Chapter 511: It Must Be an Impostor

This Lin Yan was completely naked humiliating Yeva, and when he reached the end, he didn't drive in, but got out of the car to check the condition of the car.

By this time, what else is there to check?

With just one foot on the accelerator, the red car driven by Lin Yan will enter the finish line and win the race.

It wasn't until the rear, when the silver vehicle driven by the imposter caught up, that Lin Yan slowly opened the door, re-entered the driver's seat, lightly stepped on the accelerator, and crossed the finish line in an instant.

At the moment when the red car crossed the finish line, there was no sound in the audience except for the roar of the two cars.

Wei Xufeng looked at the two cars at the finish line dumbfounded.

His boss, the track god of death Yeva, lost to that Lin Yan......

Is it possible for this kind of thing to happen?

Seeing is believing, but how to explain the situation on the track?

Now, Lin Yan didn't look at the silver vehicle parked on the side, stepped off the car, and returned to the competition venue.

"Sister Yan, wow...... How the hell did you do it, you actually won the track Grim Reaper Yeva! I'm not dreaming, it's too much! ”

Seeing Lin Yan returning, Pei Yutang's face was full of excitement, and he hurriedly spoke to Lin Yan.

Hearing this, Lin Yan smiled slightly and said, "That's right, I just ran casually, I didn't expect to win the track with a legendary figure like Death Reaper Yeva...... It seems that I should be a racing prodigy that is hard to come out of in 10,000 years. ”

"Hmph, there's absolutely no way you're going to win against my boss, unless, the one below is fake!" Suddenly, Qi Shaoyuan looked at Lin Yan and spoke.

Immediately, the corners of Lin Yan's mouth rose slightly, revealing an inexplicable smile, "Actually, the reason is very simple...... It's nothing more than two points. ”

"Which two?" Pei Yutang asked.

"Number one, I did win the track Grim Reaper Yeva, I'm better than Yeva, I'm a racing prodigy." Lin flue.

"What about the second point?" Qi Shaoyuan asked.

"The second point?" Lin Yan shrugged his shoulders, "The one below is a fake, either I'm better than Yeva, or I've won a fake Yeva, is there a third explanation?" ”

"Fake?!"

Obviously, after a short period of stunned, everyone present was more inclined to Lin Yan's so-called second point.

If you really say that the woman in front of you is strong in the game of death, it is really an international joke.

But the following Yeva did lose the game, this is a fact, it is indisputable, in this case, then she must be an impostor!

"Lin Shuya, what the hell is going on!"

Suddenly, Wei Xu Feng's gaze fell on Lin Shuya.

"No, it's not me, it's Ms. Yeva, please listen to me!" Lin Shuya frowned.

Hearing this, Lin Yan nodded and said, "Don't worry, please give her a chance to quibble." ”

Qi Shaoyuan: "......"

Pei Yutang: "......"

At this moment, a cold light appeared in Lin Shuya's eyes.

Could it be that Yeva, what an impostor?! Otherwise, how could he not outrun Lin Yan!

But soon, Lin Shuya calmed down again.

Even if it's an impostor, there is a remedy.

As long as the imposter is killed and does not admit it, it is said that it is because of the recurrence of old injuries......

Immediately, Lin Yan shouted towards the silver car at the finish line, "Ms. Yeva, we have called the police, we suspect that you are not Yeva at all, and we hope you can explain clearly." ”

However, as Lin Yan's voice fell, the silver racing car instantly hit the accelerator, and in the blink of an eye, the silver racing car actually rushed out of the venue!