The bald head didn't dare to accept the check, and Lu Chengfeng's face suddenly became bad.

Looking at Lu Chengfeng's eyes floating over, the bald head not only shuddered. One million, if Lu Chengfeng wins, the money will go to the dealer, that is, the bald head. But once Lu Chengfeng loses, the entire market is less than 10 million, and he can't lose so much money in compensation.

Although Lu Chengfeng has a very big chance of winning, as a bookmaker, he really doesn't want to take a gamble with such a big risk.

The bald head wiped the beads of sweat on his head and stabilized his confidence: "According to the rules, if one million is pressed, the odds must be changed, otherwise this game will not be opened!" ”

The bald head was heartbroken, and he thought of a way.

Du Jiayi looked at the bald head and looked like he would not accept orders without adjusting the odds, and immediately smiled: "Then how to adjust it?" ”

The bald head glanced at Lu Chengfeng's face, and said tentatively: "1:3." ”

Noticing that Lu Chengfeng's expression didn't seem to deteriorate, he pretended to be bold: "It's set at one to three!" ”

Du Jiayi shook the check in his hand: "Just earn pocket money." I have to give face to Lu Shao! ”

In the crowd of onlookers next to her, there was a scantily clad girl who was about to spark when she stared at the check, and asked the BMW man next to her: "One million, who is this young man, bet on one million!" ”

The BMW man's eyes couldn't stop drifting towards the neckline of the sister paper, wanting to see the scenery inside, and said with his mouth: "We Lu Shao want to be the whole person!" In the magic capital, it's not bragging, the people who can play with Lu Shao in a sports car haven't been born yet! ”

"I just put tens of thousands of yuan on Lu Shao, make a little money to spend!" The BMW man boasted triumphantly.

Lu Chengfeng's odds are 1:1. 2, in fact, it is already a very low odds, but mosquito legs are also meat. Du Jiayi was one million at once, which immediately made the camp boil, and a bunch of people surrounded the gambling game, vying to bet on Lu Chengfeng, wanting to make some money.

"Brother, being rich is human nature!" Wang Jing gave a thumbs up to Du Jiayi, who came back.

"Yes! We can't lose if we lose, and the momentum over there will suddenly weaken. Song Maorong echoed.

"Who said I was going to lose! Isn't there no comparison! Raise the morale of others and destroy your own prestige!" Du Jiayi scolded with a smile.

"Huh?" Song Maorong was surprised, "Is this a strategy?" It must be yes, through a big deal to make the other side think that there is fraud in the meantime, and then when racing, he can't concentrate, Du Shao takes the opportunity to overtake him! ”

Wang Jing was also shocked by Song Maorong's brain hole, and patted his head with a smile: "I said what you kid has in his head, we are here to compete in a dignified manner, how can there be so many twists and turns you think!" ”

Lu Chengfeng always felt that it was not the taste, not because he was choked by Du Jiayi just now, but because Du Jiayi's attitude just now made him have a bad premonition.

"They're not trying to do anything, are they?" A younger brother said guessingly.

"Probably not!" Lu Chengfeng shook his head, "With so many people watching, what can they do?" ”

Things should be in his heart, Lu Chengfeng is not very energetic, and the jubilant party next to him is even more troubled in his heart.

"Get someone to check my car and see if there's anything wrong." Lu Chengfeng said uneasily.

…………

Wang Jing arched Du Jiayi's arm: "Song Maorong's kid may still be right, Lu Chengfeng's side is now jumping chickens and dogs, maybe he is suspicious of something!" ”

Du Jiayi fiddled with the juice in his hand: "What's the matter, let's see how much time is left?" ”

Wang Jing reported the time, and it was only a few minutes away from the agreed time.

As the cars speeding along the winding road returned to the camp one after another, the sound of the engine humming was heard in the camp. The people who had gathered around the small bar gradually gathered towards the starting point, and the roar of the mechanical beast drove a lot of screams.

Du Jiayi drove a Lamborghini slowly through the crowd.

The high-powered searchlights hit the body of the sports car, and the shining luster made the young men and women around them revel.

Du Jiayi, who was sitting in the driver's seat, seemed to enjoy this kind of high-profile occasion, and the noise was almost about to lift him up.

The passenger seat was naturally empty, and Wang Jing stayed in the camp on the pretext that his weight was overweight, which might affect the speed of the car. However, Du Jiayi was finally given a wireless headset for easy contact.

"Hey, hey!" Wang Jing said into the headphones.

"Can you be blunt and small, it will blow up my ears!" Du Jiayi yelled towards the microphone.

The other end of the earphone was quiet for a while, and Wang Jing's wailing voice came; "Everybody's light, I'm almost deaf."

Du Jiayi smiled triumphantly.

Not far away, Lu Chengfeng was laughing inexplicably, and his heart couldn't stop pounding. Lu Chengfeng suddenly remembered that on the last celebrity charity night, Du Jiayi cheated himself, causing himself to be locked up by his mother for several days, and his pocket money was doubled. As soon as this shadow is left in my heart, it is not so easy to think about it.

The starting line was cleared, and the starter motioned for two luxury sports cars to drive ahead.

The Lamborghini and Porsche 911 sit side by side, and the roaring engines cycle from high to low, pushing the shouts of the entire crowd to the top.

A small remote-controlled helicopter stays in the air, and a screen in the center of the camp broadcasts two vehicles side by side in real time.

"Look at Lu Chengfeng's appearance, he is probably frightened by our empty city plan." Wang Jing sneered inside the headphones.

Du Jiayi glanced at Lu Chengfeng, and his fingers clenched the steering wheel a little white. It should be Du Jiayi, who has no professional racing experience, who should be nervous in this game, but it is indeed Lu Chengfeng who is extremely nervous now, and I have to say that this is a super irony.

"Brother! Confident of winning? ”

"Nope! In a normal game, I would never have won! ”

Du Jiayi struggled to control Lamborghini. Without a bit of professionalism, it is very difficult to get behind the wheel of a sports car. Constantly stepping on the accelerator at the starting line, making the engine make a roaring sound, Du Jiayi felt a little uncontrollable.

"A little ambitious!" Wang Jing cheered Du Jiayi on the phone.

"Why don't you get on the bus if you have ambition?" Du Jiayi couldn't help but sneer.

"You've got to have someone to do the logistics!" Wang Jing said as a matter of course, "Song Maorong is too young to control the scene, so he still has to come out with an experienced person like me!" ”

"Cowardice is cowardice, and I won't look down on you!" Du Jiayi paused, and then said, "Anyway, I would have looked down on you a long time ago!" ”

made a joke with Wang Jing, and Du Jiayi's nervousness eased a little.

I saw a hot girl standing in the middle of two sports cars, the scarlet countdown number on the side kept decreasing, and the crowd of two people had already started the timer frantically:

“5”

“4”

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