The pink luxury car with a girlish look reached the front of the crowd, and everyone burst into laughter.

Is this man a tease invited by the monkey? Compare speed with a regular BMW and supercar?

Wen Wenxuan smiled dumbly, reached out and patted lightly on the roof of the car: "Are you joking with me?" ”

"I'm not familiar with you, I won't joke with you, is this car okay?"

Wen Wenxuan nodded: "Of course, but the bet is that as long as you lose, your two hands will stay here!" ”

Zeng Jun said naturally: "I am willing to lose the bet, but this bet makes me feel bored, why don't you bet bigger?" ”

Jiang Jitian felt that something was wrong, because Zeng Jun looked too confident, and turned his head to look at the professional racing driver: "Go and see the configuration of the car." ”

The racer had a disdainful smile on his face: "The model of the car is here, no matter how much it is modified, it will not be too outrageous." ”

"Check it out." Jiang said undoubtedly the next day that this game must be won.

The racer looked a little displeased, but walked to the front of the car: "I'm going to check the engine of the car." ”

"Afraid of losing?" Zeng Jun smiled sneeringly.

When the racer heard this, he sneered: "I will lose, today I lost, I will cut off one of my arms and never touch the car!" Turtles! ”

"Okay, you check." Zeng Jun said lightly.

The racer opened the car cover, looked at it a few times, and looked a little surprised, because there was no transformation in it, everything was the original model, turned his head to look at Jiang Citian, and shook his head: "There is no transformation." ”

Wen Wenxuan interrupted him: "Zeng Jun, I haven't met such an interesting person as you for a long time, since you have brought humiliation on yourself, I cooperate with you, what else do you want to bet on?" ”

"Add another 200 million to the gambling capital!"

Jiang Citian really felt that something was wrong, but the internationally famous professional racing driver stood here, Zeng Jun's dirt bun is no matter how good he is, and his car skills cannot be compared to him, in addition, there is also the gap between the cars, on one side is a super professional racing car, and on the other side it is just an ordinary luxury car, in comparison, there is no gambling at all.

"Brother Jun, don't, I'll call my dad and ask him to bring the money." Meng Tianhao walked over quickly and said.

"Brother Hao, you are not interesting enough, you are only allowed to gamble by yourself, and you are not allowed to gamble less? If you win this game, you will earn 400 million for nothing, worth your 200 million, and 200 million in earnings, tsk. Jiang Citian squinted at Wen Wenxuan, and provoked intentionally or unintentionally.

Meng Tianhao was unmoved, and continued to say to Zeng Jun: "No, you can't gamble, brother, we can't do this thing as a gambler, we would rather lose money." ”

Zeng Jun looked at the resoluteness on Meng Tianhao's face, his heart warmed, but he smiled boldly: "Four hundred million, it's a fool not to make money." ”

"If you want to bet, you can bet with my hands!" Meng Tianhao stretched out his hand.

Things have come to this point, naturally Meng Tianhao can't be allowed to stir up the situation, Wen Wenxuan just waved his hand, and the sons and brothers who had been prepared around him all surrounded and squeezed Meng Zihao out.

Meng Tianhao couldn't get close, all kinds of helplessness, the mobile phone was in Zeng Jun's hands, and he had no way to do anything else, turned his head to look at Ai Xingyu, saw that his face was full of depression, sighed, and reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "This time the trouble is not small!" If something really happens, let's raise Brother Jun for the rest of our lives! ”

"Why does Brother Jun want you to raise it? Isn't it 400 million if you win? Even if you offset 200 million, there will be 200 million, and you don't need to raise it at all. Miao Yunyun couldn't squeeze into the circle of racing, and when she heard Meng Tianhao's words, she interjected.

Miao Yunyun had seen Zeng Jun's driving skills with his own eyes, and when the speed was extremely fast, he made a 360-degree U-turn, and it was in a very narrow place.

What's more, in her opinion, there is nothing that Zeng Jun can't do, when Zeng Jun asked her to race a BMW, she was only a little surprised, and then obediently drove over, for some reason, she was very confident in Zeng Jun.

Meng Tianhao couldn't help but be stunned: "Can Brother Zeng win?" ”

"Of course you can win? What can't he bet on? Miao Yunyun said a little reasonably.

