Cheng Yun said that the special program refers to night road racing.

No matter what city you are in, there is always something for those who like to hang out at night, and in the dead of night, they can drive out and let off the wheel of their restless youth.

After Cheng Yun proposed, a group of people left from the night club and went to the parking lot to pick up the car.

Aside from the driving skills of these guys, the cars are really good, all of them are good cars, bright yellow Ferrari 812, black Lamborghini Aventador, Porsche classic 911, parrot blue Audi R8, and a McLaren, all the common classic sports cars.

And most of these cars have been modified, and in terms of performance alone, they are close to the professional level.

Among the many cars, the most conspicuous is Wang Luo who was pestered by Su Jing, a concept car that he helped him get back from Daimler a few years ago, with wing-shaped doors and silver and white. The shape of the car body is smooth, there are no seams, and you can't even find the position of the window when you look at it, giving people a very sci-fi visual impact.

"Luo Shao, will you take my car?" asked Cheng Yun holding on to the door of the Porsche 911.

"No, sit on my side. Su Jing also joined in the fun, and pushed a beautiful woman with a bumpy figure and a rose-red hip skirt to Cheng Yun who was going to get into his car: "Zhao Yunjing is yours, return my good friend to me." ”

Cheng Yun smiled dumbly, and saw that Wang Luo had already walked towards Su Jing's car, so he sat back in the car, and waited for Zhao Yunjing, who was pushed over by Su Jing, to get into the car.

"Cheng Shao, who is that person later? Why haven't I seen it before. Zhao Yunjing was about to get into the car and was driven down by Su Jing and pushed to Cheng Yun, and asked with some resentment.

"You say Luo Shao?" Cheng Yun skillfully controlled the car and moved forward with the traffic.

At 9 p.m., the capital is lit up with lights, and it is the time when the nightlife has just begun, and there are many pedestrians and vehicles on the streets.

"Luo Shao?" Zhao Yunjing tilted her head: "Each of you has a title of gentleman, there are really a lot of young masters in these years, this Luo Shao's background is more powerful than your Cheng Dashao?"

Cheng Yun snorted: "Isn't it just that I didn't get into Su Jing's car, as for such a big grievance? What is the origin of Luo Shao...... Do you see this street full of Mercedes?"

Cheng Yunnu gestured to a Mercedes-Benz that had just driven past outside the car and asked.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yunjing was puzzled.

He is one of the owners of Mercedes-Benz and the second largest shareholder of the Daimler Group. Wouldn't your resentment be a little less if you said that?" Cheng Yun teased.

Zhao Yunjing was stunned: "He is the boss of Mercedes-Benz?

"Who has the leisure to joke with you?" Cheng Yun continued: "Listening to Su Jing's meaning, the Mercedes-Benz boss is only the tip of the iceberg, and Luo Shao has other identities, but I don't know very well." What is certain is that no matter which identity he is, saying it can scare a second-tier star like you. Hey!"

Here, Cheng Yunke worked hard to help Wang Luo brag, and a small team of more than ten cars drove not slowly, and soon came to the destination.

Wang Luo sat in the car and looked at the venue outside, and said unexpectedly: "I thought you would find a road where no one is there, and just have a good time driving at the meeting." I didn't expect the place to come to was quite professional. ”

Su Jingdao: "These guys in Beijing play with flowers, this is a formula racing venue during the day, and they are rented by these guys to play at night." Not only is the track professional-grade, but it also doesn't interfere with traffic order or disturb the people. The key is that the protective facilities around the track are good, and it is safer to play here, so it is very popular. Most of the night party racing cars in Kyori come here. ”

Wang Luo was taken to a large racing track by Su Jing and others, and the layout inside and outside the venue was indeed very professional, a first-class track.

"How long is a lap here?" The good venue environment made Wang Luo also a little interested.

"5.453 km, the width of the different sections is 12 to 18 meters, which is pretty standard. In addition to the professional F1 circuit in Shanghai, this is one of the most professional racing venues in China. Why don't you invest in our Jiangyang to make a better one, and compare Shanghai and the capital. Su Jing proposed.

". I've been doing one thing after another lately, and I'm so poor that I'm going around raising money, so how can I have this spare money. Wang Luo said with a smile.

As he spoke, the convoy had entered the venue.

This is indeed the gathering place of the night party in the capital, and the number of people in the venue is extremely large, scattered everywhere, and good cars gather.

At the same time as Wang Luo and the others drove into the field, a low engine roar suddenly came from the track not far away. There was a car rushing over at a flying speed, and it played a very clean tail flick under the gaze of many people in the venue, and the sharp sound of tires grazing the ground made people listen to the ups and downs of the heart.

The car finally stopped next to the track at the starting point of the field, causing many young men and women to scream.

Then a young man stepped down from the car that stopped steadily, and it was Zhang Zitao, who was beaten by Wang Luo a while ago.

In the past two months, most of his injuries from being beaten by Wang Luo have healed, but one of his arms is still wrapped in a bandage, and his nose is also attached to a corrective protective strip, which looks a little funny.

Zhang Zitao is a frequent visitor here, and after learning to drive for a few days with a retired racing coach here, he always says that he is the king of cars in Beijing. He was beaten by you, stayed honestly for a while, and only came out again a few nights ago, sitting here in the ring, comparing speed, deciding the winner in one lap, and betting 100,000 yuan each. I'm thinking that if you're interested, let's pit him, and you show your hand in a while and compare with him?"

Only then did Wang Luo know that he had fallen for Su Jing's evil.

Su Jing knew his driving skills, and pulled him over tonight, obviously wanting to use him to win some pocket money, and the small abacus crackled.

Wang Luo touched his chin, pointed at Zhang Zitao through the car window, "His arm is not good, can he drive?"

"It's not that he drove it, he didn't know where to find a foreigner to be responsible for driving, it's very powerful, Cheng Yun has exported 300,000 yuan in the past two days, just waiting to take you to help us take revenge." Su Jing said with a shy face.

"You go and tell Zhang Zitao that a handful of 10 is too little, if you want to play, play bigger, and allow you to lose IOUs. Ask him if he dares to play, if he loses and has no money, he will strip naked and run around the field to reach 100,000. Wang Luo said with a smile.

Su Jing was in high spirits, opened the door and got out of the car.

Cheng Yun and others in the car on the other side also got out of the car and walked towards Zhang Zitao together.

"Hey, Zhang Zitao, we found a master tonight and said that we want to play with your people, but people say that you are too petty with 100,000 yuan, do you dare to make a bigger bet?"

"What don't you dare, it doesn't seem like I'm the one who lost 300,000 in the past few days. Zhang Zitao was full of confidence, and sniffled when he spoke. After he was knocked off the bridge of his nose by Wang Luo last time, he fell into a problem, he always loved to run his nose, and the doctor said that he could only recover if the injury healed.

Wang Luo didn't show up in the car, and after waiting for a while, Su Jing hurriedly returned to the car: "I told Zhang Zitao that I would bet 800,000 yuan per lap, run five laps in a row, and finally settle the wins and losses according to the total score." Are you sure?"

"Great. Wang Luo said.

Five minutes later, the track starts.

Under the attention of others, as the departure signal lit up, Wang Luo drove a dazzling concept Mercedes-Benz, with Su Jing in the co-pilot, and Zhang Zitao on the other side and a modified Ferrari driven by a foreigner rushed out of the track at the same time, speeding away.