Chapter 499

There is a mountain road in the south of Qingyang City, which is remote and inaccessible. The drag racing race participated by Qidong is located here.

The atmosphere was hot when Yantao and them went.

On the driveway, tens of millions of sports cars lined up, with great momentum and loud cheers.

Porsche, Maserati, Lamborghini... And they are all modified sports cars, arrogant and arrogant.

When Yantao and his party entered, just after the round, the crowd was cheering around the racers.

On the second floor, four or five young people sat around the round table, arrogant and arrogant.

Qi Dong was so thirsty that he felt sad when he saw the place.

"Yantao, the dishes these two days are different from ordinary ones. The prince party from Jiang Province opened them. We can't provoke others. Be careful! Don't be impulsive!"

George's Chinese is not good. With a big tongue, he asked, "what do you mean, too, the crown prince party?"

"It's power, okay?"

Xiang Xiang went up to the second floor first, reported with the group of young people, and soon ran down, "Wang said less. If you want to participate, you can participate, but you lost and doubled your bet."

"What?!"

Qi Dong's eyes widened, doubled more than 600000, and with more than 30 in front, he got nearly a million.

Yan Tao: "yes."

She didn't pay anyway.

Qi Dong

"I have no car!"

Qi Dong racked his brains to save himself, "no car can't compare!"

Xiang Xiang: "Wang Shao said that for the sake of fairness, he kindly provided sports cars. You can choose any one you like."

Qidong... I don't want to pick WOW!

Yantao raised his eyebrows, glanced at the row of cars and said in a light voice, "red."

“OK！”

Xiang Xiang greeted people, "you drive your car to the starting point of the track. Come, come, get ready!"

On the stage, the spectators saw another game, shouted and shouted, waving cloth flags to coax.

When you see the racer sent by the other side, Qidong is not good.

Fan Xinhong!

Fan Xinhong, shit!

Wang Shaoshou is the best racing driver under him. He doesn't want to die. He is best at curve speeding. He is nicknamed crazy lion!

And he also has a habit of tripping when racing with people!

It is said that at least seven people died in his hands!

Fan Xinhong is wearing a white club racing suit. He is half white. He is tall and strong. His hair is dyed golden. Standing by the car, he is like a lion ready to go. He is full of explosive power!

He waved his arms on the stage, and the excited and crazy screams of the audience spread all over the road.

The game full of passion and hormones is the favorite of the audience.

"Crazy lion!"

"Crazy lion!"

"Crazy lion!"

The shouts formed waves. Fan Xinhong threw a proud look at Yantao, with his right index finger facing down, and his actions were full of provocation and contempt.

Qi Dong's face turned white. Facing the crazy lion, Yan Tao, who had not touched the car, could not win

The crowd who watched the excitement thought the same as Qidong.

"Isn't this man crazy? He dares to race with the crazy lion!"

"What an overstatement!"

"You see, the boy lost yesterday and came again. I guess he wanted to find the game. I didn't expect to meet a crazy lion... This is luck, tut..."

"It's a pity... Although it's a little far away, the young man's temperament is really good. Unfortunately, people prefer powerful ones."

Qi Dong's lips turned white. He stretched out his hand and held Yantao's arm. "Yantao, you can't go."

Racing with the crazy lion is likely to lose your life!