Chapter 870： This buddy is here to be funny?

When Jiang Siming walked to the entrance, he accidentally saw a few strange figures. It should be said that he was a person whose temperament was incompatible with his own dress, and they were all women.

One of the women was wearing a mask and walking with her head down, as if she was afraid of being recognized.

However, the eyes were looking around, and the azure blue eyes were full of curiosity, as if they had never seen such a picture, as if Monkey King just entered the mortal world and made trouble.

Jiang Siming noticed a touch of familiarity in her eyes, as if she had seen this woman somewhere.

Jiang Siming wanted to brainstorm again, the woman had already walked with his companion, so he was too lazy to think.

It just so happened that the great gods had already arrived, and several young boys were yelling in excitement when they saw so many luxury cars.

The car they drive now is the best of the Great God, but it is just a car worth more than one million.

Put it here, it's no different from a beggar.

"Lao Jiang, you really want to race? Are you sure you can race? This is not driving." Weishen still wanted to confirm.

Driving and racing are completely two concepts.

People who have driven for decades may not be able to compare to the most ordinary professional racer, but the most ordinary professional racer is definitely a good driver!

The difficulty of the car is too high, and it is very dangerous. The Great God is afraid that Jiang Siming will be injured if he is accidentally injured.

After hearing this, Jiang Siming smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Awei, don't worry, you will watch it next to you later and see how Brother takes down the poison."

"Poison? What kind of poison?" Great God still doesn't know the poison. It is estimated that this car is too high. He hasn't touched it yet, and they will never understand it.

"It's a car, it's a bet for the championship tonight." Jiang Siming explained.

"What kind of car is so dragging? Poison? How much is that car worth? Ten million?"

Jiang Siming stretched out two fingers.

"Twenty million, that's not bad."

Jiang Siming shook his head and said: "It's two billion."

Hiss~

A few people took a cold breath, no wonder Jiang Siming was so keen on this competition, tomorrow there will be individual contestants and they will come to participate in the evening.

"Lao Jiang, have you run through the Dao here? If you don't have no experience at all, it would be a disadvantage." Weishen asked.

Jiang Siming smiled confidently, and said, "Anna, they are all vegetables, even if they run every day, they can't run me."

For Jiang Siming's self-confidence, the few of them really don't know what to say, so they can only give cheer and encouragement.

After chatting with them for a while, it was almost time for the race. Jiang Siming asked them to wait and watch, then he turned to the parking lot and drove the car to the track crossing according to the regulations.

Mont Saint-Michel is a very famous racing hill in Paris. Not only does it have extremely difficult nine turns, it is also designated by the city government as a professional racing track.

So no matter what time the car is racing in this place, there is no one on the road, but this place is also risky, and many lanes are close to cliffs.

There are several crashes of vehicles every year, but it is precisely because of the excitement here that many racers prefer to come here to experience it.

In Jiang Siming's eyes, this is a bit like the Qiu Mingshan circuit, which is also a mountain road, famous bends and terrible cliffs.

However, he has never raced in Qiu Ming Mountain, nor has he ever been to Mont Saint-Michel, but he has professional racing skills, and he is confident that he is better than any top racer in the world.

Besides, his physical fitness, reaction, hand speed, and judgment are not comparable to ordinary people.

So they are competing against him?

One after another sports cars drove to the racetrack, according to the order, everyone has his own place.

There are a total of 112 cars in this competition, so many cars cannot be compared at once, so they are divided into several groups, and then the top three of each group are determined and compared together.

Jiang Siming is in the third group, so he doesn't need to move the car for the time being, just wait in the car.

Waiting for boredom, Jiang Siming ordered a smoke to wait for the other two groups to finish.

Each group of games is fast, because there is only one lap, but waiting for the final is five laps.

The first group started the competition. As the guns rang, the cars roared forward and everyone wanted to seize the opportunity.

A lap was also fast, but the car appeared in five minutes, a cool silver Koenigsegg.

This car left behind the second runner-up Bugatti for a full hundreds of meters, and has already secured victory in advance.

Jiang Siming asked Xiaoxian to check the identity of the person who got off the car, and the information he got was a little unexpected. He was a well-known professional racer and had the reputation of a French car god.

In the second group, there is also a very fast character. This person drives an Aston Martin and goes out at the same speed.

Xiaoxian reported that this person is also a professional racer and has won many championships.

Jiang Siming saw that the two of them had a pleasant chat with a distinguished man in front of the organizer after the comparison.

The two of them are actually friends of this expensive man, and the purpose is to keep his poison and achieve the goal of earning the registration fee without losing the prize.

This way he is the biggest winner, which can be seen in many competitions.

It's just that Jiang Siming is very disdainful, he has to do this car.

After the first two groups were compared, and the third group came, Jiang Siming drove the car to the starting point of the track.

His position is not very good. It is the outermost position. The car closest to the inner side has the most advantage, because your distance is shorter than the others.

In fact, according to the rules, Jiang Siming should be a bit forward on the outside, so that it is fair.

But this kind of non-professional racing car at the pheasant level, he doesn't want it too much, and it doesn't matter.

The third group of matches is about to begin.

The roar of more than twenty supercars, and the cheering of thousands of onlookers, formed a sleepless mountain this night.

"Princess, we should go back."

"Yes, princess, the queen will be very angry if she is found if she doesn't go back."

In the crowd, several women gathered around a woman wearing a mask and whispered.

The girl wearing a mask finally came out, so naturally she didn't want to go back so soon.

"I promise you, I'll go back when the game is over, okay?" The girl was not very proud, and used a very pleading tone.

Good upbringing made her never have any impolite tone to outsiders or even subordinates.

The maids couldn't bear to refuse, so they agreed.

After the girl thanked her happily, she continued to watch this **** match.

"Ames, I heard that you know racing well, can you explain to me, who can hope to win the championship?" the girl asked.

A maid explained: "For the time being, only two groups have been compared, and I can't predict the princess, but the first and second groups are professional racers."