Mi Xiu also said to the camera, "Oh, by the way, master and martial uncle, I'll take out a garbage and come back. Don't forget our bet when I come back."
These words almost instantly aroused the anger of all Chinese racing drivers and fans.
The boy is so angry!
The Chinese team members next to Lin Yan were half angry and said such words on their Chinese territory.
What do you mean Chinese racers will time out when they deliver takeout!
What do you mean, take out the garbage and come back!
The first one mocks Chinese racers, and the second one mocks all racers as rubbish.
The boy is a indiscriminate attack.
"Shit! This boy is too arrogant!"
"Yes, Yang Shen is still there! And our Lin team is also very strong, okay!"
The Chinese racers talked angrily.
However, there is still some lack of confidence when talking.
After all, the other party is an apprentice of langmang. The racing circle has never had a failure like God - the grandson of Yeva, the God of track death!
The name Yeva alone is enough to scare everyone.
Although Yang God is strong and experienced, MISHU's strength can not be underestimated. His talent is even no less than Yang God, who is famous for his talent.
Although Lin Yan won the world's third league championship, she has very little experience in large-scale competitions. Almost no one believes that she can still play stably in this competition.
Lin Yan looked up at the young man who was so arrogant that he flew up in the big screen. He smoked slightly at the corners of his mouth. He didn't see it.
She really didn't want to admit that the boy was her grandson.
He is worthy of being an apprentice of langmang. He has learned ten percent of his skills of ridicule and curse!
No, it should be better than blue.
At this time, Lin Yan's mobile phone suddenly began to ring continuously.
Lin Yandian turns on his cell phone and sees langmang sending messages in the group.
Langmang: [Master, we went to church just now.]
Butcher: [Master, we pray to God that you will win the game.]
Sun shuoran: [of course, Shifu will win! Amen!]
K: [(red envelope) Master No.1]
Obviously, only K has mastered the essence of making Lin Yan win.
With langmang, butcher and sun shuoran also began to give Lin Yan red envelopes.
Although Lin Yan received the red envelope, he didn't speak and deliberately hung these boys.
If you don't teach these smelly boys a lesson, they are afraid to go to heaven.
The competition was divided into two areas a and B. Lin Yan and Yunxuan were divided into area A.
Lin Yan put down his mobile phone and spoke to Yunxuan, "by the way, Yunxuan, when you start the game later, no matter what happens, you just run your own, don't worry about me, just concentrate on your own."
Yunxuan didn't quite understand Lin Yan's meaning, but he nodded cleverly, "I see, master."
Lin Yan thought for a moment and added, "last night, I saw that Albert, who was studying Yeva, quickly entered the corner and wanted to learn?"
Yunxuan was a little embarrassed when he heard the speech, "no... no... how can I learn... It's too difficult... I'm just looking around..."
The fast turning of a race at Albert circuit is one of Yeva's most difficult and famous stunts. Countless people imitate it, but almost no one can show it.
Lin Yan patted Yunxuan on the shoulder, "run well. If you can beat Mi Xiu this time, I'll teach you."