"Hmph, that idiot."

Qin Yang glanced at the rearview mirror and snorted coldly, this little Japan also seemed to want to learn from the situation he had just overtaken.

However, Qin Yang relied on the powerful perception and reaction power of the immortal cultivator to control the car extremely perfectly at such a high speed, and only then did he turn that corner, this little Japan's current speed is even faster than his just now, so it's strange if he doesn't hit the mountain.

Qin Yang slowed down his speed a bit, allowing Matsumoto Ono to overtake him a bit before he was about to enter the corner.

Laugh at~!!

There was a shrill grinding sound, and Matsumoto Ono drove the Pagani, and although he braked at the corner, the speed was still around 300 kilometers per hour, and the body was in a great amplitude.

"Damn, you madman, slow down!"

Qiu Dafeng's face changed greatly, a touch of horror welled up in his eyes, and he roared wildly.

Boom~!!

Under the centrifugal force of the high-speed turn, the side close to Qiu Dafeng hit the hard mountain, and the right side of the car light burst first.

Zila! Zila!

Immediately afterward, the right door began to turn against the mountain, and the brand-new Pagani was deeply scratched by the protruding rocks.

Bang Leng!

With a loud bang, the door on Qiu Dafeng's right side fell and rolled to the ground.

Qin Yang glanced lightly at the broken Pagani on the right side, and then turned the corner in an extremely chic posture, and shook off the Pagani, who had crashed into the mountain and slowed down.

The eighteen roads around the mountain are the racing tracks established around the entire Qingcang Mountain, and the www.biquge.info of the Biqu Pavilion of the race is also the end point of the race.

Swish!

In full view, the all-silver Bugatti sprinted along the final five kilometres before crossing the finish line amid cheers.

"Haha, we Huaxia people won."

"That boy is amazing, a talented racer."

"It's still my Chinese who is powerful, and that Matsumoto Ono in Japan is not an opponent at all......"

“……”

At this moment, the crowd of onlookers suddenly boiled, and it was the first time they had seen such a thrilling game.

"Okay, Sister Meiqing, we won, we won!"

Tang Huanhuan's little face was also full of smiles, and he jumped up excitedly.

"Well, he never disappoints."

Long Meiqing smiled slightly and nodded.

At this moment, Kaori Asakawa's delicate face suddenly sank, what is Matsumoto Ono doing, known as the "Asian Car King", he can't even win a single person, losing this game means that it will be more difficult for the Asakawa family to get the seeds of the fire dance cherry blossoms.

The gray-shirted old man on the side also looked a little ugly, Qiu Shao actually lost!

"What about Matsumoto Ono?"

Kaori Asakawa looked at the straight track.

Seconds later, in the midst of everyone's stunned gaze, a shattered Pagani appeared on the straight track near the finish line.

At this time, on the right half of Pagani, the headlights were broken, the door on the co-pilot was knocked out, and there were many shocking scratches elsewhere, and the engine in front of the car was still smoking.

"Damn, is this still a top-notch car known as the Son of the Ghost?"

"It's a good car, it's scrapped by this Japanese......"

"Qiu Shao is going to cry to death this time."

“……”

One by one, they looked at the broken car on the right half in astonishment, and said with strange expressions.

At this time, Qiu Dafeng, who was sitting in the co-pilot, had a gloomy face that seemed to be dripping, and on his right cheek, there was a blood mark, which was scratched by glass slag, and he looked quite wolf.

Crunch!

Qiu Dafeng's fists were slowly clenched, at this moment, there was an irrepressible urge in his heart, he really wanted to beat up this little Japan, just now he almost gave his life there.

If it weren't for the fact that little Japan was also trying to win the game, he would have rushed to it a long time ago.

Smack!

Qiu Dafeng's leather shoes stepped on the ground, and as soon as he got out of the car, he saw some eyes looking at him with a playful gaze, he knew that now, he Qiu Dashao looked very wolf now, I don't know how many people were watching him laugh.

At this time, Qin Yang and Tang Yingying had already gotten out of the car and stood with Tang Huanhuan and Long Meiqing.

"You've lost."

Qin Yang stared at Qiu Dafeng and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Qiu Dafeng's face became ugly, did he really want to hand over the flower base?!

No, he is unwilling, if he hands it over like this, his status in the hearts of his grandfather and father will definitely plummet, and the reputation of this ruined son will definitely fall on his head.

"We didn't lose, it's you, you must have cheated, how could I, a racer of the Great Japanese Empire, lose to you!"

Matsumoto Ono had red eyes, and rushed towards Qin Yang, angrily ruined.

He didn't believe that, with his status as the "Asian Champion", he actually lost to a man who he thought was an amateur driver.

"The Shina people?"

Hearing this, Qin Yang's face sank.

Syllable!

Qin Yang didn't hesitate at all, and as soon as he shook his hand, he slapped Matsumoto Ono in the face, and the force was so great that he staggered Matsumoto Ono, and Matsumoto Ono's left cheek suddenly swelled.

"You are a slave, you don't admit it if you lose, and you dare to scold me?"

Qin Yang said coldly.

"If you dare to beat me as a racer in the Great Japanese Empire, I'm going to kill you."

Matsumoto Ono shouted angrily, and punched Qin Yang.

However, his slow movements were not enough to see in front of Qin Yang at all.

Syllable!

Qin Yang slapped the other half of Matsumoto Ono's face again, and his whole face was immediately red and swollen like a pig's head.

Seeing this, Kaori Asakawa changed her face, this person actually dared to hit the person she invited, isn't this equivalent to slapping her face, and this person is still a racing driver who enjoys honor in their Japan.

"Ah, Baga Yalu, I'm going to kill you, the Zhina!"

Matsumoto Ono roared angrily, his eyes condensed with a light of murderous intent, and with a karate shot with his leg raised, he kicked at Qin Yang.

"Eight of your sister's ga."

Qin Yang snorted coldly, and when he kicked with his high leg, he directly kicked at Matsumoto Ono's crotch.

"Stop!"

Kaori Asakawa snorted, and with her eyesight, she could naturally see that Qin Yang's movements were faster.

However, Qin Yang's movements under his feet did not pause in the slightest because of Kaori Asakawa's words, and his footwork was still extremely sharp.

"Whew!"

Matsumoto Ono let out a scream, his face was slightly distorted, and he fell to the ground crotch, seemingly an unknown liquid flowing out of his fingers.

"Damn, this kick, did you kick that little Japanese ball?"

"You deserve it, you don't admit it if you lose."

“……”

The people around him said jokingly.

"Damn, you dare to beat the people invited by our Asakawa family."

Kaori Asakawa changed her face for a moment, and a touch of anger swelled up in her beautiful eyes, although Matsumoto Ono lost the game, she was also the person invited by Kaori Asakawa to fight, how could she let people fight casually.