Lin Lang took a look and frowned slightly: "Hu Jie, what's going on?"
Hu Jie walked over from behind the car and seemed to say something to the driver. After a while, he looked over from the front of the car and said, "What do you mean? Master Lin, I said I was competing with you, but I didn't say I would personally compete."
"Fuck, you bitch!" Luo Fei cursed.
Naturally, the other friends were not willing to be outdone.
Although they usually don't follow the rules, after all, whoever has the bigger fist is right, but when this happens to them, it's a different story, it's a blatant double standard.
Hu Jie's face showed no sign of anger; instead, he was smug. "There was no stipulation when we agreed not to do this. I have good news for you. My racer just took second place in an international race in Country M."
Under the angry gazes of the crowd, he glanced at Lin Su standing aside for some unknown reason. Noticing Lin Su's calm expression, he bit his lip and said nastily, "Lin Yan, we agreed that if you lose, I'll do whatever I want to you. Don't cry then."
Lin Su's face darkened visibly. The next second, he turned around, opened the car door, pulled out the angry young master who didn't know whether to explain or argue, and got in himself.
Everyone was stunned. Lin Jian held the car door open and said, "Lin Su, what are you doing?"
"I'll compete for you, and I'll bear the consequences for you," Lin Su said as he unlocked the passenger seat. "If you absolutely must get in, you can sit over there."
"I didn't..." Lin Lang's face was full of anxiety. Why did this guy cause trouble at the critical moment?
"Are you ready?" Hu Jie leisurely took the passenger seat and asked sarcastically, "How long will it take? The competition is almost over."
For a moment, Lin Lang wanted to rip Hu Jie's face off. He glared at both sides, then angrily sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seatbelt as if to vent his anger: "Lose, so lose."
It was just a villa, he could afford to lose it, at most the old man at home would just freeze his credit card for a month.
It’s so damn long!
Although the Changhe Circuit is not a professional competition track, its facilities are quite complete.
Each other's motors started up, and as the countdown ended, the two cars rushed out instantly. However, in the blink of an eye, they were out of sight, leaving only the afterimages of their taillights.
The standard length of a racing car is generally 300 kilometers. According to the distance of the Changhe Circuit, fifty-six laps is the standard. According to the speed of international racing drivers, one lap in more than one minute is really not a big problem.
When the timer was almost up to one and a half minutes, two cars whizzed past the crowd, one in front and one behind, leaving afterimages behind and then leaving closely behind.
Everyone rubbed their eyes at the same time. Luo Fei murmured, "I think I saw it wrong just now. Young Master Lin's car seems to be in the front of the two cars?"
It would have been fine if he hadn't said it, but once he did, the other dandies all looked pale: "Is it true that I saw it wrong?"
Yes, Young Master Lin’s car is in front.
Even if he wasn't in front, it was still scary, okay? He was an international professional racer, not just someone pulled over from the side of the road. And not only did the eldest brother of the Lin family not fall behind, he was ahead.
They were feeling dizzy, but the people on Hu Jie's side were unwilling to give up: "It's just one lap, we still have to see..." later.
The two cars passed by again, but this time they were not closely following each other. Instead, Young Master Lin's car directly distanced itself from the car behind.
Who is this Young Master Lin? The playboys are collectively questioning their lives.
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