Because Qin Luo's speed was still getting faster, and even in the end, Lin Xiaorou felt that the vehicle had rolled slightly.

This terrifying feeling of overturning at any time is many times more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

So... Lin Xiaorou's exclamation never stopped.

When it came to Qin Luo, he had always looked leisurely.

It seems to be just a regular operation.,I also took the time to play a piece of music.,There's no sense of playing with your life at all.。

In the stands high up, a group of people were already dumbfounded, looking at McLaren speeding below in disbelief.

With such operations, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a car god...

On the side, the handsome young man also quipped at this time: "It seems that your money is going to be wasted." ”

Hearing this, the people who realized it later leaked the color of flesh pain.

In just 10 laps of the track, it took only 10 minutes.

In the end, Qin Luo won the race with an astonishing speed of nearly two laps ahead of Wu Hao.

And after parking, Qin Luo felt refreshed and stretched his waist.

As for Lin Xiaorou, her face was pale and frightened, and she even lost the strength to get out of the car.

Wu Hao stopped the car, as if he had lost his self-confidence, threw the car keys to Qin Luo in frustration, and left without saying a word.

This time he not only lost the car, but also lost a lot of money.

"How are you going to thank me?" Qin Luole handed the car key in front of Lin Xiaorou, looking quite invited.

And Lin Xiaorou snatched the car keys, happy but afraid of being seen by Qin Luo, pretending to be calm: "Miss Ben does what she says, from today onwards, this McLaren is yours!"

The allure of a supercar is a temptation for anyone.

Qin Luo was also very moved, but in the end he refused, and said frankly: "I don't want the car, just don't always look for me in the future." ”

"Impossible!" Lin Xiaorou refused very firmly.

Glaring at Qin Luo, he said, "Do you like the car, but Miss Ben will let you leave my sister one day." ”

Qin Luo couldn't figure out why Lin Xiaorou had such an obsession, and couldn't help but ask, "Is it good for you?"

And this question also asked Lin Xiaorou.

She was stunned at first, and then she really couldn't think of a reason, and snorted: "I just hate you anyway, so I have to get rid of you!"

After that, he didn't give Qin Luo a chance to speak, got up and sat in the lost Lamborghini, and drove away with one foot on the accelerator.

As for Qin Luo, his face was messy in the back, and he didn't know what to say at all.