Although he no longer cares much about what others think at his current status, he doesn't mind disgusting those who despise him.

It's not about killing people, but he is still willing to watch it just to make the other person feel disgusted.

This time Yi Binghua did not dare to agree immediately. Although a meal cost tens of thousands of yuan, it would still be painful to spend three or two meals a day.

"Who is the driver of car number 58?"

"Haha! Mr. Yi! You dare to bet with me without even knowing who is in my team? You deserve to lose. But I won't tell you. Go back and ask your team manager. He will tell you. He will definitely know."

Isn't that guy surnamed Tang a troublemaker? I'm going to cause you some trouble too. He doesn't believe that Yi Binghua will turn around and punish that guy surnamed Tang.

Wan Feng felt happy when he thought of this.

Guan Dahai from the Nanwan Team in the first diesel group set off.

From the moment the race started, this guy's No. 55 car ran wildly in the front as if it had been injected with chicken shit... or chicken blood.

Wan Feng's good mood started to turn sour and he was extremely angry.

This idiot, this is the preliminaries, okay? What's the point of running so fast? Doesn't that just give away your strength?

Although the preliminaries are good, you will get a good starting position in the finals.

However, the starting positions for track cross-country races are only four or five meters apart, which can basically be ignored.

If possible, Wan Feng would like to kick Guan Dahai unconscious with a flying kick.

Guan Dahai reached the finish line in 4 minutes 1.89 seconds. He was as happy as a ripe kiwi, but he didn't know that his boss was so angry that smoke was coming out of his ears.