The imperial capital was so angry that it was full of anger. In just one minute, it was dingdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang

The other three families, as well as the people who joined in the fun, were also furious.

We didn't dare to hope to win the championship, but you can't play with us like this, grass!

The little brother named Yao fell a bottle of wine, but he was still unhappy and picked up another one and was about to go out.

"Stop! What are you making trouble?!"

Brother Yao cursed: "Punish it! That dead father is obviously cheating us, I'll knock him off!"

Everyone followed up with each other.

"It's yes! He has brought Pan Shao out and has never compared anything. He has similar strength and has a chance to win the championship, but he has a trump card, so he is tied to us!"

"Young Master Pan himself bets 5 million, and he cheats all his own people. If your father is inhuman, he will beat him up!"

"Brother, when will we lose money when will we get seven years of loss?"

"Cut off a hot father, let's take it together!"

The eldest brother looked up and said, "Don't make people laugh, we can't afford to lose!"

He paused and said, "This is in the Demon City!"

In fact, the latter sentence is the main reason.

Among the companions who came, there were girls who held the most impulsive ones and persuaded them one by one to slowly suppress the situation.

"We can afford to lose, but we will have a chance to repay this sooner or later!"

Everyone was still cursing, but no longer impulsive.

Now is not a good opportunity to turn against each other, and the competition has not yet begun, and everyone still has a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

Even if Young Master Pan can’t win, as long as the winner is not Wang Yan, their anger can still be vented.

But if Wang Yan really wins the championship in the end, then...

The accumulated emotions will eventually reach that destined peak.

...

In the SMA Club in the SAR, the mood of the group is much more stable.

Because Liu Shunqi himself said bluntly before: "I am good at drifting, and my technical habits of running regular tracks are too poor. The key is to participate. Brothers, don't give me too much hope."

Then symbolically suppress yourself by 1 million and pull it down.

So everyone's intentions are done.

Except for the few who want to win the bad guys, they basically squeezed their own 100,000 yuan and those experts with 500,000 yuan, which is a ratio of this.

But complaining is inevitable.

"It's worthy of being the Magic City, how can I play with it?"

"Grass, from now on, the demon city will be dark for the rest of its life!"

"I'm afraid you will be shady? Then B won't even let his wife go..."

"The gap between people is bigger than that between people and dogs. Look at how righteous Brother Liu is, and then look at that B!"

"No, the more I think about it, the more angry I get! I go out to go around another house, is anyone there?"

My brothers' eyes lit up.

This is going to go to gouhuo...ah, go find someone to empathize!

Everyone decisively dispersed and went to visit acquaintances.

Wherever I went, I was really cursing.

I really have never seen such a thing. It’s a good father-son game, normal laning, winning and losing are between two sides. Then you invited someone’s real father. What’s this called?

That's right, as soon as the 220 million was dropped, everyone already thought that Wang Yan was a real father.

Although few people know Wang Yan.

Mr. Tang didn't pay a penny. He used to watch the fun and relax, but now he suddenly felt that it was interesting and too interesting.

"Where did you invite that No. 4?"

Most of the private rooms are affiliated with the company and friends from Hong Kong Island. They turned around when they heard this.

The little brother who was watched was a member of the SSCC. He had a relationship with the Tang family and got to know him a little.

"It's the eldest young man who was invited in by normal passage... His family is in the mining province, so he should have some influence. He seems to be working in a live broadcast company?"

The waiter from Hong Kong Island asked with great interest: "Isn't a professional driver?"

"It's definitely not!"

The little brother shook his head decisively: "Although he is nicknamed the God of Cars, this guy has never run down a full lap, and he doesn't even come to the car lot many times. He is a Mercedes-Benz G65, and he doesn't seem to be very interested in racing."

"interesting!"

After listening to the introduction, everyone became more and more interested.

"A man who never races is worth 300 million?"

300 million is all the bets on Wang Yan. This number is really exaggerated.

Of course, 86 million is the normal number, and the rest is what Mr. Wang himself did crazy.

The little brother smiled and said, "No one knows his true strength, but many of the guys who have seen him drive say that he is extremely talented and a genius driver..."

Mr. Tang shook his head regretfully: "It's a pity that there's no time, otherwise I really want to suppress him by 10 million and join in the fun."

Mr. Huo's second young master widened his eyes in surprise: "Huh? Acheng, don't you never gamble?"

"Yes, I won't bet."

Tang Jiacheng smiled slightly, as gentle as jade, and looked extremely happy: "But this time, it's not a gamble."

Mr. Huo was silent.

If a person dares to give his all to himself, who can be sure of it? This is a kind of arrogance, or...the confidence to win?

This guy, it's so interesting!

...

Wang Yan sat in the cab of 918, wearing thick protective clothing, heavy and stuffy, but was in a relaxed mood.

Jianwu, Xia Yu and the others stood outside the departure area, their faces were full of nervousness and anxiety, and kept clenching their fists at Wang Yan, shouting for cheer.

They have no confidence.

No, to be more precise, because the bet is too big, they inevitably worry about gains and losses.

Wang Yan had no psychological burden at all.

120 million, 4 months of breathing salary, so what if you lose?

And who has the ability to win himself?

The amateur field is the amateur field, and the real dragon cannot be escaped.

Physical fitness, training duration, skills, experience, courage, nothing can be done, how can you play with a profession?

Schumacher could only win the ninth place after retirement for one time. After three months of retirement for the second time, he fell to the position of a professional goalkeeper, and then only experience remained.

Why should a group of young masters whose full attributes are no more than 75 points and are far from master's driving skills do the same technical actions as themselves?

Wang Yan has 100% confidence in winning.

The only question is how much you win.

Before, there were many people and eyes, and Young Master Wang was ashamed of a big enemy, with a positive and cautious attitude. Then he kept saying, "I haven't participated in the official competition", "I'm all masters", "I'll try it out with all my might"...

Are you really humble when I am a dog brother in society?

Just be on guard against one's own hands.

Unexpectedly, Huang Yijie was so thief and couldn't help but be cheated by this guy.

Pull my crotch, right?

OK, go to the point and see who is hard!

Wang Yan knew very well that this money was hot.

It’s not difficult to win, but the difficult thing is how to end.

Fortunately, there is a pot on the stove. If I don’t add a fire, I’m really sorry for today’s scene!

There was a straight track in front of me and the roar of the engine in my ears, but the eldest young master's thoughts had already flown after the race.

While thinking about it, many people chatter on the channel.

The first one is the gloating of Heihu: "That sand sculpture was blocked by someone, hahahaha!"

Li Yixu smiled and said, "All of them are Chinese children. The foreign brothers are a little restless when they are not accustomed to the local conditions. As landlords, we should understand it!"

Liu Ye is even worse: "Now it's only five points of fire. When you win the bonus, it will be the time for the real explosion! So... don't be polite, let him explode!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Everyone laughed happily, and as the competition began, a new panic sound suddenly sounded in the private channel.

"Brother, I'm in trouble!"

"The three clubs in the imperial capital, CQ have joined forces to strangle you and lead Milson to win the championship!"

The channel suddenly became quiet, and at the same time, Wang Yan stepped on the accelerator deeply.
Chapter completed!