Chapter 60: Who's the Champion

Entering the corner, a head swing and tail, the van exhaust pipe, expelled a slip of black smoke, and easily passed the S-shaped corner.

"Is this still human?"

Zhou Hao slapped the steering wheel a few times, completely shocked by Ling Chen, so shocked that he forgot to accelerate, and Ling Chen ran far away, and the distance between the two cars became farther and farther.

After passing the corner, Zhou Hao accelerated desperately, wanting to catch up with Ling Chen with the car's performance advantage, hoping to catch up before reaching the top of the mountain.

It's just that he thought wrong, Ling Chen's speed kept soaring, no matter how he chased after him, he just couldn't catch up.

Seeing that Ling Chen was about to reach the top of the mountain, Ning Qiaoqiao was very pleased, drove the car to the starting line, glanced at Ling Shaohuang, and said slightly: "It's our turn." ”

"You can't win me, surrender." Ling Shaohuang sneered, and then got into the sports car.

"That's not necessarily, it's better than that." Ning Qiaoqiao said with a good airway.

Ling Shaohuang knew that Ning Qiaoqiao was very strong at driving, but compared to him, there was still a big gap.

Two sports cars, ready to go.

"Prepare ......" Zhou Ziheng raised his gun high and shouted in a loud voice: "Begin!" ”

Ning Qiaoqiao was like an arrow off the string, rushing forward desperately, her sports car let out a low roar, bursts of sound, stimulating people's senses, but Ling Shaohuang was not weak, and Ning Qiaoqiao started a chase.

Two cars, at the same speed, walked side by side.

After driving for a few minutes, Ling Shaohuang gritted his teeth and actually touched Ning Qiaoqiao's car with his body.

Ning Qiaoqiao's car was wiped on the guardrail, the paint of the body was wiped off, and her speed was also half a beat slower, Ling Shaohuang took the opportunity to overtake and left Ning Qiaoqiao behind.

"Ling Shaohuang, you are so despicable." Ning Qiaoqiao was so angry that she stomped her feet, seeing that Ling Shaohuang threw her off, she had to drive the car back to the starting point, and she lost.

If Ling Shaohuang hadn't used despicable means, it wasn't certain who would have lost.

Ling Shaohuang stretched out his hand out of the window and waved his hand, very proud.

Although she lost, fortunately, Brother Ling Chen won.

"Brother Ling Chen, you must be angry for me in a while." Ning Qiaoqiao walked up to Ling Chen and grabbed his shoulder.

"Don't worry, little Nizi." Ling Chen smiled slightly.

"I hate it, don't call me Xiao Nizi, where am I small?" Ning Qiaoqiao glanced at Ling Chen, he loved to call her Xiao Nizi since she was a child.

"Da Nizi."

"No, neither can Da Nizi." Ning Qiaoqiao said.

"What's that called? Little? Ling Chen said with a smile.

"Ah...... You, Brother Ling Chen, you are necrotic, don't call me that, just call me Qiaoqiao. Ning Qiaoqiao didn't expect that after a few years of not seeing each other, Brother Ling Chen had become so oily and smooth.

"Okay, Qiaoqiaoniko." Ling Chen touched Ning Qiaoqiao's hair and said.

"Humph!" Liu Mei next to her was completely angry, she was in no mood to watch it, Ling Chen asked her to watch the game, but she didn't expect to ask her to be a light bulb, taking advantage of Ling Chen's inattention, Liu Mei went to the Camry in frustration and disappeared.

"Don't take Niko, it's hard to hear." Ning Qiaoqiao was extremely crazy.

"Then it's called Qiaoqiao Girl." Ling Chen laughed.

"I'll kick you to death."

Ning Qiaoqiao raised her leg and kicked at Ling Chen, as soon as she raised her leg like this, she was suddenly looked at by Ling Chen because she was wearing a short skirt.

"Wow, pink lace!" Ling Chen feasted his eyes.

"Don't look around." Ning Qiaoqiao's face turned red, and she put her feet down, but she didn't expect to be gone.

