"Yo ho!"

On both sides of the narrow mountain road.

It's full of screaming boys and girls.

"Buzz!"

Wild engine buzz.

What's more, it pushed the drag racing to the highest tide.

"One last game rule."

Stand in the middle of two top overtakes.

The flamboyant flag girl showed a wanton laugh.

"That is, there are no rules!"

"The first to cross the finish line is the winner!"

A wave of colored flags.

Silver Bugatti Veyron and green Lamborghini poison.

Almost at the same time!

At the same time

Several helicopters rose slowly from the edge of the mountain.

A dozen cameras.

At the same time, it's aimed at the runway down the hill.

"Next, Xiao Wang will broadcast the contest to you in real time."

The host who calls himself Xiao Wang.

I don't know what black technology was used to cover the whole mountain.

"First of all, it's about the people."

"On one side, we are familiar with the top master - Gu Fengmang!"

The voice did not fall.

"Roar

"Gu Fengmang, I love you." "You are the best." "The sharpness is incomparable in the world."

Half a hill.

It's boiling!

It's all cheering for Gu Fengmang.

The host laughs:

"Gu Fengmang, as the king of the track without a crown, has already won an exaggerated ninety-nine consecutive wins."

"Tonight, I'm afraid we can easily win a hundred games in a row."

Just at this time, the camera just gives Gu Fengmang.

"Eh?"

The host slightly a Leng, can't help but doubt voice.

"Strange, Gu Fengmang looks very nervous today

In the camera.

Gu Fengmang nervously grasped the steering wheel, his face and hands were covered with beads of sweat.

"This..."

The crowd on the hill was silent for a moment.

“MD!”

Gu Fengmang gritted his teeth secretly with the steering wheel:

"this is the ultimate gamble of three trillion yuan. Can he not be nervous?"

Ten minutes ago.

"How much money do you have in all?"

The boy named Linbei suddenly said so.

"I'm going to make a bet on your whole fortune."

"One for one, one for one!"

At that time.

Don't say it's him.

Even Qingxuan's blog is stupid.

What kind of self-confidence does this teenager have.

In order to open their own one hundred claims?

What's more exaggerated is

The wealth of Gu Fengmang is 30 billion yuan.

That is to say

If Linbei loses.

That's going to pay three trillion yuan to Gu Fengmang!

"Gudong."

This number, even Qingxuan blog is slightly breathless.

But in the end

Qing Xuan Bo Wen or resolutely nodded.

Because

Qing Xuanchuan said to him: no matter what the situation is, we should ignore all costs.

Support Linbei!

In other words

"The three trillion is true!"

Gu Fengmang grabs the steering wheel and his urine is about to gush out.

Although the ancient family also has some small money.

But he's just a second son who can't be spoiled.

It's only 30 billion!

If this time, he can win the three trillion

Gu Fengmang swallowed and salivated, and did not dare to think about it again.

Think again.

He was afraid that he would really pee out

"Ha ha."

The host said with a dry smile: "it may be that the temperature is a little high tonight, and the ancient front awn just made a little sweat."

Forced round a sentence.

The host said with a smile:

"as for one side of this competition, it is the new comer Lin Bei who has just come to the competition field for the first time

"Cut, it's just a kid." "I dare to challenge Gu Fengmang. I don't know what to do."

All of a sudden, booing continued.

But just then

The camera is on Linbei again.

“……”

The whole hilltop was suddenly quiet again.

Because

Linbei, let alone sweat.Captured by a high power camera.

Linbei's bright and deep eyes, like the sea, are calm.

In this way.

With the tension to, about to urinate Gu Feng mang a contrast.

A high sentence!

Qing Xuan's blog couldn't help exclaiming.

It's Mr. Lin!

Three trillion dollars of gambling, not even an eye blink.

“……”

There was a silence on the mountain.

"Cut, act." "Do you really think you are a drag racing expert with a straight face?" "Gu Fengmang, blow him up for me!"

Hear that.

Qingxuan blog also can't help but some worry.

Although he believed in Linbei's strength and determination.

It can be racing.

It's not just about concentration, it's about technology!

According to Beilin.

He, this is the first time to play drag racing!

…………

Ten minutes later.

"Is Linbei not backward yet?"

"How could it be!"

The people on the mountain cried out in terror.

In the camera.

The silver Bugatti Veyron in Linbei is not only not backward at all.

Even, it has stabilized the front of Gu Fengmang.

Qingxuan Bowen swallowed his mouth and laughed bitterly.

For the first time.

I have the level of a top master.

"I should say, is it Mr. Lin?"