Chapter 571: You Think Again

Chapter 571: You Think Again

According to Konosuke Hosono's introduction, for the excitement of the race, after running the warm-up race, there is no qualifying race, and the time is not counted during the official race, just to see who reaches it first.

The whole game was simple and the rules were rough, but it was not beyond Fang Yuan's imagination, because the wild race the day before yesterday was even more chaotic than today, and there were car accidents that almost killed people.

"Mr. Fang, don't worry, your position is very high at the start, and it is very advantageous. After Hosono finished speaking, he pointed to a location in room P, indicating that it was where the Mercedes-Benz A45 AMG was parked.

According to the pre-negotiation, the Mercedes-Benz A45 AMG is either Fang Yuan's car or a disguise, but its tough appearance still attracts more than a dozen ordinary people to watch.

And many drivers who participated in the race did not look down on the Mercedes-Benz A45 AMG, because they had a model with stronger performance and better handling, and after finding out that it was Fang Yuan's racing car, they all showed disdain.

When he arrived next to the Mercedes-Benz A45 AMG, Zhao Gaojie circled around it, and then looked at the Type-R, GT2 RS, EVO and other god cars parked not far away, and asked Fang Yuan a little depressed: "This is your car?"

"That's right. Fang Yuan asked Zhao Gaojie rhetorically, "It's good, isn't it?"

"To a hammer. Zhao Gaojie was really speechless, "The car is not as good as others, you don't even have a helmet, I think let's go back to the hotel to wash and sleep." ”

Zhao Gaojie lifted the helmet, Fang Yuan finally remembered this matter, and asked Konosuke Hosono if he had prepared it for himself.

"It's ready, even Mr. Sun with the co-pilot. After saying this, Konosuke Hosono ran to the side and came back with two helmets.

"This is the helmet prepared for you?" Zhao Gaojie pointed to a rider in the distance, "What do you see what people are wearing?"

After Zhao Gaojie's reminder, Fang Yuan and others noticed that many drivers were mostly wearing racing suits.

These suits, which include leather jackets, boots, gloves and helmets, look imposing and give people a sense of confidence.

Fang Yuan even saw a racing suit for a professional racing driver.

This kind of one-piece leather jacket is the kind with a sensor and an airbag inside, and it is said that after rolling and throwing it out, as long as you don't hit the wall with your head and hit the ground first, at least you won't be so injured that you hang up.

Of course, the price is also very expensive, ordinary amateur racing clothes thousands, tens of thousands, this kind of all customized models, there are identity logos in them, many hundreds of thousands of Huaxia coins start, not including the cost of helmets.

Just as Fang Yuan also lamented that only one helmet was too shabby, a board car slowly drove in from a distance, and a car parked on it instantly caused a sensation, because many people recognized it as a 4.0-liter 997.2 GT3 RS.

Classic appearance, explosive performance, sharp control, proud record, unlimited feelings.

There is also an acceleration of 100 kilometers in 3.9 seconds, a top speed of 309 kilometers per hour, the ultimate toy of hardcore players, Porsche's die-hard faith and other glorious blessings, without waiting for it to be put down, the surroundings were instantly surrounded by people, one by one looking up at it obsessively, as if chasing stars, the restless crowd guessed which driver it was, so lucky to have it.

"Oh no, it's a GT3 RS, or a 997.2 version. Porsche Highway King!" Zhao Gaojie looked at the distance and reluctantly shifted his gaze, envious of the DC Halazi, and sighed vigorously that only that kind of powerful car god in Japan is worthy of having it.

"Please pay attention...... drivers" The sound of a warm-up race coming from the radio reminded all drivers to get ready.

"Hurry up and prepare, don't be distracted by the bet, everything is safe first......" The GT3 RS was put down from the board car, Zhao Gaojie reluctantly withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at Fang Yuan.

Zhao Gaojie is very discouraged now, his driving skills are not as good as others, his equipment is not as good as others, and his car is even worse than others.

