Yang Fan felt that his new car was so good, it was like a finger listening to it, and when he asked it to do something, it seemed to be in touch with his own heart. is just like the current Zhan Hongfu, and he is also so smart, he actually understands the gesture he just made.

To be honest, Yang Fan actually had the attitude of being a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and made the plan just now, because he clearly knew that if he didn't win, he would win. He simply has no chance of surpassing 666.

Zhan Hongfu's horizontal movement was extremely precise and fast, and perfectly demonstrated her outstanding skills, although still not as good as the professional drivers. And she grasped the timing just right, so that Yang Fan couldn't help but give her a thumbs up in his heart.

"It's now!"

When Zhan Hongfu roared the car, the car under Yang Fan's feet also let out a roar, which is a manifestation of the speed of the car reaching the limit, and it must be the best performance car. Seeing that it was the uphill time of the third lap again, Zhan Hongfu successfully pressed the body of the 666 to the cliff on the left half of the body, opening a way for Yang Fan. Just listen to the sound of a whoosh, and the heavens and the earth change color. Yang Fan's racing car was raised and flew over the body of Zhanhongfu.

This is Yang Fan's plan with two fingers outstretched: the second leap!

When it fell, it was just ahead of the 666 by one body.

If it is an ordinary driver, this shock and fright is naturally bound to fail, but this 666 is worthy of being a professional driver. With a good psychological quality, when Yang Fan's foothold was not stable, he actually stepped on the accelerator and once again led Yang Fan by half a body.

However, Yang Fan also has an advantage, because the performance of his racing car, which he bought for 20 million, is really good, and it is by no means comparable to the racing car of these poor drivers. So he pressed the accelerator, and the two cars were once again neck-and-neck.

There are only five kilometres to go, which is almost negligible for a car. If it were an ordinary match, the outcome would have been clear by this time, but this game was very special, and until this moment, the battle seemed to have just begun.

"Squeak!" the professional driver with a full beard glared at Yang Fan angrily, and the car suddenly approached Yang Fan, and the momentum was very violent, as if his car had lost control and was about to cause a sudden car accident. Yang Fan was taken aback.

However, Yang Fan's meditation mantra played an important role at this time: when it is strong, it is strong, and the more dangerous it is, the clearer the mind is like a mirror, which is the foundation of meditation. So Yang Fan, who was cloudless, grasped the idea of 666 almost in the next second: he wanted to scare me.

Therefore, Yang Fan didn't pay attention to him at all, the steering wheel did not move, he stepped on the accelerator under his feet, and continued to go straight. Rush forward.

A master's move, a small mistake, will also distinguish the winner from the loser. Yang Fan saw through 666's mind, but 666 mistakenly underestimated Yang Fan's psychological quality, and wasted half a second of time in vain, which eventually caused Yang Fan to lead him by a whole body.

"Yang Fan, Yang Fan, Yang Fan!"

Everyone saw that Yang Fan and 666 were almost driving towards the finish line side by side, but at the last moment, 666 made a wrong wheel action, which made Yang Fan's car swoop ahead of him and cross the finish line and stop 100 meters away.

In fact, during the whole game, Wang Mengyao and Zhang Qian and Li Wan were there, but neither of them spoke, because they were not in the mood to speak at all. A heart hangs in my throat. It was only at this moment that Wang Mengyao and the others rushed to the side of the car, opened the door, and closely watched the movement of the scene, the gun had already been drawn.

"Win and win, we win the three heroes. What did I say, our three heroes are invincible in the world, not only pickling girls, but also racing cars, and of course, drinking. Ha ha. Lu Mushan danced happily and spoke incoherently.

One by one, the cars crossed the finish line, stopped a large area on the road, all the drivers walked off the car, many people applauded Yang Fan, and their faces were full of admiration, after all, he won the master of the two professional teams, and the atmosphere at the scene was tense and warm. Most of the people looked at Yang Fan blankly, not knowing how he was going to deal with the bet problem.

After Lu Mushan realized this, he hurriedly ran over and talked to Yang Fan with a stroke, Yang Fan nodded again and again: "That's right, I am representing our team, so if I win, it is the same as if Zhan Hongfu wins, and the odds are the same." "

At this moment, everyone present boiled, and many people began to chant Long live Yang Fan. There are still many people whispering about the origin of this guy. Because they had never heard of a guy named Yang Fan in the racing world before.

"Captain, we lost, we tried our best to lose to a hairy boy, we can't swallow this breath. At this time, 666 walked out of the car with a murderous look on his face, and was quickly surrounded by a group of subordinates.

And inside the car of the triceratops, a female driver with long hair and a slender figure also came down. smiled coldly at the beard: "Admitting gambling and losing, Luo Daming can be regarded as planted this time." Without this prize money, you wouldn't have been able to compete in the United States. "