Chapter 37

Brother Qiang drove the car to the track. The sound of the motor attracted the attention of the whole race field.

Although this is a place for black car racing, there are many people. Moreover, in order to increase the gimmick, the track design of this stadium is very tortuous. It is not only the flat road, but also the earth road imitating the mountain, even the steep slope. This is why the black car race likes to choose here.

The cost is proportional to the benefits. In this racetrack, there are countless scrapped cars and disabled people. However, this is not a reason to organize people to go crazy.

Lingxiaoya's Ferrari is too luxurious, which is rare here. In order to create an atmosphere, qiangge's staff are still constantly promoting the game.

Not yet started, the bet has been spread all over the world, staring at Ling Xiaohan's eyes more.

To tell you the truth, such a beautiful woman is indeed coveted, but there are few such as brother Qiang.

Zhang Xingyun leaned against Buick and smoked. Seeing Ling Xiaohan's frown, she couldn't help saying, "you just had confidence in me. How can you be so anxious?"

"Who knows he can drive my sister's car. You compare Buick with him, don't you want to die?" Ling Xiaohan's face of resentment.

As a matter of fact, Ling Xiaohan's idea is that most people think that Zhang Xingyun's Buick can surpass Ferrari.

Not to mention the performance of the car, brother Qiang has been in this parking lot for a long time, and his reputation is still very high. The title of "little bully" in Yingdu is also called out here.

But no one has ever seen Zhang Xingyun. Aren't all the newcomers here? Challenge brother Qiang directly. It's really

If you want to open a disk, you should only have Ling Xiaohan pressure him, or because you bet on yourself, otherwise, she will not believe that Zhang Xingyun can be too strong brother.

"Don't be so pessimistic."

"Can you not be pessimistic? How sure are you that you can win?" Ling Xiaohan is most concerned about this matter.

"Eighty percent." In fact, Zhang Xingyun wanted to say a hundred, but he was afraid that Ling Xiaohan would not believe it, so he said less.

However, even so, Ling Xiaohan is also a face of disbelief.

Zhang Xingyun doesn't want to explain any more. Anyway, the result will be good. Whether he wins or not, he won't let Ling Xiaohan have an accident.

The broadcast of the site has begun to broadcast the journey of two people. Zhang Xingyun touches Ling Xiaohan's head and gets on the car.

Two Buick and Ferrari stopped at the starting line side by side, and the surrounding voices were mostly disdainful of Buick challenging Ferrari.

Zhang Xingyun can hear clearly, but he only sneers at him. He is not worried about the race schedule of this level.

As the flag was lowered, brother Qiang ran out in a Ferrari, and the dust blurred Zhang Xingyun's sight. Ling Xiaohan looked at strong brother driving Ferrari disappeared. He stood in the audience and yelled, "brother-in-law, come on, hurry up!"

Strong brother's hand looked at Ling Xiaohan's appearance, can't help laughing, "sister, don't waste your effort, have you ever seen Buick run Ferrari?"

"Go away." Lingxiaohan said to them without being angry.

Rationally, Ling Xiaohan certainly doesn't believe that with that broken car, she can run past her elder sister's Ferrari, but from the bottom of her heart, she thinks Zhang Xingyun can win.

"Well, when the evening comes, my brothers will clean you up and let you dance for a while." Strong brother's hand severely scraped Ling Xiaohan one eye.

After all, he is the woman that his boss likes. He doesn't speak, so he doesn't dare to act rashly.

Ling Xiaohan's attention is all on Zhang Xingyun's birth. He is too lazy to pay attention to them. Seeing Zhang Xingyun still walking slowly, this person is not good.

Take out the phone from the bag, although I believe her brother-in-law will win, but it is really too difficult. Looking at Ling Xiaoya's phone, she thought for a while, but still didn't dial out.

If Ling Xiaoya knew about this, she would be furious, and she would see herself dead in the future, not to mention buying a car.

On the field, last sitting in Ferrari, leisurely place on a cigarette, "millions of cars are not the same, cool!" He also deliberately squealed the accelerator.

Zhang Xingyun has lost sight of Ferrari, but he is not in a hurry. There are three laps in total. It is still a long time. He has to be familiar with the car.

If Ling Xiaohan knew Zhang Xingyun's idea, what expression would he make.

However, Zhang Xingyun is still familiar with the Buick, but the speed has been accelerating. Even when he turns the corner, he doesn't slow down. It's not that he doesn't understand, but that he has enough control over the car.

However, in the eyes of the audience in the venue, this is not the case, full of ridicule.

Zhang Xingyun drives to qiangge, although he can't understand why he catches up, but the fact is in front of him, he has to shake off Zhang Xingyun.

However, to his surprise, Zhang Xingyun has not been dumped by himself since he caught up with him, which made him impatient and stepped on the accelerator more and more fiercely.

Zhang Xingyun follows his car and is frightened. Obviously, Wang Qiang's speed has exceeded his control range. The whole car has begun to float.Sure enough, in a sharp turn, a guardrail was hung up and a long line was drawn on the car body.

Zhang Xingyun's flesh aches. How much does it cost to repair the car once? How can the security guard's wages be enough?

In this way, Zhang Xingyun didn't dare to force Wang too hard. He still wanted to take the car back.

But Wang Qiang didn't want to slow down. Even Zhang Xingyun followed him, he couldn't accept it. Anyway, he was an English overlord. How could a hairy boy steal the limelight?

After two laps, Zhang Xingyun is 100 meters away from Wang Qiang, not too far away.

Along the way, Wang Qiang rubbed his car against Zhang Xingyun. He even began to want to find a way back for himself. Ling Xiaoya got angry. He was absolutely unable to resist it. He could not put the matter on Ling Xiaohan's head. Otherwise, he would not be a man.

When there was a curve and a steep slope on the last lap, Zhang Xingyun seemed to have been left behind by Wang Qiang.

When Wang Qiang appeared at the top of the slope with Ferrari, his group of people began to cheer. The audience was also ignited by the atmosphere, shouting the British city bully. Only Ling Xiaohan nervously looked at the track.

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