Ai Xingyu shook his head beside him; "Impossible, the level of the other party is very high, at least it is a national-level racing driver, at least in Wenhai, there is no one enemy!"

Miao Yunyun raised her eyebrows, turned her head to look at Zeng Jun, and didn't take Ai Xingyu's words seriously.

In Miao Yunyun's gaze, Zeng Jun was confidently talking about bets in the crowd.

Wen Wenxuan patted his chest arrogantly: "If you win, I'll give you 400 million, if you lose, two arms, Brother Hao's 200 million, I won't pursue it." ”

Zeng Jun raised his eyebrows, nodded with a faint smile: "Then let's start." As he spoke, he opened the BMW door and drove forward for a hundred meters to the foot of the mountain.

The racer walked forward with a big sting, comparing the speed with an ordinary non-racing car, and then looking at Zeng Jun's confident appearance from nowhere, he really wanted to slap it over! Damn retarded! But since the fool wants to die, he is absolutely satisfied!

A group of sons and brothers also stepped forward, Jiang Citian and Wen Wenxuan fell behind, Wen Wenxuan turned his head and looked at Jiang Citian: "This is a second stunned, how could Chen Ting fall in love with him?" ”

Jiang Citian frowned deeply, he didn't have much contact with Zeng Jun, but he also felt that Zeng Jun was very difficult, but this time the design was simply not difficult.

At the beginning, several people did not provoke, Zeng Jun took the initiative to get into the trap as if he was in a net, and then rejected the supercar, but took an ordinary BMW, which is estimated to be thrown a few hundred meters at the beginning, and the performance gap is irreversible.

The important thing is that he is still stupid and directly bet on his two arms, which is simply stupid to the limit, Jiang still suspected fraud at the beginning of the next day, but after confirming that the BMW has not undergone any modifications, he can't figure it out anyway, Zeng Jun has a chance to win? No chance at all! Where does Zeng Jun's confidence come from?

Zeng Jun sat in the car, looking at the onlookers who were smiling at him, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, these fools, if they don't give them a few slaps, they really don't know what they are!

Someone came over and installed positioning gear on the roof of the car so that the monitor could be locked. Zeng Jun didn't care about this, and looked at the route on the navigator in the car.

By the way, I took a look at the supercar of the racer, the chassis of this car has been modified, a little higher, so as not to grind the mountain road to the floor, the tires are also specially made, presumably the engine engine has been modified.

Without waiting for Zeng Jun to observe more, Wen Wenxuan walked between the two cars, holding a gun in his hand, and with Zeng Jun's eyes, he could see that this was a real one.

"Are you ready?" Wen Wenxuan glanced at the two of them with a smile and asked.

Zeng Jun knew what he meant, "Don't worry, I'm willing to gamble and lose, if I lose, my hands will definitely break!" And you, get ready for 400 million funds! ”

Wen Wenxuan narrowed his eyes and said viciously: "I hope you can go down the mountain alive!" ”

Zeng Jun turned his head to look at the racer, who was now fully armed, wearing a helmet and a protective suit, and sneered: "You still pray that your driver will survive." ”

When the racer heard this, his face flashed with anger, and the car stuck out of the window and made a provocative gesture of thumbs up, "Stupid! ”

Wen Wenxuan gave the racer a look that he could not fail, took two steps back, and raised the pistol in his hand: "Ready!" ”

There were a lot of sons and brothers present, and this kind of game of abuse gave them a strong sense of superiority, and they cheered one by one, and before they could start, they were already talking about celebrating.

didn't treat Zeng Jun as a dish at all!

"Meng Shao, wait for us to celebrate, I'm afraid you will have to go to the funeral, hahaha! Decaying home? ”

I don't know who teased him like this, Meng Tianhao was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched, and he almost couldn't help but want to do it. can be pulled by Miao Yunyun.

Miao Yunyunfen clenched his fists slightly, and said crisply: "Brother Jun will definitely win!" ”

The voice was firm, but it only provoked a raging laugh. If it weren't for the fact that she was Miss Miao, I am afraid that someone would have ridiculed and scolded her.

"Brother Jun, come on!" Miao Yunyun ignored the laughter of his son's buddies and cheered Zeng Jun loudly.

Zeng Jun seemed to hear it, stretched out his hand from the window, and gave a thumbs up.

