Chapter 383

So, although the mask man wants to get rid of the mask woman, he is also powerless? Can't give up?

At this moment, a Feng's imagination has begun to explode.

"Ah Feng, just her?" The partner behind him has already met him, pointing to Yu Se and asking if a Feng is his racing rival.

"Well." A Feng's voice weakened a little, and her eyes were all on Mo Jingyao. Although she suspected that this man might be a little white face raised by a mask, she just couldn't let it go.

Even if you can't see the man's real face, but the grace and ease of this man's gestures make her heart beat faster every time.

How handsome.

She's going to make a decision on this man.

Not really. She shared a man with the mask girl, and she agreed.

At that time, she and the man will directly step on the mask woman under the foot, as long as she can make the man happy and make the man addicted to her, at that time, how to torture the mask woman is not easy to capture, maybe you can let the mask woman lie on the ground and bark at school.

Some rich women are willing to be cheap for their beloved men.

"Ah Feng, the referee is here. It's about to start." One side of the fellow racing driver, awakened the mind, floating far in the must have a Feng.

A Feng this just recollects, "get in the car, I must win that woman."

"Ah Feng, I won the woman. You took McLaren and sold the car directly. Then you gave me a third of it." The racing driver said while holding the mobile phone recording, for fear that a Feng would repent.

"OK, don't ink, go to the referee to sign up for certification. I a Feng said that I would do it." However, at this time, a Feng is a little regretful that she promised to give too much. One third of the money for selling McLaren's car will cost at least 6.7 million yuan. She should not have promised so much before. At most, one tenth is a gift. However, at this point, I am afraid that the man will not be serious about racing.

Forget it. First you win the mask. The woman wins the next. McLaren wins the man.

For the first time in a race car.

However, with Mo Jingyao at her side, she did not panic.

As soon as he was about to give his name, the man raised his hand and motioned to the referee. Then he said, "just call her Miss Yu."

"Yes, less ink." The referee nodded respectfully. Although Mo Jingyao was wearing a mask, he knew the car behind him even though he didn't recognize him.

The streamlined racing car in sapphire blue is one of the most powerful cars he has ever seen on the Mikado circuit.

After registering the metaphor information, the referee turned to a Feng's fellow racer and said, "it's your turn to register the information."

Different tone, absolutely different treatment.

The racing driver was a little nervous. He turned his head and took a look at ah Feng. "The other side seems to have a big head."

"Don't worry, even if the woman's background is not small, but her man wants to give me a car, she dare not fart a, in the final analysis, it's just a pug in front of her man, don't be afraid, go and register." A Feng takes another look at the metaphor. She can't see her true face with a mask on her face. As for her figure, she can definitely be described as an airport. She still wants to compete with her. Sooner or later, she will fall out of favor.

Think of here, she stood very proud of the upper circumference, all over the body is the provocation of metaphor.

The driver then confidently went to the referee and reported his identity.

Then, provocatively, he waved his fist at the metaphor, "call me dad when I lose."

Yu se didn't expect the racer to be so arrogant. He immediately returned a fist and said, "call me grandma when I lose."

"Think of the United States, then if you dare not call my father, Dad directly let you kneel kowtow."

"When you lose, you kowtow."

"Lose you."

Two people confrontation on the car, Mo Jingyao funny looking at the angry girl, hoarse coax way: "deep breathing, do not need for personal slag angry, you win him is everything." Then, personally carefully fasten the seat belt for the metaphor.

The safety belt on the racing car is more complicated than that of the ordinary car, which is also to ensure the safety of the driver.

With a click, the seat belt is fastened.

"Focus, focus." Mo Jingyao said in a low voice.

He nodded and his eyes fell on the referee at the edge of the track.

At this time, she didn't notice that all her seat belts were fastened, but Mo Jingyao only wore the seat belt on her waist, which was to ensure that he could help her drive at any time.

As long as there is something wrong with the metaphor, he immediately moves forward.

That's why he got on the copilot.

It is to protect the safety of metaphor.

He can get hurt, but not color.

The flag in the referee's hand waved three times, and then the brush fell.

That's the signal to start.

At the moment when the flag fell, Yu se started the car, three seconds faster than the opponent, because she was always staring at the referee's hand, absolutely focused.The car roared out, and the metaphor directly occupied the innermost track. At the same time, the eyes also moved to the front of the car. In the direct view, the eyes were full of confidence.

That is the confidence that Mo Jingyao brought to her.

If he dares to take her car, it means that he is optimistic about her.

Straight line.

Curve.

Then straight line.

Take another bend.

It's past, in a twinkling of an eye.

The metaphor became excited.

The male Racer at the back tried hard to overtake her car, but because she occupied the innermost lane, she rushed up several times and ended up in vain.

He can't pass her car.

"Focus, focus, he's overtaking again." Don't pour cold water on her side.

Yu Seton put off his excitement and drove the car again.

As long as you focus on changing speed, you can only move your mind in a moment.

Ten times down, the metaphor is still ahead.

But the car that followed followed was not left behind at all.

There's always a sense of surpassing her.

So, she didn't dare to relax at all.

There is a curve ahead.

The car behind will automatically follow the figurative car without overtaking.

However, just as the sapphire blue car was just passing the corner, the red car suddenly accelerated.

Overtaking in a straight line is probably the easiest.

"Stay in the lane. Don't change gears." Seeing that the car was about to surpass his own, Yu se could not help but speed up. Unexpectedly, the man on the side of the body reminded her in a low voice.

Look at the dial. The speed has reached the limit. However fast it is, it is easy to cause danger.

Mo Jingyao reminded me.

The red car's car has exceeded half of the parking space, but the metaphor is still slow, still maintaining the normal speed, occupying the inner lane.

Curve.

The red car, which did not fully overtake her car, had to slow down on the curve.

"Punk, aren't you the number one racer in midfield? Even a woman who just got a driver's license can't surpass it. I tell you, if you lose, you'll have to pay my mother two million yuan, otherwise, I won't let you off. " A Feng is in a hurry.