The host had a thousand or even ten thousand disbeliefs in his heart, but the facts were in front of him.

No matter how upset his heart was, the reason in his heart told him that the staff at Drifting Creek Speedway would not lie to him.

There is no reason or benefit to deceive him.

Therefore, the host could only take a deep breath and suppress the shock in his heart. Then he stood in the center of the stage and said in a tremolo tone: "Gentlemen...... Ladies, the racers of this race have already covered three-quarters of the way in their respective sections. ”

The host tried his best to control his emotions, but his shock could not be suppressed.

After all, there are four cars in one race.

All three of the cars were disqualified midway through.

The two luxury supercars were scrapped directly.

I don't know what happened to the other one.

Speaking of such a result, gamblers who have placed bets will not believe such a fact.

Luo Huachi stood quietly on the top floor of the six-story luxury building, and in front of the woman sitting on the chair in front of him, his breathing became a little cautious, for fear of making the woman on the chair a little dissatisfied.

At this time, hearing the host's vibrato opening, as a host, this kind of mistake occurred at such a juncture, this kind of performance is really a bit bad.

His brows furrowed slightly, thinking that he planned to let the male host of this game directly roll up and leave after presiding over this game.

At the moment, the rookie driver in the Aston Martin ONE-77 has managed to overtake the first three drivers in front of him. The male host knew that when this result was said, everyone present would not believe it, even when he heard the result, it took a lot of effort to reluctantly accept it, and now he is still full of disbelief: "Second place, no, third place, fourth place, all none." ”

As soon as the male host's words came out, there was a "swish".

The originally noisy scene fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

Luo Huachi's pupils widened, and even the movements of the woman who was sitting quietly on the chair shaking the wine glass were a slight pause.

The gambling enthusiasts who were talking about it kept their mouths shut.

At this time, their hearts were filled with one sentence: how is it possible.

Luo Huachi felt that the host's performance today was really bad, and his words were outrageous.

It's normal for one car to have an accident in a race, but how can a total of four cars have an accident in three cars and leave the second to fourth places vacant?

This kind of low-level mistake has been made, didn't it smash their signboard at the Drifting Creek Circuit?

Luo Huachi's face gradually became ugly.

Fang Luo drove the Aston Martin ONE-77 to the first place directly after falling behind so much?

And the other three cars were all accidents?

It's simply not possible.

This is a low-level mistake in Luo Huachi's eyes.

"Damn, how is this possible?"

"Is the host stunned?"

"Aston Martin one-77 went back to first place, and there was no second, third, fourth, all of them?

“……”

The audience watching the game almost didn't greet the eighteen generations of the host's ancestors below, and after hearing the news, they fell into a short silence, and the whole square became boiling again.

It's not just these gamblers.

Even celebrities and supercar racing clubs don't believe it.

Cui Wulie, the king of the stick national car, and the founder of the supercar racing club both frowned, they thought this matter was ridiculous.

After all, Shi Xiangchen drove the Zenvo TS1 and compared his courage with Fang Luo, although the brave won when they met on a narrow road, if neither of them refused to give in, something would definitely happen, and they were willing to believe that it was Shi Xiangchen or Fang Luo who had an accident.

I also believe that neither of them had an accident, but in the end, the result of the car turned out to be that the veteran of the Supercar Racing Club drove the CG 003S to overtake the two.

But they refused to believe that the CG 003S and the Zenvo TS1 had accidents at the same time, while Fang Luo was driving the supercar intact.

If it weren't for the people who were racing, except for Fang Luo, the other three were all from the Supercar Racing Club, otherwise they would all think that this was Drifting Creek Circuit operating all this in the dark.

But is all this really ridiculous?

A moment later on the screen, Fang Luo's miraculous driving skills appeared, and in the face of Shi Xiangchen's refusal to give in, his miraculous operation directly avoided the car, causing Shi Xiangchen to be rear-ended by CG 003S.

Both cars had an accident at the same time.

Fang Luo drove the Aston Martin ONE-77 to first place.

There was nothing wrong with the words reported by the moderator.

As soon as this picture came out.

The founder of the Stick National Car King and the Supercar Racing Club was silent.

Luo Huachi's frowning expression turned into total shock.

Han Shihui showed an indifferent smile.

The mysterious woman sitting on the chair had a little curiosity in her eyes.

The gamblers fell silent.

Five minutes later.

The host's voice rang out again: "Aston Martin one-77 finished this race first and took first place. ”

This time there was no doubt or uncertainty in his voice.

The big screen was playing all the things that had already testified to Fang Luo's amazing technique and the results of what he had just said.

In the eyes of gamblers, the silver-white Aston Martin One-77 is like a white phantom, and the skill of drifting in that position subverts their common sense.

Han Shihui got up from her seat, she was going to welcome Fang Luo's return.

The car king of the stick country and the founder of the supercar racing club also all got up, and the broadcast of this scene just now made them both unable to sit still.

The gamblers did not continue to greet the host's parents and ancestors for eighteen generations.

Quiescence.

The scene was silent.

Until the sound of the car like a steel monster sounded in their ears, Fang Luo drove the Aston Martin ONE-77 off the track to their eyes, calmly stepped out of the car, and Han Shihui on the side walked directly to him.

"How is this possible? The Aston Martin one-77 really completed the Jedi comeback, and actually reacted miraculously in the face of the Zenvo TS1's fierce death. ”

"Sow, it's really up the tree. ”

"Isn't this the people at Drifting Creek Speedway behind the scenes?"

"No way, after all, except for this rookie, the other three are members of the Supercar Racing Club, and they are all arrogant owners. How can you tolerate other people's manipulation? It seems that the driver of this Aston Martin ONE-77 does have a few brushes. ”

"Horror!"

The gamblers saw Fang Luo get out of the car with a relaxed face, and there was no sweat stain on his forehead, and they started talking one after another.

"The performance of the Aston Martin one-77 tonight has made us earn a lot of money directly. The mysterious woman in the chair spoke, her tone not too shocked: "I'm now looking forward to more and more information and ratings about him......"