There is a ring mountain road in the south of Qingyang City, the place is remote, inaccessible, and the drag racing race in which Qi Dong participates is located here.

When Yan Tao and the others went, the atmosphere was hot.

On the driveway, sports cars worth tens of millions are lined up, with great momentum and loud cheers.

Porsche, Maserati, Lamborghini...... And they are all modified sports cars, arrogant and arrogant.

When Yan Tao and his party entered, it was just the end of the first round, and everyone was cheering around the racers.

On the second floor, four or five young people sat around the round table, arrogant and arrogant.

Qi Dong spoke dryly all the way, and when he saw the place, he suddenly felt sad.

"Yan Tao, the plates in the past two days are different from ordinary ones, the princelings from Jiang Province opened it, we can't afford to mess with others, you be careful! Don't be impulsive! ”

George is not good at Chinese, and the big tongue asks, "Tai, princeling, what do you mean?" ”

"It's just powerful, you know?"

Xiang Xiang went up to the second floor first, reported to the group of young people, and ran down after a while, "Wang Shao said, if you want to participate, you can participate, but if you lose, the bet will be doubled." ”

"What?!"

Qi Dong's eyes widened, doubling more than 600,000, plus the previous 30,000, it was nearly 1 million.

Yan Tao: "Yes." ”

It's not her who pays anyway.

Qi Dong ......

"I don't have a car!"

Qi Dong racked his brains to save himself, "No car can't be compared!" ”

Xiang Xiang: "Wang Shao said, for the sake of fairness, he provides sports cars in friendship, you can choose whatever you want." ”

Qi Dong ...... I don't want to pick wow!

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows, his light gaze swept over the row of cars, and said lightly, "The red one." ”

“OK！”

Xiang Xiang beckoned, "You guys drive the car to the starting point of the track, come on, come on, get ready!" ”

The people watching the excitement on the stage saw that there was another game, shouting and shouting, waving cloth flags and coaxing.

When he saw the racers sent out on the other side, Qi Dong's whole person was not good.

Fan Xinhong!

Fan Xinhong,!

The best racer under Wang Shao's hands, drag racing is not fatal, the best at speeding in corners, nicknamed the Crazy Lion!

And he also has a habit of stumbling when racing with others!

I heard that at least seven people died at his hands!

Fan Xinhong was wearing a white club racing suit, he was half white, tall and strong, his hair was dyed blonde, and he stood next to the car like a lion with his head ready to go, full of explosive power!

He waved his arms at the stage, and the crowd's screams of excitement and madness echoed the entire highway.

The passionate and hormonal race is a favorite of the audience.

"Wild Lion!"

"Wild Lion!"

"Wild Lion!"

The shouts formed a wave of sound, and Fan Xinhong cast a smug glance at Yan Tao, his right index finger pointing down, his movements were full of provocation and contempt.

Qi Dong's face turned white, facing the mad lion, Yan Tao, who had never touched the car much, could not win at all......

The crowd watching the excitement thought the same as Qi Dong.

"Isn't this man crazy? Dare to race with the Wild Lion! ”

"It's overwhelming!"

"You see, that kid just lost yesterday and is here again. I guess I wanted to get back on the field, but I didn't expect to bump into the wild lion...... This luck, tsk......"

"It's a pity...... Although it is a little far away, the boy's temperament is really good. It's a pity that people prefer the powerful. ”

Qi Dong's lips turned pale, and he stretched out his hand to hold Yan Tao's arm, "Yan Tao, you can't go." ”

Racing with the Lion, you may lose your life!