The most terrible thing is the appearance of the classic GT3 RS, which completely extinguished Zhao Gaojie's confidence, thinking that there will be 100% drivers at the level of car gods.

"Mr. Fang, please get ready. Konosuke Hosono whispered to Fang Yuan, "Many riders have already come in the morning and practiced a lot, so you should pay attention." ”

"Thank you. Fang Yuan thanked Zhao Gaojie and Konosuke Hosono, took the helmet and beckoned Sun Yanming to walk to the side of the cart.

Finding that Fang Yuan actually walked straight to the GT3 RS, Zhao Gaojie was a little surprised, and immediately called him: "It's about to be a warm-up race, why do you still have the leisure to go over there to watch the excitement?"

"I'm not here to see the excitement. Fang Yuan turned around and smiled at Zhao Gaojie, "My car is over there." ”

"Where is the car?" Zhao Gaojie looked at the Mercedes-Benz A45 AMG next to him depressedly, "Isn't your car this one?"

"No, it's the GT3 RS. Fang Yuan solved the mystery.

"What, that GT3 RS is your car?" Zhao Gaojie didn't know what to say, "how is this possible?"

"How could it not be?" Sun Yanming also took the helmet from Koyuki Hosono's assistant and prepared to follow.

"Is it really Fang Yuan's racing car?" Zhao Gaojie's eyes flashed with excitement, and he felt that as long as he could drive this classic car to run a race, he would be willing to be the penultimate one.

Now Zhao Gaojie has forgotten about the hundreds of thousands of bets, and all his energy is focused on the GT3 RS.

Thinking of this, Zhao Gaojie pulled Sun Yanming and asked curiously: "Fang Yuan is going to the competition, why are you going?"

"I'm going to coach Fang Yuan. Sun Yanming roughly explained the situation.

"Manager Sun, old Sun, Brother Sun, can I go and coach Fang Yuan?" In a second, Zhao Gaojie gave Sun Yanming three titles, he held Sun Yanming and didn't let go, while patting his chest to ensure that he could also teach Fang Yuan well, and also promised that as long as Sun Yanming gave himself this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he would go to the most upscale hotel in Japan tonight, eat, drink and have fun, he Zhao Gaojie was all-inclusive.

"No......" If it is usual, of course Sun Yanming would not dare to take the regional manager as a cadre, and now it is a regular competition, a little negligence, the light one will rush out of the track, and the heavy one will be destroyed, he does not dare to take Fang Yuan's life as a favor, even if Zhao Gaojie gives himself small shoes to wear after returning to China, he will not agree.

"Lao Sun, my racing skills are better than yours, and I have more experience on the track than you, so you can think about it again. In order to sit on the GT3 RS and experience the speed and passion, Zhao Gaojie also fought hard, and prayed for Sun Yanming's consent.

When Sun Yanming turned his face and was about to refuse again, Fang Yuan suddenly walked back and said to Sun Yanming: "Uncle Sun, anyway, the result has been decided, let's replace Mr. Zhao." ”

Zhao Gaojie didn't know what Fang Yuan meant when he said, 'Anyway, the result has been decided', but after Fang Yuan's persuasion, Sun Yanming's attitude eased a lot, and finally agreed.

"Thank you, old Sun, thank you Fang Yuanha. Zhao Gaojie snatched the helmet from Sun Yanming's hand, and pulled Fang Yuan to stride towards the GT3 RS that was still being watched by the crowd.

Zhao Gaojie is tall and big, he can't speak Japanese, he directly relies on the advantage of his body to forget to squeeze in, and the crowd of people who collide with him is staggered.

Many people almost fell, but when they looked at Zhao Gaojie angrily and wanted to scold him for his rudeness, Zhao Gaojie's eyes widened, and his vicious gaze swept over, and many people immediately became shrunken turtles and did not dare to blow up the thorns.

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