Chapter 227： Master (one more seeking subscription)

Ye Chen smiled faintly: "It seems that you are my woman."

At this time, a few young people were surrounded by a clearing.

Zhao Ying said: "They are there, let's drive over."

Ye Chen made a beautiful tail swing and parked the car in the middle of the two cars.

At this time, a sneer sounded: "Zhao Ying, you really dare to come."

Beside the Lamborghini, a Maserati lowered its window.

A woman with a face value of only about 60 points looked at Zhao Ying sarcastically.

The only dazzling thing about this woman is the jewels of her whole body.

Nevertheless, Ye Chen didn't have any interest in seeing the second one after seeing the first glance.

At this time, a joking voice sounded: "Zhao Ying, would you let this little white face race for you?"

It was Tian Biao who was talking.

There is also a young man in his twenties in front of Tian Biao.

Bai Ying, this is the driver I introduced to you, the championship of the China Cross Country, the reserve driver of the Ferrari team, Qin Rui.

There was an uproar on hearing Qin Rui's name.

Qin Rui is a legend in their racing industry.

Once was the holder of this S-class track record.

"Thank you Hani, let's watch this **** kneel and kowtow to us in a while."

Zhao Ying snorted coldly: "It's not always certain who kneels and kowtows to whom, let's just wait and see."

Tian Biao's gaze swept to the side of Ye Chen, his eyes full of jealousy.

For so many years, he has been chasing Zhao Ying.

But let alone his Xiangcha, she hasn't even touched her hand.

Seeing Ye Chen sitting next to Zhao Ying, the two people looked ambiguous, he was going crazy.

"Boy, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

Ye Chen smiled faintly: "What are you betting on?"

"If you lose and kneel and kowtow with this bitch, add another 10 million."

Tian Biao must make this kid pay for the woman who dared to rob him.

Ye Chen listened and nodded: "Yes, you lose."

"Yes." A sinister smile appeared on Tian Biao's face.

At this moment, many rich second generations of Kyoto were onlookers, and they cried in excitement when they heard the gambling.

Tian Biao said to the driver: "Give me this kid and I will give you a million bonus."

"Tian Shao, rest assured, for this kind of amateur driver, I can win with my eyes closed."

Zhao Ying said, "Ye Chen, don't worry, if you lose the money, I will pay it for you."

"Don't worry, you can't lose." Ye Chen was very confident.

Tian Biao said to everyone: "Everyone, everyone knows today's bet. If Zhao Ying's car wins the S-class race, Bai Ying and I will kneel down and give them ten knocks, 10 million yuan, if Zhao Ying Ying lost. Similarly, Zhao Ying and this kid knelt down and banged their heads and gave me 10 million. Here, please give us a testimony."

"Tian Shao, we can testify that if someone loses, the brothers will not let him go."

For this game, many people feel that there is no suspense.

Who is Qin Rui, but the legend of this S-class track, and Qin Rui's car has been modified.

Although Zhao Ying's car is also a supercar, its performance and speed cannot be compared with Qin Rui's car.

"Ye Chen, this time we are a grasshopper tied to a rope. You must win."

"I will try my best." Ye Chen said casually.

"You won't tell me that you can't win." Zhao Ying worried.

"I will bet if I can't win?" Ye Chen smiled confidently.

"Well, it's all up to you this time."

Ye Chen smiled slightly: "That Qin Rui kept the record of this S-class track?"

"Well, he is great, you have to be careful."

"From today, this record belongs to me." Ye Chen grinned.

It's really good to come out and make a car, someone kneels and kowtows, and can still win money.

Ye Chen and Zhao Ying changed positions, and the game is about to begin.

All participating cars drove to the starting point.

The entire arena was covered by the roar of motors.

The dust is flying, like countless drums of war thunder, people can't help but tumult with blood.

The S-class car is the most difficult lane to run in this race, and there are a total of 20 sports cars participating.

Most of the people who can participate in the S-Class are professional drivers or the best of amateur drivers.

This S-class track has nine S-curves, which is called a nine-death chain. One ring is more dangerous than the other. Drivers who have not reached or are close to professional skills are simply unable to run this track. Every year, there will be car crashes. The accident happened.

Ye Chen said to Zhao Ying, "Fasten your seat belt."

"Yeah." Zhao Ying took a deep breath, waiting for the game to start nervously.

Buzzing!

The racing car on the scene made a deafening motor noise.

It was the first time for Zhao Ying to participate in this kind of S-level competition, and she became nervous inexplicably.

boom!

The gunshot sounded, and before Zhao Ying could recover, a strong sense of pushing his back came, Ye Chen had already rushed out under the control of the Lamborghini.

what!

The car speeded up too fast, Zhao Ying felt a strong sense of weightlessness, and she couldn't help but scream.

This feeling is super cool.

Zhao Ying smiled and said: "Ye Chen hurry up, the car behind is about to catch up."

Through the rear-view mirror, Zhao Ying saw the Lamborghini chasing them with more than 20 sports cars in the back.

Ye Chen's start was almost perfect.

You know, if you want to do this, you must have extremely terrifying calculation and reaction capabilities to start suddenly at the moment of the gunshot.

Although it was ahead at the start, due to the poor performance of the car, soon the car behind was getting closer and closer to Lamborghini.

But now is the first detour.

Ye Chen made a beautiful drift, flicked his tail, and Lamborghini easily cornered.

This wave of operation instantly moved Lamborghini away from the car behind, and there were only seven or eight cars that could keep up with Ye Chen.

And behind Ye Chen's car is Qin Rui's car.

Qin Rui deserves to be the record holder on this track, and his strength far exceeds other drivers.

Ye Chen calmly passed two turns, and only Ye Chen's Lamborghini and Qin Rui's two cars were left on the big screen.

In Qin Rui's car, Tian Biao looked ugly.

"Hurry up, hurry up." Tian Biao couldn't help urging Qin Rui.

He clenched his fists tightly, staring at the Lamborghini in front of him, his eyes gloomy.

I originally thought that the opponent was just an amateur driver, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful, leading all the way.

Qin Rui frowned when he heard Tian Biao's urging sound, but did not say a word, staring at the Lamborghini in front of him with piercing eyes.

At this time, Qin Rui was very shocked.

He ran countless times on this track, and for the first time someone led him for so long.

He basically knows all the professional drivers in China, but he has never met this person.

The opponent drove a Lamborghini, which was not as good as his car in terms of performance and speed.

It can be said that the reason why the other party is ahead depends entirely on his own technology.

Qin Rui understands that this time, he has met a master!

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