This action made a group of boys laugh wildly, "Damn, I don't know whether I live or die, I'm still thinking about picking up girls at this time!" ”

"The world of the mentally retarded, where can we understand it?"

“……”

Miao Yunyun and Meng Tianhao almost exploded, but at this time, they saw that the car had stepped on the accelerator, and the roar of the engine was deafening.

Zeng Jun in the BMW car ignited slowly.

"Bang!" The gun went off.

The racer's car rushed out like an arrow from the string, and Zeng Jun's BMW sports car started slowly, and in just an instant, the two cars opened up a distance of 100 meters.

Wen Wenxuan put down the gun in his hand, looked at the racing driver who was in the lead, and then looked at the BMW that was slowly accelerating behind him, and laughed.

"Brother Hao, you have a good brother." Wen Wenxuan walked up to Meng Tianhao and patted him on the shoulder: "A pair of hands to repay 200 million for you, in fact, it is an honor for him to be a small security guard." ”

Meng Tianhao's eyes were on fire, staring at Wen Wenxuan, his fists clenched.

The eyes of a tall bodyguard next to Wen Wenxuan suddenly turned cold; "You still want to taste my fists?"

Wen Wenxuan stretched out his hand and waved: "Don't be unreasonable, Brother Hao is also our God of Wealth today!" ”

The bodyguard laughed playfully, glanced at Meng Tianhao contemptuously, and said: "Wen Shao is right, the God of Wealth can't move, and the coercive goods in the car should be beaten!" ”

"What do you mean?" Meng Tianhao heard that something was wrong.

"Huh." Wen Wenxuan smiled, didn't answer him, and turned around and walked to the large monitor screen on the other side.

Meng Tianhao wanted to rush up and ask, but the bodyguard turned around abruptly and punched Meng Tianhao in the face.

Meng Tianhao was dizzy for a moment, and was helped up by Ai Xingyu, but while he was angry, he suddenly remembered that Zeng Jun had left Wenming Xuan on the second floor last time on Boss Chen's birthday.

Thinking of this, Meng Tianhao felt more and more sorry for Zeng Jun, and looked at the BMW that had disappeared, and became more and more frightened.

“……”

On the track, Zeng Jun accelerated steadily, the speed of the car became faster and faster, and in front of him, the light blue sports car of the racer was already far beyond him, but he looked indifferent.

The racer looked in the rearview mirror, saw the pink BMW, smiled disdainfully, stretched his hand out of the window, gave a thumbs up, reversed his wrist, thumbs down, pressed it twice, accelerated again, and the car threw Zeng Jun out of the distance in a blink of an eye.

"It's almost a kilometer away."

Next to the monitor in the arena, the boy buddy stared at the monitor screen that was several meters large, two small dots moving on a track, the green one was in front, followed by the red one, visible to the naked eye, and the gap seemed to be widening.

Jiang looked at the situation on the screen the next day, with a hideous look on his face, if he could abolish Zeng Jun's two arms this time, what else would Zeng Jun do to fight him? Without Zeng Jun intervening in it, wouldn't it be simple for Jiang to get Hua Yuxia the next day?

Zeng Jun repeatedly ruined his plan, and Jiang wanted him to be doomed the next day.

"It's almost time for the Death Track Roundabout."

The picture on the screen turned to the aerial photograph, which was a blue sports car: "Wow, look at that drift, you dare to drift on such a road, amazing." ”

The people around me were also sincerely amazed.

Miao Yunyun also looked at the screen, originally unswervingly sure that Zeng Jun would win, but now, she was a little shaken in her heart.

Zeng Jun drove the BMW, still accelerating, and the speed of the car had reached 150 miles.

In the blink of an eye, you will be on the winding road of the first death track.

However, Zeng Jun did not slow down.

Someone looked at the distance and approximate speed of the two on a small screen, and when they saw this scene, they were shocked in their eyes: "The distance has decreased." ”

"It's normal, you have to slow down on the crater, even if you are caught up by Zeng Jun, it doesn't matter at all."

"No, he didn't slow down, now he has pulled in the distance of two hundred meters, and now there is only a gap of three hundred meters!" Said the staff.

There was an uproar around, the scene on the screen switched again, and the distance between the two light points on the screen had been pulled in half!

"Damn, isn't he afraid of death?"

The death track is steep and the mountain road is steep, and it doesn't slow down! One mistake is enough to leave a corpse......