Immediately, the second round of the competition officially began.

The craze of the audience did not decrease at all, but became more and more excited, and the more they went to the later games, the more exciting they became.

In the second round, Zhou Hao PK Ning Qiaoqiao, Ling Shaohuang PK Wang Yu, Ling Chen PK Wang Yu.

After such a round, the result was that Ning Qiaoqiao narrowly defeated Zhou Hao, Wang Yu lost to Ling Shaohuang, and finally Ling Chen won Wang Yu.

In the first round, Ning Qiaoqiao, Zhou Hao, and Wang Yu were out.

Ling Shaohuang and Ling Chen were left to compete for the championship.

Ling Shaohuang was not interested in the bonus, he just wanted to defeat Ling Chen.

The woman lost to him, the family business lost to him, and racing must not lose to him again.

Racing is what Ling Shaohuang is best at, even Cai Chen and Zhou Hao are inferior.

"Ling Shao, are you sure to win him, his van, this is a special evil sect." Zhou Hao stood next to Ling Shaohuang and was quite jealous of Ling Chen.

"What do you say?" Ling Shaohuang asked rhetorically?

Looking at Ling Chen, he was very relaxed, and he didn't seem to take the game seriously.

"Brother Ling Chen, you have to come on, abuse him fiercely." Ning Qiaoqiao said.

"Don't worry, Qiaoqiao, I will seek justice for you, he will lose." Ling Chen pinched Ning Qiaoqiao's delicate face.

Ning Qiaoqiao was a little shy and nodded fiercely.

This is the brother Ling Chen whom she trusts and admires so much, as long as Brother Ling Chen says that he can win, then he can win.

"Tatsu Shao, it's bad, the van is leaking oil." Zhou Ziheng saw that under the van, gasoline kept flowing out and ran over.

"What's going on? Maybe I accidentally bumped it just now and broke the fuel tank. ”

Ling Chen ran over and took a look, this van is equivalent to being scrapped, two vans were scrapped in a short period of time, and he was really lucky.

"Haha, your car is broken, I'll see what you compare to me." Ling Shaohuang looked proud: "Admit defeat." ”

"In my dictionary, there is no such thing as admitting defeat." Ling Chen gritted his teeth.

"Your car is scrapped, can you compare your bike to me?" Ling Shaohuang didn't expect that at the critical moment, Ling Chen's car had a problem.

"Brother Ling Chen, you drive my car."

Ning Qiaoqiao threw the car key to Ling Chen, Ling Chen's van drove so six, and he must have driven a Porsche even more six.

"Okay." Taking the key, Ling Chen held it tightly in his hand.

"You...... You can't drive her car? Seeing this, Ling Shaohuang's face was completely pulled down, and it was very ugly.

"Why can't you drive, is there a rule in the race that you can't drive my car?" Ning Qiaoqiao glared at Ling Shaohuang.

"This ......" Ling Shaohuang was speechless, there was indeed no such rule in the competition, Ling Chen could drive any car, provided that he was careless and willing to lend it to him.

Unexpectedly, Ning Qiaoqiao ruined his good deeds again.

"Get ready." Zhou Ziheng looked at Ling Shaohuang and Ling Chen, and frowned, the wonderful moment was about to kick off.

Ling Shaohuang has never lost, and Ling Chen has not lost either.

Everyone wants to see who can win the championship.

However, in everyone's hearts, Ling Chen's chances of winning the championship are greater, after all, Ling Chen's van was good just now, and now he has changed to a two-million sports car, which will only be even better.

Ling Chen sat in the car, familiarized himself with Ning Qiaoqiao's car, and then made preparations.

In Qiaoqiao's car, there is a unique fragrance, I don't know if it is Qiaoqiao's body fragrance, or the car is sprayed with perfume.

All in all, it smells good.

Ling Shaohuang was also ready, and with a gunshot.

The roar of the throttle and the sound of beeping waves instantly shook the earth.