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She took the binoculars, put them in front of her, and then began to look for Beichen Shaoting's racing car. 【For more exciting, please visit uruo.】

It's just that...... At this time, there was a surprised voice from the host.

"No. 3 suddenly stopped, what's going on, is the car out of order?"

Hearing this, Mo was taken aback, No. 3 ...... Isn't that the car of Beichen Shaoting.

Then the telescope captured the black sports car in the distance, suddenly stopping on the track.

The other cars around him have already overtaken him......

Mo Qianqian's heart suddenly tightened, what's wrong...... Is there something wrong with his car?

Otherwise...... How could the car suddenly stop.

This is not Beichen Shaoting's style......

He must have done this because something was wrong.

It could be a problem with the car, or it could be ...... It's his own problem.

She got up, subconsciously wanting to leave her seat and go down to have a look.

"Shallow, wait and see what happens!" Ning Ziqi reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"But...... I'd like to go down and have a look. Mo Qianqian bit his lip and looked at the black racing car in the distance with a worried expression.

She's worried about him!

"Don't worry, I'll let people go down and have a look!" Ning Ziqi reached out and patted the back of Mo Qianqian's hand, and then looked at the bodyguard on the side.

"Madam, I'll go and see!" The bodyguard nodded hurriedly, then quickly turned around and left the VIP seat and ran towards the runway.

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Not only them, but also the people on the scene were also inexplicable by this sudden incident.

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In the black racing car, Beichen Shaoting held the steering wheel with one hand and hung weakly to the side with the other.

On the face hidden inside the helmet, there were large pieces of sweat falling down at this time......

Thin lips are also a little whitish.

He opened his lips and breathed heavily......

His hand...... At a critical time, it hurts terribly!

The place where the bullet passed through it was like a thousand poisonous snakes were biting at this time!

It hurts...... Even holding the steering wheel makes you tremble!

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After about a few minutes of the car stopping, suddenly, the black sports car slowly moved again...... Then, it gradually became faster and faster.

"Number Three is sprinting again, and it's amazing! It's a great test of the racer's skill and stamina! On the radio, the voice of the male narrator was heard again.

There was an uproar at the scene......

The speed of the black car is very fast, it is simply astonishingly fast!

Soon, the number three overtook the cars in front of him!

At the front, only the red race car remains!

At this time, a car accidentally slid into the side of the track and overturned!

Paramedics are coming!

Mo Qianqian's heart was even tighter!

Probably feeling a sense of crisis, the speed of the red car also increased.

The speed of the two cars was almost the same......

Until the finish line, there was no noticeable difference between the two cars!

Finally...... The two cars race to the finish line together!

There was a burst of hilarious screams from the scene......

Mo Qianqian held Ning Ziqi's hand tightly on the side, not daring to make a sound, but looking at the starting point.

Both cars arrived at the end almost at the same time......

There was a sudden braking, and the black race car stopped.

The door was pushed open, and Beichen Shaoting, who was wearing a racing suit and a hard hat, got off the car.

His right hand clutched his left arm......

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