the body shaking.

Pagani always wanted Yang Long to have a body, which was related to Wang Yue's familiarity with the terrain.

And Yang Long not only did not apply for it, but did not even test run, it is already very good to be able to follow Wang Yue closely.

The short-haired beauty next to him was very anxious. When the first lap was finished, he even shouted wildly: "Hurry! Hurry up over him!"

Yang Long vaguely heard what she said, and was even more speechless. Do you want to show your kou skills?

In the car in front.

Wang Yue glanced in the rearview mirror and Yang Long kept following behind him. He couldn't help but smile, and asked the beautiful woman next to him, "Shall we let him?"

"why?"

The beauty asked curiously.

Wang Yue smiled and reached out to live with her, and the speed of the car naturally dropped.

After Yang Long surpassed, it was found that Wang Yue actually slowed down.

In terms of traffic conditions, Pagani is more powerful than his Koenigsegg and accelerates faster than a hundred kilometers.

It is normal for Yang Long to lose, but Wang Yue's car is good and he is familiar with the road conditions.

However, since the opportunity was given, Yang Long was also unwilling to give up. After drifting and turning, he stepped on the accelerator and continued to accelerate on a straight road.

"Wow! Don't let them catch up!"

The short-haired girl turned her head and shouted at the back.

Yang Long also glanced at the rearview mirror and found that Pagani started to catch up after a beautiful drift, and soon approached Konigseg.

"It turned out that it was this attention!"

Yang Long understood immediately.

It doesn't matter what you have been leading in the front. It feels more exciting if you can lag behind and overtake.

As a result, Königseg suddenly slapped to the left and flicked to the right, and Pagani in the back suddenly slowed down, fearing to bump into it.

Taking advantage of his opportunity to slow down, Yang Long stepped on the throttle, and the front was just the next turn. He directly killed the steering wheel. The throttle and the brake were pressed simultaneously. After drifting directly over the corner, he continued to drift forward, like a stroke. After a big bend, leaving tire marks all over the place, after returning to the right path, continue to move forward.

"I depend!"

Wang Yue was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Yang Long to dare to drive like this?

Koenigsegg was almost thrown out in front of his eyes, and the other party drifted, he did not dare to accelerate, and in case of a collision, at this speed, he would definitely die.

Wang Yue was very sad.

He could only watch Yang Long running across the finish line, and he followed behind to arrive slowly.

"Wow! You really won?"

After taking off the helmet, Yang Long heard the short hair woman beside him exclaimed.

When she drifted just now, she closed her eyes directly and dared not get out of the atmosphere while leaning on the seat.

Now that she finally stopped, she was terrified when she faded.