Park Sun-ho seemed to be about to say something, when a cold voice came from the doorway, "Chen Chengjun is still so conceited!"
Park Sun-ho and others were startled when they heard this and turned to look at the person who came.
Jiang Tiancheng didn't look back, but a hint of solemnity appeared on his originally expressionless face.
After the man at the door walked in, Jiang Tiancheng turned around and looked at the short young man with a thin face and sharp eyes in front of him, and said, "Miyamoto, you came quite early! Why, do you want to try it today too?"
The man laughed heartily and said, "Who am I, Miyamoto Taiken? How could I possibly take advantage of someone in distress? Although I'd love to compete with you, Tiancheng-kun, I'd better wait for your vehicle to arrive so that we can have a fair fight at our peak condition!"
"Then why are you here?" Jiang Tiancheng felt relieved when he heard this. Now that his beloved car was not in the car, he really had no chance of winning with his cousin's car against Miyamoto Yasutoshi, who was as strong as himself.
Just like a top swordsman has his own sword, a top racing driver has his own sports car.
This sports car has accompanied me on racetracks. I am familiar with every structure and every function of it. It can be said to be the car that best suits me.
Only by driving the car that he is most proficient in and that suits him best can this top racing driver display his peak strength.
Miyamoto Yasuken smiled and said, "Tiancheng Jun and I are evenly matched. Today, Tiancheng Jun is having his first match here again. How can I not come and cheer for him?"
"But please don't lose to this bunch of Chinese trash, Tiancheng-kun. If you do, you won't be worthy of being my, Miyamoto Taiken's, strongest opponent!"
Jiang Tiancheng snorted coldly as if he had heard a ridiculous joke, "Miyamoto, you should think about yourself. After today's warm-up, it will be a contest between you and me. Don't lose too badly then!"
Miyamoto Yasuken still had a smile on his face as he said, "Don't worry, Tiancheng-kun. When it comes to racing, I, Miyamoto Yasuken, won't necessarily lose! What's more, there might even be unexpected gains!"
As Miyamoto Yasuken said this, he looked at the two beauties downstairs through the glass window with a look of determination!
"Young Master Jiang, it's almost time. It's time to leave." Uncle Yuan walked in and spoke to Jiang Tiancheng.
Miyamoto Taiken smiled and said, "Then I would like to congratulate Tiancheng Jun on his victory!"
Jiang Tiancheng still had no expression on his face. He looked at Uncle Yuan, nodded, and walked out.
The race is about to begin, and the racers from Linhang are already gearing up to teach this arrogant red-haired guy a lesson.
In the most luxurious and expansive room on the third floor, the organizer, a rich second-generation yellow-haired man, looked down at the scene with a serious expression and asked, "How are the preparations going?"
The henchman next to him said, "Master Hua, Feishen, Xuanshen, and Baishen are all ready. They shouldn't lose to that red-haired guy."
Hua Shao's expression didn't relax after hearing this. He continued, "Hasn't the old driver who drove the Wuling Hongguang the day before yesterday been found yet? Has he come today?"
The henchman paused and said, "We still don't know who that veteran driver is. There are indeed a few Wuling Hongguangs who came to sign up today, but these people are all people we know who come here frequently. There's no veteran driver!"
Hua Shao frowned slightly when he heard this. "What a bunch of losers! It's been two days and we haven't found a single person!"
The henchman shrank his neck and spoke carefully, "Although the old driver didn't come, Feishen, Xuanshen, and Baishen are all on the field today, so there shouldn't be any problems, right?"
"I hope so!" Hua Shao tightened his hands behind his back, his brows still furrowed.
As the organizer of this underground racing track and a drag racing enthusiast with certain skills, he is very clear about the strength of these so-called driving gods in Linhang.
No matter whether it is Feishen, Xuanshen or Baishen, at best they are no more than the violent woman Park Sunhao from the day before yesterday. Even if they are strong, they are not much stronger. Their chances of winning against Jiang Tiancheng are really not high.
Racing is all about speed. There is no such thing as outnumbered teams. Even if you have many racing masters, it's useless if none of them can beat others.
If the veteran driver from the day before yesterday hadn’t shown up, the situation of today’s game would have been worrying!
The entire Linhang City mobilized so many racing gods, but in the end, this arrogant Korean won the championship. It’s embarrassing just to think about it.
Although Hua Shao is a little bit of a playboy in his daily life, he still knows that he is Chinese. No one wants to see him being outdone by foreigners.
On the track below, dozens of cars are in their positions, waiting for the race to begin.
This time, it can be said that all the racing masters in Linhang City came out, with the goal of surpassing this arrogant stick. It doesn’t matter who is the champion, as long as this stick is not taken.
In parking space number one, a fair-skinned young man in a white racing suit got into his beloved white Ferrari with a confident look.
The fans around shouted, "Come on, Baishen, Baishen is the best, teach that red-haired guy a lesson!"
He is Baishen Liu Guanbai, the grandson of the president of the largest real estate group in Linhang City. Today he appeared on the track to meet the challenge of the red-haired Korean Jiang Tiancheng.
At the same time, the tall young man in a black windbreaker in parking space number two also got into his red Lamborghini, looking intently ahead, waiting for the start!
There were also car fans around shouting, "Come on, Xuanshen, Xuanshen, show the red-haired sticks some color!"
He is Xuanshen Yang Moxuan. His father is the president of one of the best leisure and entertainment groups in Linhang. Today he also came here to fight with this arrogant racing driver from South Korea.
At the same time, in parking space number three, a young man in light blue casual clothes and wavy curly hair got into his golden Rolls-Royce while chewing gum, with a confident light in his eyes.
A group of car fans also cheered around him, "Come on, Feishen! Feishen is the fastest! Feishen, let those Koreans know how powerful we Chinese are!"
He is the Flying God Lan Yifei. He doesn't have any particularly powerful background, but he is a pure racing enthusiast who just likes to seek excitement.
Today, he heard that some arrogant Koreans were coming to challenge all the racers in Linhang, so he also came over to deal with these arrogant Koreans.
They are all racing drivers. Number six Jiang Tiancheng only has a few fellow Koreans cheering for him, which is no match for those racing drivers from China.
But he doesn't care about these at all. He is determined to win the championship of this competition!
With a command, a group of racing cars sped away, and the Korean racing driver challenge officially began!
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