Nalan Jingwen wants to stop it, she must stop it!

She didn't want to owe Duan Lang more, and she couldn't. Of course, there is also the most fundamental reason, that is, she is afraid that Duan Lang will lose! Nalan Jingwen has to admit that Duan Lang's driving skills are good. However, aren't driving and racing completely different things?

In case, Duan Lang loses this time, wouldn't it be disgraced?

No, definitely not.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Nalan Jingwen's worried look, Duan Lang asked.

"I'm tired and want to go home, you can send me home, okay?" Nalan Jingwen said in her voice with pleading.

"When I slaughter this little Dongying, I'll send you back, how about it?" Duan Lang pinched Nalan Jingwen's nose very dotingly and asked.

"No, I'm going back now. Duan Lang's move made Nalan Jingwen's whole nose sour and said.

"It's just one game, very quickly. Duan Lang comforted.

Duan Lang. Nalan Jingwen said a little anxiously. "Why don't you understand what I mean, I don't want you to compete. ”

"...... just now" Duan Lang glanced at Kobayashi Kemengwei not far away and said. "That turtle grandson blatantly discriminates against us Huaxia people, I have to give him some color to see, so I choose to compete with him, it has nothing to do with you. ”

"Duan Lang, I'm not stupid. Nalan Jingwen said. Now, she would rather Duan Lang compete with her everywhere like before, rather than simply being so good to her. Sometimes, it is also a burden for one person to be too nice to another.

"Well, even if I like you. Duan Lang changed the topic and said jokingly.

"Duan Lang......" Nalan Jingwen's expression couldn't help but stagnate. Deep in her heart, she couldn't help but be moved for a simple time. Like her? Is he telling her true or false?

This......

Duan Lang and Nalan Jingwen had already walked out of the box with Xiaolin Kemengwei in a few seconds of hesitation, and the Wang sisters also followed out with cheers.

Nalan Jingwen suddenly came to her senses, looked a little paused, and quickly followed.

"Sister, sister, do you say, will Duan Lang win?" asked Wang Baliang as he walked towards the parking lot.

"What do you think?" asked Wang Banjin with a smile.

"I don't think so. Wang Baliang said. "Although Duan Lang's driving skills are powerful, but Kobayashi Kemengwei is basically the first in Asia, how can he compare with Kobayashi Kemengwei? ”

"Eight taels ......" Wang Banjin's brows furrowed, and he said dissatisfiedly. "How did I suddenly realize that you have learned to play tricks. ”

"I, do I have it?" asked Wang Baliang, blinking and staring into the distance.

"It's no wonder you didn't. Wang Banjin pointed a finger, poked Wang Baliang's eyebrows angrily, and said.

"What kind of car do you use?" While the Wang sisters were talking, Duan Lang and Kobayashi Kemengwei had already arrived at the parking lot, and Kobayashi Kemengwei stood in front of his white Silbean supercar SSC Tuatara and said.

The SSC Tuatara is a supercar released by the American company Silbey in 2011, which is the fastest supercar in the world, faster than the Bugatti Veil, with a top speed of 443km/h, and a 6.9lv8 twin-turbo engine with an acceleration time of 2.78s (0-100km).

Such a car, even in the hands of ordinary drivers with a little racing knowledge, can maximize its power, let alone in the hands of a super pervert like Kobayashi Kemengwei, whose racing strength has truly reached the top in Asia.

Although, a real racing driver, accustomed to driving all kinds of cars, is not dismissive at all.

It's just that Kobayashi Kemengwei has no way to face an ordinary person.

Back then, Kobayashi Kemengwei was in the F1 race, but he drove a damaged car, connected with several drivers, and finally wrote a legendary life.

At that time, it was the whole world that really noticed Kobayashi Kemengwei, the terrible Dongying driver.

"It. Duan Lang pointed to Nalan Jingwen's Porsche 911, lazily and leisurely sucking on a cigarette, and said.

"What?" Kobayashi Kemengwei's eyebrows tightened, and then, with a strong anger on his face, he stepped forward quickly, grabbed Duan Lang's clothes, and shouted. "Although I am here to challenge you, I respect you very much, and I transported the most beloved sports car of my life across the ocean, and then drove thousands of miles from the East China Sea Wharf to Yuzhou, but what about you?" Kobayashi Kemengwei pointed to the Porsche 911 and continued. "It's such a broken car, do you want to compare with me, or what?"

"Is the Porsche 911 a broken car?" Duan Lang asked curiously, taking a puff of his cigarette.

"How not. Kobayashi Kemengwei said.

"Perhaps. Duan Lang said. "The Porsche 911 is really nothing in the eyes of so-called drivers like you, but in my opinion, it's enough to deal with you. ”

"You ......" Can you solve the problem with your fists? If you can, Kobayashi Kemengwei is now eager to punch this bastard a few times.

He felt that this bastard in front of him was simply too hateful, too hateful, and too shameful.

What is it enough to deal with him? Moreover, in the case of his Silbey?

The ignorant are not afraid, and the newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger!

"What, do you think the car is too good or too bad?" Duan Lang asked.

"What do you think?" asked Kobayashi Kemengwei with a look of disgust. If this bastard really compares him with a Porsche 911, he feels that it is simply an insult to his personality, and there is no possibility of comparing it at all.

"I think it's okay. Duan Lang replied very unsavedly. "Because, I rarely race with people, and even if I occasionally meet one or two people who don't have long eyes, I basically use Volkswagen Polo. ”

"You ......" Volkswagen Polo Kobayashi Kemengwei now, but he is extremely suspicious that the bastard in front of him is not the driver who drove the Pagani in the video.

How does he feel that he is so unreliable?

It must be clear that at the moment, there are countless drivers who want to race with him Kobayashi Kemengwei. However, not to mention that Kobayashi Kemengwei didn't give them a chance, even if he looked at them, he wouldn't look at them at all.

But what about him? He traveled thousands of miles to Yuzhou with his dear car, and this bastard actually wanted to use a Porsche 911 to compare with him?

"Could it be that the match between you and Kazuki Nakajima was also Volkswagen Polo?"

"Yes. Duan Lang replied. "If you don't believe me, you can call and ask Nakajima-kun in person. ”

"......" silent! Kobayashi Ke Mengwei felt that this bastard in front of him was simply a madman. Even if Kazuki Nakajima relied on his connections to enter F1, it would be completely impossible for someone to beat him with a Volkswagen Polo, right? Moreover, he is still an ordinary Chinese man.