Chapter 45: Forty-five Heroes
Although Feng Lan asked, he directly pulled Ou Mo onto his airship.
Ou Mo had no choice but to send a message to Fu Ya and follow him.
The airship drove for less than ten minutes before stopping at the gate of the Burning Blood Club.
Feng Lan put away the airship, refused the waiter's instructions, and pulled Ou Mo directly into the racetrack.
After entering the racetrack, Feng Lan took off his mask and pulled Ou Mo to sit in the audience seats of the F2 track.
At this moment, shouts were heard from the audience!
Ahhh, burning god, burning god!
A red racing car took the lead, performing a beautiful drift through the consecutive bends, leaving the pursuers behind by several meters...
Feng Lan looked at the red racing car but was unmoved. Does it mean that it has become a legend just because of the Formula 2 track?
Ou Mo's blood boiled at the sight of the red car racing along the winding track, but he noticed Feng Lan, who seemed to be lacking interest, and gently tugged at his sleeve: "A Lan, isn't he amazing?"
"It's just okay." The reason why Feng Lan was not interested was that he had witnessed more powerful racers.
Ou Mo got a little excited when he heard this: "Then Alan, you should be better than him?"
"I can't." Feng Lan looked innocent.
Ou Mo: ...
You wouldn't think such an excellent racing driver is ordinary?
The conversation between the two insects caused the male insect next to them to sneer.
The male insect glanced at Feng Lan and said sarcastically, "You really are talking without any pain in your waist. If you have the guts, go to an F1 track yourself!"
In the F1 Formula One track, the minimum required ability level for male insects is S level.
"Why should I go to the F1 track?" Feng Lan stood up and was about to say something.
Then I heard the male insect shouting loudly - Come and see this disgusting male insect, he actually said it was like a burning god!
Suddenly, all the male insects in the audience focused their eyes on Feng Lan.
And just in time, the driver of the red car won and came up from the track to prepare...
Ou Mo's body stiffened. This A Lan really has a bad mouth.
Feng Lan stood up as if nothing had happened, not taking the male insects' cold words to heart at all. "It's just normal, so why shouldn't I say it?"
Li Ran took off his helmet, revealing a beautiful face. He was tall and slender, and strode towards Feng Lan. "Of course I can say that. I also think my car is just average. How about you, sir, please give me some advice?"
Feng Lan smiled wantonly, "I can't!"
Li Ran's smile also froze. You won't say that I'm average?
Ou Mo tugged at Feng Lan's sleeve and said, "Alan, can you please be quiet?"
"Are you trying to attract my attention in this unique way?" Li Ran's head twitched and he accidentally said what was in his mind.
Although male-male love is rare, some male insects still have special fetishes, right?
"You really have a big face."
Feng Lan was completely speechless. He pulled Ou Mo with one hand and pushed away the male insect blocking his way with the other, "Get out of the way."
Apologize to Burning God!!
Apologize to the Burning God! Only after you apologize can you leave!
I don’t know who shouted first, but then one after another, the angry voices enveloped the entire F2 track.
"Let them go." Li Ran is the owner of the Ranxue Club. He is a professional racing driver. His original intention of establishing the club was just to gather companions with similar interests.
From his initial entry into the racing industry to his successful career today, he has experienced many twists and turns along the way. Compared to Feng Lan's words, he has suffered too much insult.
So he didn't take Feng Lan's words to heart.
As soon as Li Ran opened his mouth, the male insects that were blocking Feng Lan and Ou Mo reluctantly gave way.
Feng Lan pulled Ou Mo and did not leave the racetrack, but ran all the way to the novice lane...
Feng Lan pointed at the seven kinds of racing cars: orange, red, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple. "Amo, pick one?"
Ou Mo pursed his lips and said, "I can't."
Ou Mo didn't lie, he really didn't know how to do it... He originally thought of asking A Lan to teach him, but he didn't expect that he didn't know how to do it either.
The male insects that followed Ou Mo and Feng Lan sneered, "What do you mean you can't? I'm afraid your level is too low, and you're afraid to drive the racing car out of fear of losing face?"
The seven colors of cars on the racetrack correspond to the seven levels of male insect abilities, with orange representing the highest level, SS, and purple representing the lowest, E.
Feng Lan scoffed and casually got into the red racing car. He started it and drove around the novice track. Finally, he arrived in front of the male insects and put his hand on the car window. "Why, do you want to compete with me in supernatural power level?"
There are very few high-level male insects like S-level, let alone SS-level?
Seeing Feng Lan's arrogant look, the male insects watching over him were filled with anger and looked helpless.
Finally he left cursing.
"Wow, Alan, you can do it! Then why do you say you can't?" Ou Mo was a little surprised. Li Ran's words suddenly popped up in his mind - Alan couldn't really want to attract his attention, right?
Feng Lan read Ou Mo's truest thoughts from his expression, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed... "Third brother, don't let your imagination run wild!"
"ah?"
"I just know how to drive a car." Feng Lan got off the red car, stuffed Ou Mo into the car, and sat in the passenger seat and explained, "The reason why I think Li Ran's driving skills are average is because I have seen more powerful F1 track masters.
Even my racing skills were taught by him. It’s just that I don’t have the talent and can’t even handle the F4 racetrack.”
Ou Mo was a little curious, "Who is this male insect?"
"It's Xiongfu!" Feng Lan's voice was very light. "Don't be fooled by Xiongfu's calm demeanor now. He was actually quite crazy when he was young. He attracted the attention of thousands of female insects on the racetrack. Let me tell you, Her Majesty the Insect Queen was captivated by Xiongfu on the racetrack..."
Feng Lan seemed to realize that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and immediately covered his mouth and changed the subject: "Amo, let me teach you how to drive a racing car."
Ou Mo heard some gossip, which naturally aroused his curiosity. He even forgot to say what he was about to say, that he couldn't drive this S-class racing car.
"Alan..."
"Shut up, Third Brother." Feng Lan's face was stiff, and his voice was trembling. "Don't ask. Focus your attention, turn your supernatural power to the driver chip, and then step on the clutch..."
Ou Mo knew that this was not the right time to interrogate. When he injected his superpowers and stepped on the clutch to drive the car, he remembered a question - was the original owner's superpower level A?
"Ah, Alan, my ability level is A!" Ou Mo was in a panic and touched the accelerator without paying attention, then rushed out in a whoosh.
Squeak... snap.
Fortunately, Feng Lan pressed the handbrake in time and stopped less than five centimeters away from the track wall.
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The author has something to say:
Racing Level Bullshit
Two-person racing is also bullshit
Dear little angels, just take a look and don't study it
I saw some school bullying in a WeChat group today...
As a result, my mind wandered and I almost forgot to write.
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