Chapter 599

Because, at the beginning of the competition, the Korean underground racing industry gave the Chinese underground racing industry a bad start!

Chen Feng was not interested in this. After a look, he withdrew his eyes. He took the elevator with yuwenbo and Ji Hong to the third floor, and then entered a reserved box. It is also the most luxurious box in the VIP Hall. It covers an area as large as a small movie hall.

"Chen Shao, Ji Shao, Bo Shao!"

In the box, a beautiful narrator and two beautiful waiters in cheongsam had been waiting for a long time. When they saw three people entering the box, they bowed to say hello.

"Wenbo, let them out." Chen Feng smiles at three people, and then settles on Yu Wenbo.

"Yes, brother Feng."

Although I don't know why Chen Feng didn't let the announcer and the beautiful waiters stay here, Yu Wenbo took the order at the first time, then waved his hand to signal the three people to leave.

At the same time, a screen again showed that three or two motorcycles with Koryo license plates were the first to rush through the monitoring office.

"If nothing happens, you lose the first game." Seeing this, Chen Feng said.

"We are not as good as the Koryo people when we play motorcycles." Yu Wenbo nodded, he also saw that the game was going to lose.

"What's the stake in this game?" Chen Feng asked.

"Not much. A million dollars."

Yu Wenbo replied: "in the next five races, the first four races are three million dollars, six million dollars, eight million dollars and ten million dollars respectively. In the last game, my master and Koryo car king Pu Changjun compete, and the bet is 100 million dollars."

"It seems that the last game is the main thing." Chen Feng said.

"Yes, Chen Shao. Whether it's the stakes or the significance, the last game is crucial

This time Ji Hong nodded and then added: "however, although the stakes in the previous races are not big, they are also related to the face of the whole Chinese underground racing industry."

"Well."

Chen Feng nodded, then took the red wine from yuwenbo, gently shaking the glass.

Because of the competition to be held later, yuwenbo and Jihong did not serve wine, but served champagne.

As Chen Feng three people judge, the first race, China underground car industry lost.

Three Koryo motorcyclists drove their cars through the finish line successively, occupying the top three places, while the remaining three Huaxia motorcyclists crossed the finish line after 30 seconds, 52 seconds and 84 seconds respectively, which was not small.

"Tiger, the second game, we must win it!"

With the end of the race, Ji Hong picked up his mobile phone and dialed the phone of the Chinese driver in the second race, who was a member of the Huaxia super running club.

"Don't worry, the president will take it!"

Soon, a voice came from the receiver, full of confidence.

Ji Hong stopped talking and hung up the phone.

At the same time, two drivers' messages appeared on the screen of the box.

Chinese driver: Wu Hu, male, 22 years old, a member of Huaxia super running club. He has participated in Nangang and Busan underground racing competitions and won 12 and 16 places respectively. He did not enter the black car list. The odds of winning: 9.

Koryo driver: Asano Youji, male, member of Gaoli Chaorun club. Up to now, he has only participated in the underground racing competition in Korea, and has not been listed in the black car list. The winning odds are 9.

"Do you know anything about Koryo drivers?" Seeing the information on the screen, Chen Feng asked.

"Not really."

Yu Wenbo hesitated for a moment and said: "because, in addition to park Changjun and his apprentice Li Dongqing, the others only took part in the Korean domestic competition, and there was hardly any competition video and information."

"Does the other party know about the Chinese drivers?" Chen Feng asked again.

"They should know more about them than we do."

Hearing this, Yu Wenbo suddenly realized something. He frowned and said, "because all the drivers sent by Koryo are unknown drivers. Apart from Shifu and me, we don't ask other top ten drivers of China to participate in the race. All of them let the brothers from the super running club participate in the race. And all the participants have participated in the competition outside

"It seems that you are going to be trapped in Wenbo. Not out of my expectation, they are prepared. Although those Koryo drivers are not famous, their strength should not be bad. "

After hearing Yu Wenbo's reply, Chen Feng made such a judgment by associating Park Changjun and other arrogant people.

Shua!

Yu Wenbo and Ji Hong changed their faces and did not say anything.

The facts confirmed Chen Feng's judgment.

In the next two races, Huaxia drivers all lost, and there was a lot of time behind, which was a complete defeat!

In the third race, the strength of the Chinese driver was stronger, which was second only to yuwenbo in the whole Super Race Club. However, the strength of the opponent was stronger. During the first half of the race, the Chinese driver could still keep up with him. In the second half of the race, the Korean driver directly used the advantages of several U-shaped and S-shaped curves to completely leave the Chinese driver behind!Including the motorcycle race, is about to lose four games in a row!

This result, let Yu Wen Bo and Ji Hong's facial expression unusual ugly.

"Wenbo, is the next match yours?" Chen Feng saw this and asked.

"Yes, brother Feng."

Yu Wenbo nodded with a depressed face. He never dreamed that the first four games would end in such a way.

"Let's go down. You can adjust your mind and do the preparatory work." Chen Feng patted Yu Wenbo on the shoulder to show comfort, but he was worried.

With yuwenbo's current state, it's not suitable for the competition, but Chen Feng also knows that it's unrealistic to stop yuwenbo's competition at this juncture, which will make him feel worse than killing yuwenbo!

"Yes, brother Feng."

Yu Wenbo nodded, then got up and followed Chen Feng downstairs with Ji Hong.

At the start of the track, the temporary stage has been removed, the campfire is still on, and the music is still ringing, but the audience's passion on both sides of the track is completely extinguished.

They came here, in addition to feeling the excitement of racing, they also want to see the Chinese drivers beat the Korean drivers.

With such a purpose, they saw that Huaxia drivers had lost in a row for three times, and then they were about to lose four consecutive times. How could they have any passion?

While the Chinese drivers and the audience were depressed, park Changjun and all the Koryo drivers stood on both sides of the starting point of the track, singing Koryo songs in succession to celebrate the victory of the race.

"Hum ~"

later, before waiting for Chen Feng and the three people to approach, the deafening roar of a sports car goes from far to near, and a Lamborghini with a Koryo license plate takes the lead in rushing through the end of the track.

"Yes

"Beautiful!"

"The underground racing car is too rubbish

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