"Everyone, the long-awaited race is about to begin, and this group of competitors is all the top 20 masters of the "Tokai Racing Club"! Who will win? Shout out the names of the drivers you support!" a host in the center of the stands roared with a microphone made of pure gold.

"Wang Kun!

"Chen Yi!

Of the four players present, only Wang Kun and Chen Yi had the highest voices, and although the remaining two were also celebrities in the East China Sea, the family was at most a second-rate family, and they could not squeeze into the first-class line, so naturally from the perspective of supporters, there were many fewer people.

Not all the nobles in the East China Sea like drag racing, and those who like drag racing are not necessarily nobles, the threshold here is very low, as long as you don't participate in the competition, you can come with the invitation of members.

Wang Kun turned around and sat on a sports car, although this car is also very domineering, but not many people know it, "McLaren" If you often watch F1, you know, this supercar brand that replaces Ferrari. The fifties of the last century were later than the well-known "Ferrari" and "Lamborghini", but the supercars built with high-tech elements in the last decade have had a powerful impact on the world of motorsport.

is also an upstart, Wang Kun's chosen car is this sports car, and he seems to want to make himself a blockbuster like "McLaren".

The performance of the McLaren 720 and Chen Yi's Lamborghini "Hurricane" is equally different, and the enthusiasts who are a little knowledgeable know that this is a purely technical competition.

The four cars are in place, and the shock brought by the four supercars is even more shocking than the "Demon Queen" just now.

The game was about to start, and Qiao Si and Yang Qi, who were in charge, walked to the stands. Maybe it was an illusion, Chen Yi felt that Qiao Si, who had always been arrogant, was actually paying tribute to Wang Kun, and this illusion made him panic.

"Now Chen Yi's odds are 1.5, Wang Kun's odds are 2, Zheng Qiao's odds are 2.5, and Song Jia's odds are 2.2"

On the big screen of the Yushan Club, the odds of the four people are displayed without concealment. In Donghai City, which cracks down on gambling, this is enough to show the energy of the owner of the club: Qiao Si.

From the data analysis, Chen Yi's level should be not bad, at least better than the other three. Du Feng looked at the Lamborghini and smiled: "This guy should be his own brother-in-law, right? ”

"If you have a friend to raise, please do it right away, because I'm about to announce the start of the game. The host shouted in a long voice, and with more energetic music, everyone present focused their eyes on the starting point.

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As the green light turned on, the Lamborghini driven by Chen Yi flew out like a sharp sword.

Wang Kun's McLaren is not a vegetarian either, and he does not lose to Chen Yi in terms of straight-line acceleration. Both cars accelerated to 100 meters in 4 seconds, which looked like catapults from the spectator's point of view.

In the flash of light, the four sports cars were gone, and all one could hear was the roar of engines in the valley.

"I wanted to go up and have a round of fun! I didn't expect to meet Sister Qi. Song Yuyao pouted, if Du Feng didn't know her age, he would definitely think that she was a middle school student, and the appearance of this little woman made Du Feng can't help but take a few more looks.

The Yushan track is very long, and even Schumacher, the king of cars, can't turn around in a short time. During this time, Du Feng did not listen to the live commentary, but followed Song Yuyao to the hall of the clubhouse.

The cars are extremely fast on the track. Countless people shouted frantically when they listened to the real-time information from the stadium.

Especially some women, many of these people are white-collar workers in the daytime workplace, and even school teachers. But in such a crazy place, anyone can be assimilated, even crazier. This is not debauchery, but the release of the pent-up pain in the body.

A woman with her face and chest painted in colorful colors stood on a concrete platform and jumped to her feet. As he writhed frantically, the clothes on his body also decreased more and more, and finally he was wearing only a black T-BACK. She waved the flag and didn't cheer on any of the riders, just cheering for this crazy self.

Chen, a member of the Tokai Racing Club, is one of the best amateurs in terms of his reflexes, which gave him a slight lead of three cars at the start.

But... Wang Kun is faster than him!

When it came to the first corner, Wang Kun was half a car ahead of him, and firmly occupied the inner lane, and then passed the first corner with an impeccable drift, completely leaving Chen Yi behind!

"The first corner has passed, and now the number two McLaren is ahead!"

Soon, the people waiting at the first corner fed back the information to the scene, and the staff on the scene announced the news through the loudspeaker, and at the same time, the words on the big screen began to change, this time, the odds changed slightly, Chen Yi's odds rose to 1.7, and Wang Kun's odds dropped to 1.8.

"Damn, what kind of plane? How can Chen Yi be backward?" Some people who bet on Chen Yi and dressed strangely scolded one after another, they don't value quality as much as the upper class, they came here to find excitement, and they wanted to make some ill-gotten gains by gambling cars, but now with Chen Yi's backwardness, they are all in vain.

"It's like, could it be that it's an abnormal performance?"

"Don't worry, it's just that the start is a little slower, and you can catch up later!"

"Yes, yes, let's keep reading, I heard that this Chen is also a slow heater. ”

People comfort themselves with every word, but everyone's heart hangs. There is no shortage of them, and many of them have gambled their entire net worth for this.

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At the same time, several upper-class people who had placed heavy bets on Chen Yi got together.

"Could it be that we were all calculated by Qiao Si?"

"Probably not, although Qiao Si is the overlord of the racing side, but the people present today are not easy to mess with, and he is not easy to calculate, besides, Chen Yi, the rich young master, is short of money? ”

"I heard that there are some problems with the Chen family now, it can't be true, right?"

Pang Ren glanced at this person and said: "The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, and the Chen family is lonely, and these millions are not eye-catching." ”

This time, no one answered, and if they knew that Wang Kun was not only a member of the East China Sea Underground Club, but also a member of the Hong Kong SIS Racing Association, they would definitely not be so surprised.

Although his ranking in the East China Sea is not as good as Chen Yi, it is also the reason why he does not compete this year, before the family values him, he often goes to Hong Kong alone, where to seek excitement, and also tries to forget his "cheap" life!

"Halfway through the race, Wang Kun's McLaren continues to lead, and Chen Yi's Lamborghini can only follow closely!"

What kind of concept is this! One to three, people have begun to stir, whether to raise on Chen Yi, after all, this odds are too tempting.

The scene was suddenly chaotic, and some people who firmly believed that Chen would win raised again, and those who thought the game was boring were to bet on Wang Kun to balance themselves.

Halfway through the fixture, it will be the last chance to place your bets.

"At the penultimate corner, McLaren continues to take the lead!"

"At the last corner, McLaren's lead was clear, and the result was almost decided!"

"Buzz ......"

With a shrill roar, McLaren turned into an orange tornado and was the first to cross the runway.

"Fuck, Chen Yi actually lost!"

"Chen Yi, this little bastard, I put 200,000 yuan on him!"

"Luckily, I made up for McLaren halfway through, otherwise I would have lost a lot today!"

Wang Kun's victory made the quiet scene noisy, scolding, complaining, and rejoicing.

The car of the two drove far from the finish line before stopping, and Chen also sat in the cab. staring straight at his steering wheel, once upon a time, his driving skills were his only dignity, but now this only dignity has been pulled down layer by layer by Wang Kun, a nobody.