<>At the end of the racetrack, when the cars on the track were within two kilometers of the finish line, everyone stopped staring at the big screen and all looked in the opposite direction of the start of the track.
Because in a few seconds the sports car in front will be visible, and who would still stare at a big screen with only a few spots of light when they can see the real person?
Many car fans and spectators were eagerly waiting, even the grumpy woman Park Sun-ho stopped mocking anything and stared straight at the track in the distance.
In the VIP room on the second floor, Miyamoto Yasutoshi's expression became a little more serious. He stood up from the sofa, walked to the window and stared at the track in the distance through the glass.
In the most luxurious room on the third floor, the owner of the racetrack, Huang Mao Hua Shao, had never left the window from the beginning, always staring out with a gloomy face.
It’s just that he was looking at the big screen outside before, but now he was looking at the end of the track in the distance, and his heart was still very solemn.
Feng Chuge and Liu Miaozi had already occupied an advantageous position under Feng Chujie's protection. Even at the front, they were standing on tiptoe looking at the track in the distance, which was enough to show their inner urgency.
"It appeared! It appeared!" The crowd gathered and looked towards the end of the track.
Sure enough, at the end of the track, a golden car faintly appeared in the audience's sight.
"Which one is it? Is it Feishen's?" Although they didn't hold much hope in their hearts, they still hoped for a miracle and hoped that the car belonged to their Feishen.
"Hey! It's Bugatti! It's that red-haired guy!"
"Oh—how can that be? Why not our Chinese Flying God? Even the White God Xuan God will do!"
"Look, there's another car behind us, a white Ferrari. It's Bai Shen. Bai Shen is catching up! Come on, Bai Shen, overtake that guy!"
"Xuan Shen and Fei Shen also appeared from behind, and they are both chasing that stick with all their might!"
"Hurry up, hurry up, Xuan Shen, come on! If you can surpass that guy, I'll give birth to a baby for you!"
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The grumpy woman Park Sun-ho on the side was also closely watching the vehicles in the distance. When the first car appeared in front, he recognized it. It was his own Bugatti Veyron, which meant that Brother Cheng was firmly in first place.
As for the cars behind, he didn't need to care about them at all.
In this world, only Brother Cheng can surpass other people's cars, but no one else can surpass Brother Cheng's car.
As long as the first person he sees is Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng will definitely win.
It’s almost there, one thousand meters, one hundred meters, five hundred meters…
Park Sun-ho suppressed his excitement and silently estimated the distance between Cheng Ge and the finish line. It was already very close, at most a dozen seconds, and Cheng Ge would be the champion.
In the VIP room on the second floor, Miyamoto Yasutoshi looked at the Bugatti speeding from a distance with excitement in his eyes.
This is my strongest opponent!
There is no doubt that Tian Chengjun will win the championship. No one can surpass Tian Chengjun in such a short time. After all, he is an opponent who is on par with himself!
In the most luxurious room on the third floor, the yellow-haired boss Hua Shao's face was already gloomy.
The car of the red-haired Korean Jiang Tiancheng was nearly 500 meters away from the finish line, and the three cars behind were more than 150 meters away from the Bugatti in front. This distance made it impossible to overtake before the other car reached the finish line.
Hua Shao's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. Was he going to let this arrogant Korean take the championship away in his own territory today?
"Hey! Mr. Hua! Look behind you!" The henchman suddenly discovered something and reminded Mr. Hua in surprise.
Upon hearing this, Hua Shao subconsciously looked further back and saw a Wuling Hongguang following the sports cars in front and moving forward rapidly. It soon surpassed the fourth-ranked Feishen and approached the Xuanshen in front, and its ultimate goal was the golden Bugatti in front.
"Is this... the veteran driver?" Hua Shao's heart, which had sunk to the bottom of the valley, was immediately excited the moment he saw the speeding Wuling Hongguang. "It must be him. No one else has the ability to drive a Wuling Hongguang so fast!"
At the finish line, Feng Chujie saw that the car in front was still the Bugatti of the Koreans. His eyes turned red with anger and he shouted frantically, "Go! That Feishen, Xuanshen, Baishen, whatever god it is, speed up! Overtake that Korean!"
The cold-hearted Liu Miaozi now had a cold face, her brows furrowed, and she looked even more unapproachable than usual.
Feng Chuge was also extremely anxious as he looked at the car in front of him. He murmured softly, "What are you doing, little brother? You said you'd be here soon. Come quickly!"
Maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe her whispering was effective. At the moment she whispered, she immediately saw a Wuling Hongguang appear in her sight from behind. In the blink of an eye, it surpassed the three so-called car gods and approached the red-haired stick in front.
Seeing this scene, Feng Chuge almost jumped up in excitement and screamed subconsciously: "The old driver is here! The old driver is here to save the day!"
The surrounding car fans were getting anxious when they suddenly heard the scream and subconsciously looked into the distance. Sure enough, the popular car Wuling Hongguang had rushed out madly and was about to overtake the guy.
At this speed, they will definitely cross the finish line before that red-haired stick, and the honor of China will be saved!
The originally dull and depressing scene was instantly ignited with the appearance of the legendary car Wuling Hongguang and Feng Chuge's scream.
"Come on, old driver! Go ahead, old driver! Old driver, you are the best!"
"Wow! The driving god of the Wuling Hongguang! Go for it! Overtake that guy!"
"Come on, old driver! Old driver, I love you! Old driver, I want to give birth to a baby for you!"
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Park Sun-ho, who was standing by, froze in his pride and excitement the moment he saw the speeding Wuling Hongguang.
"It's him! It's him! It's him!" Even if he turned into ashes, he would never forget that this car was driven by the man who showed off to him and called him a bitch the day before yesterday!
That's what he did that day. When he was sure of victory and thought the championship was within his grasp, he gave himself a bloody lesson.
Even though you won the championship in the end, it didn't mean anything at all. People would only remember that when you were near the finish line, you were knocked down by a Wuling Hongguang and thrown far away!
And at the same time today, he appeared again, and this time his target was Brother Cheng. Can Brother Cheng defeat him?
No! Brother Cheng is invincible! No one can beat Brother Cheng! No one!
Although he kept repeating this in his mind, his heart still gradually sank to the bottom!
Because even he himself is not sure about Brother Cheng!
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