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"WTF¡¡"
Xiao Yu cursed angrily.
In the past, he would have been a little wary of Zhou Chen.
After all, Zhou Chen is still the eldest son of Yanjing no matter what.
Although the Xiao family is good, compared with the wealthy families in Yanjing, it is still far behind.
But it¡¯s different now.
Now he is the number one "horse boy" under Su Lang.
Chen Zhou?
Who is Zhou Chen?
??Xin Yu doesn¡¯t care at all.
Xiao Yu then looked at Su Lang: "Brother Lang, can I sit in and give it a try?"
"sure."
"Thank you, Brother Lang"
With excitement, Xiao Yu stretched out his hand to touch the body of the golden supercar like a pilgrim.
Originally, Xiao Yu "loved cars as much as his life", but now with a golden supercar worth more than 2 billion placed in front of him, he almost jumped up with excitement.
After a while, Xiao Yu reached out to open the door, held the steering wheel with excitement, and gently stepped on the accelerator.
"Boom!"
The next second, the eight-cylinder engine made a deafening roar.
The sound was so loud that everyone¡¯s heart trembled.
"It's great! It's so great!"
¡°This feeling is so great!¡±
Xiao Yu clenched the steering wheel with both hands, his whole body shaking with excitement.
After a while, Xiao Yu gradually calmed down.
"Hoo~"
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yu said: "Brother Lang, let that boy have a taste of his power"
Su Lang turned to look at Zhou Chen on the starting line, with a faint smile on his face.
He felt that Zhou Chen might not realize the seriousness of the problem.
Hold the steering wheel with one hand.
Master driving skills triggered successfully!
"Boom~"
With the roar of the engine, the "golden supercar" shot out like an arrow from the string.
"coming."
Looking at the speeding Su Lang, Zhou Chen narrowed his eyes.
He has been learning to race cars since he was a child, and he is very confident in his driving skills.
Although it is not yet a world-class driver.
But it can barely reach the level of domestic professional drivers.
Dealing with Su Lang is not easy.
"Haha, Su Lang, just pretend, you will cry later."
Zhou Chen smiled viciously.
He has decided that he will throw Su Lang away at least ten times later, not even one less.
"Crunch~"
A sharp brake mark brought Zhou Chen back to reality.
The golden supercar has stopped steadily next to him.
The car window lowered, revealing Su Lang's handsome face.
Looking at Su Lang's handsome face, Zhou Chen's face sank for no reason.
Whether it¡¯s the car or the looks, he is far behind Su Lang!
"Mr. Zhou, how can we compare?"
Su Lang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at Zhou Chen with a smile.
"It's very simple. Run 30 laps around the track. Who wants to win after finishing the race? What do you think, Mr. Su?"
Zhou Chen said.
"Of course." Su Lang nodded.
It doesn¡¯t matter to Su Lang whether it¡¯s not just 30 laps, but 50 laps.
Anyway, it¡¯s impossible for Zhou Chen to win.
Zhou Chen nodded: "By the way, Mr. Su, would you like to run two laps to get familiar with the venue and warm up the tires?"
"No need."
For someone with master-level driving skills, it doesn¡¯t matter whether the tires are hot or not.
¡°That¡¯s right, it¡¯s a losing battle anyway, so it¡¯s really unnecessary.¡±
Zhou Chen smiled softly and said, "That's okay!"
"Then let's start now."
As he spoke, Zhou Chen waved to Long Junjie next to him: "Junjie, give the order!"
"Yes!"
Long Junjie hurried to the runway, glanced at Zhou Chen, then raised his hands and started counting down: "Threetwoone"
But just as he finished speaking, Long Junjie's body moved towards Su Lang.step.
Directly blocked Su Lang's starting line.
Zhou Chen, on the other side, rushed out with a "swish" like an arrow leaving the string.
Almost in the blink of an eye, we were hundreds of meters ahead.
"Made, what are you doing?"
"Get out! Get out of the runway!"
¡°Can¡¯t you afford to lose?¡±
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??Xiao Yu and others couldn¡¯t bear it anymore.
They all rolled up their sleeves and ran towards Long Junjie.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Long Junjie quickly retreated into the crowd: "It's a mistake, it's a mistake"
A mistake?
Go to hell.
In order to send an order, to the number, this kind of fool can get it.
??Can this thing fail?
It¡¯s clear that it was intentional.
¡°I¡¯m having fun with Brother Lang, I have to give you some color today¡±
With a wave of his hand, Xiao Yu led Chen Zhiyong to rush forward for a duel.
"Xiao Yu"
But at this moment, Su Lang's voice reached Xiao Yu's ears.
Hearing the sound, he looked over and saw Su Lang slowly lowering the window at the starting line.
"Brother Lang"
¡°There¡¯s no need to take action, it¡¯s just a small problem.¡±
Su Lang waved his hand and smiled faintly: "You have to believe that in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and tricks are in vain."
Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, and when he thought about it carefully, it seemed to make the same sense.
Zhou Chen is nothing!
Brother Lang is a car god!
Zhou Chen is doing more now.
When it comes to the end, all he can do is slap himself in the face.
"Hmph, since Brother Lang has spoken, let me let you go."
Xiao Yu glared at Long Junjie fiercely and said.
"Hoo~"
Long Junjie quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at Su Lang, who was still on the starting line, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
"How can you really pretend"
In just a short time, Zhou Chen had already completed more than half of the lap.
But Su Lang didn¡¯t even make any movement. He was pretending to be at grandma¡¯s house.
etc¡¡
Could it be that Su Langming was no longer a match for Zhou Chen, so he just gave up?
Don¡¯t tell me, it¡¯s really possible.
Thinking of this, Long Junjie looked at Su Lang with a trace of disdain.
So what if you have money and power?
None of these things are useful on the racing track.
On the racing circuit, strength is king.
¡°zoom¡zoom¡¡±
Zhou Chen stepped on the accelerator hard, the engine of the Aston Martin One77 roared loudly, and the speed also increased rapidly.
100, 120, 140¡¡
Almost in the blink of an eye, the car¡¯s speed exceeded 200 kilometers per hour.
"The last turn!"
Zhou Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and after passing the next bend, he ran a complete circle.
"Here comes someone handsome."
Zhou Chen pedaled hard and pushed the speed to the extreme. Then when he was about to enter the corner, he turned the steering wheel hard and pulled the handbrake with his right hand.
Aston Martin One77, the entire body of the Aston Martin suddenly swung sideways and slid around the fence.
Drift through corners!
And it is a very difficult full-speed drifting corner in drifting.
"Nise!"
¡°Going through the corners gracefully at full speed, you¡¯re so awesome!¡±
"Hahaha, Boss's skills are comparable to those of some professional drivers."
"What about the golden supercar? In the racing field, strength is king!"
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