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Chapter 430

Bruze, a major drug lord from G Country, was shot dead a week ago during an encirclement by Interpol. His power was headless. Both the Shadow Group and the Arman family wanted to annex and take it for themselves.

Just as the two sides were about to fight, Alman actually proposed that it would be better to have a friendly match between the two sides. The winning side took over all the Bruze forces, and the losing side gave up the fight unconditionally.

You should know that Bruze's power is one of the best in the G country, and he actually used it to bet on a racing car.

It's so silly.

What he couldn't understand even more was that Xiao Qingyun actually accepted his proposal, so this game came into being.

Of course, this is just an internal gambling game, and no one outsiders know about it.

However, Qin Shu participated in this competition, and he was still confident that they could win the championship.

After all, Qin Shu's racing skills are the best he has ever seen except King.

It’s a pity that King has been missing for many years. Otherwise, with her assistance, the Shadow Group today will definitely go to a higher level.

At this moment, the stadium broadcast rang and the drivers on the field began to be reported.

The cool sports cars that have been well modified have appeared one by one, causing waves of screams in the audience.

"Rose, the second-ranked black market racing car, is currently on the field!"

At the same time as the broadcast introduction, a red and black supercar appeared on the track, then roared into the track, stopping steadily on the .asxs. line.

Then, a man in a black racing suit got out of the car, and just from her beautiful figure, she could tell that she was a woman.

Qin Shu glanced at the audience, her eyes fell on Xiao Qingyun on the rostrum, and nodded slightly at him, indicating her confidence.

Immediately afterwards, the radio rang again, "The next thing to play is the storm, which is currently ranked No. 1 in the black market racing!"

When I heard the name Jifeng, I almost went crazy on the field.

Even Qin Shu turned her head slightly unexpectedly and looked at the blue sports car that was speeding towards her.

On the rostrum, Alman turned his head and looked at Xiao Qingyun with a smile, "Mr. Xiao, do you think the rose blooms in the end, or becomes a delicate flower that is destroyed by the wind and rain?"

Xiao Qingyun's expression remained unchanged, but said lightly: "No wonder Mr. Alman is so confident. It turns out that he is holding this ace."

"No, no, no, we are now playing four or four, with two points left, one point playing on the spot, and one point variable." Arman smiled.

Xiao Qingyun, "That's better to wait and see."

"Okay, wait and see."

The participating drivers have already made their debut, and all the drivers have returned to the car one after another, preparing for each other, waiting for the referee to give the order.

Just when everything was ready, suddenly, two sports cars rushed into the entrance of the field again.

One silver white and the other is red, like a sharp sword, and the silk is flowing fire.

The two cars roared and drove into the last two spare tracks in awe.

The audience was watching the two uninvited guests suddenly appearing in a daze, talking and guessing their origins.

The host on the radio seemed a little confused and had no sound.

On the track, Qin Shu turned her head to look at the two cars that suddenly appeared, wondering, wasn’t Alman already arranged Jifeng? These two people are his people?

The gust on the other side was the same as hers.
Chapter completed!
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