<>The three car gods felt nervous. No matter what, they must not let this happen.
The three of them worked together but failed to take the baton. When the news got out, how would they survive in the Chinese racing world?
How can Chinese racing drivers survive in the world of racing?
Thinking of this, the three car gods no longer had any other thoughts in their minds. They all accelerated forward with serious expressions and stepped on the accelerator hard, determined not to let this Korean win the championship no matter what.
However, it was not until this time that they realized how big the gap was between them and this arrogant Korean!
They have already reached the maximum speed they can handle, and if they speed up any further, it would be very easy for something to go wrong given their abilities.
Just now, Baishen Liu Guanbai almost hit the guardrail at the corner and rushed down the mountain, frightened him so much that he broke out in cold sweat.
However, even so, they were unable to close the distance to the golden Ferrari in front, and could only watch it drive further and further away.
The three of them felt a deep sense of powerlessness and despair. This Korean racer was too strong! Today's race was really not going to end well!
The three racing gods on the track were disheartened, and the spectators at the finish line instantly lost their passion when they saw the result, with disbelief in their eyes and hearts.
"How is it possible? How could Feishen lose?"
"Impossible! I must be dazzled! How could Bai Shen be surpassed by that stick?"
"Come on, Xuan Shen! You must surpass that stick and take back the first place!"
"Hakushin, go for it! We can't let that guy win the championship!"
"Flying God, White God, Xuan God, any of you gods will do now, hurry up and overtake that stick! Speed up!"
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The car fans and spectators at the scene were all worried about the three car gods and were anxiously cheering for them. No matter which one it was, they couldn't let that Korean win the championship!
However, no matter how much the fans and audience expected, the number cursor on the big screen would move the numbers behind it further and further away.
"Now you see the strength of our Korean racers, right? Real racing isn't something you Chinese rubbish can handle!"
Park Sun-ho looked at the audience around him who were speechless in an instant, with more and more contempt and complacency on his face. If you didn't know, you would think that the person who ranked first this time was not his cousin, but himself.
In the VIP room on the second floor, Miyamoto Yasutoshi saw the situation on the screen and was not surprised at all. He sat down on the sofa chair with ease.
There is no need to stare at the screen anymore. Once Tianchengjun starts to get serious, there will be no chance for those Chinese trash to surpass him.
He will maintain this result until the finish line. Now he just needs to wait for Tianchengjun to appear in his sight and make the final sprint!
In the most luxurious room on the third floor, when Hua Shao saw the cursor suddenly accelerate, his heart sank.
As expected, the situation was exactly the same as the day before yesterday. In less than ten seconds, Jiang Tiancheng surpassed the three cars of the three major racing gods in Linhang and ranked first.
You have to know that these three car gods are the three most powerful racers in Linhang City, and at the peak moment when they were competing for the first place, they were overtaken by the red-haired guy from Korea.
One can imagine how powerful this red-haired stick is.
Is it really going to be such a guy who wins the championship today?
Seeing that there was less than one-third of the track left, it was estimated that it would only take about ten minutes for the car to come into sight, but the distance between this driver and the three racing gods behind him was still getting bigger and bigger.
All the Chinese people at the scene felt suffocated and panicked. Feng Chujie's eyes turned red. "That god-like thing, speed up! Overtake that stick! Hurry up!"
Although Liu Miaozi didn't say anything, her brows were furrowed. Obviously, she didn't want a Korean to win the championship in China.
Feng Chuge was also extremely anxious: "Are these the top players selected by Linhang? They are so incompetent! Aren't they? The old driver, please come to the rescue!"
Thinking of the car god and old driver, Feng Chuge immediately thought of the little brother. No matter what, little brother, if you don’t show up today, the punishment for lying to me at noon will be doubled!
Gnashing her teeth and thinking resentfully, Feng Chuge took out her cell phone, opened WeChat, edited a message and sent it out. She was now trying her best to save the situation.
Yu Wuwei frowned when he saw the guy with the number stick suddenly accelerate. As expected, a person who can be so arrogant as to challenge an entire city must be very powerful.
There is still a certain gap between the three car gods that Linhang has produced and Jiang Tiancheng who came from South Korea.
It seems that I have to make a second-hand preparation.
Just as he was about to start his car and head to the fork in the track where he had come from last time to wait for an opportunity, his cell phone suddenly rang.
Yu Wuwei took out his phone doubtfully. Who would send him a WeChat message at this time?
When he opened it, Yu Wuwei was stunned. It turned out to be the young lady’s WeChat:
Besieged on all sides:
Yu Wuwei blinked. At this time, how could Yu Wuwei not know that the young lady had seen through his disguise at noon.
The young lady thought that this was a desperate measure, as she saw that Linhang was about to lose, so she asked herself to save the situation.
The young lady's meaning was very clear. If she succeeded in saving the situation this time, she would not pursue the matter that she had concealed from her at noon.
But if I don’t show up, the punishment at noon will be doubled!
Yu Wuwei shook his head, feeling at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Fortunately, he came today, otherwise he would be in real trouble.
I had originally planned to come over and save the situation in time when I saw that things were not going well for China. Now the young lady's WeChat message was the same as my original intention, so Yu Wuwei naturally would not refuse.
Yu Wuwei quickly edited the message and sent it back, then started the car and headed towards the fork in the road where he turned the day before!
As soon as Feng Chuge sent that message, he felt a little regretful.
She also knew that this was a bit unfair to the little brother. Not to mention whether the little brother had time, even if he had time, she didn't even know where he was now.
What if the young man is very far away from here, and it would be a bit unreasonable for me to ask him to get there within fifteen minutes.
Even if he rushed over, it was unknown whether he could save the situation.
But who made her unhappy now? Who dared to lie to her at noon?
I don’t care. I feel uncomfortable right now, and that’s what I want!
Now she has subconsciously regarded the little brother as her boyfriend. When she is unhappy, her boyfriend must cooperate with her to vent!
Thinking of this, she gradually felt at ease again. I am a girl, and girls are always right!
At this moment, the phone rang. Feng Chuge opened WeChat and saw the little brother's reply:
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