Chapter 316 I Just Want to Be a God in Peace

The two turned their heads and looked at the distant track together.

The champion of tonight's game is actually just a bonus. The real highlight is the father-son match between Wei Xun and Huang Yijing.

The loser will not only kneel down and call Dad, but also have a total of 37 million bets!

Although Lin Xian performed too well and stole most of the limelight, the father-son game was still full of highlights.

The sound is getting closer, and even bright headlights can already be seen.

Time, everyone turned their heads in unison, their eyes fixed on the track ahead, with a strong curiosity in their eyes.

After a few seconds.

The Porsche 918 and the Koenigsegg Reger lined up while rushing out of the corner.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the open space immediately discussed

"What is this? A tie?"

"From my point of view, it seems to be Huang Yijingli."

"Fart, it's obviously Brother Spicy Tiao who is ahead."

"Who exactly won? Can you give me an estimate?"

"You'll know when you watch the video playback."

The speed of the two cars is very fast, and in the eyes of others, it is impossible to distinguish the front and rear, and it seems to arrive at the same time.

But in Lin Xian's almost slow-moving eyes, the Porsche 918 was a quarter ahead of the Koenigsegg Reg.

Wei Xun won the father-son game with a slight advantage. The two sports cars slowly slowed down and finally stopped next to the Ferrari 812.

Wei Xun and Huang Yijing pushed the door and got out of the car almost at the same time.

Huang Yijing's expression was gloomy, but he sneered in his mouth: "Latiao, wait and call Dad!"

"WDNMD, it was obviously Lao Tzu who won!"

Wei Xun quit immediately, and habitually spit out the fragrance.

Don't look at the fierceness in their mouths, in fact, the two of them have no idea in their hearts, and they panic to death!

It's just that I can't lose in terms of momentum, so I force my mouth.

Just now, we rushed out of the corner together. The two cars were next to each other, and the difference was only a quarter of the size. The two people were all focused on the operation at that time, and it was impossible to find out who won.

Wei Xun's character was more upright, shouting: "Where is the referee dead? Who won?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man who was in charge of drawing lots stepped forward quickly.

During the time, everyone's eyes were focused on the referee, especially Huang Yijing and Wei Xun. Their eyes were nervous and their expressions were a little grim, as if they would rush to beat the referee at any time.

After all, the gamble is too big, and neither of them can afford to lose.

Seeing this scene, the referee suddenly froze.

He is not a fool, knowing that at this time, no matter who wins the decision, the other side will definitely hate him for thinking of this, he swallowed his saliva, shook his head calmly and said, "Young Master Wei and Shao Huang were too fast just now, I didn't think so. See clearly, you have to watch the video playback to judge who loses and who wins!"

In fact, he saw clearly just now that Wei Xun won.

But he dare not say it!

Huang Yijing's nickname and personality, he is very clear.

Yellow big dog, turning his face faster than turning a book, he looks like a mad dog.

Fortunately, he was more witty, saying that he didn't see it clearly, and suggested to play back the video.

At that time, everyone was present when the video was played back, and everyone was equivalent to the referee Huang Yijing, so he would not be angry with himself.

Hearing what the referee said, everyone was slightly disappointed, but Huang Yijing and Wei Xun were even more nervous.

Under the irritability, Wei Xun took out a cigarette and lit it, urging: "Then play back the video quickly!"

"Young Master Wei, wait a moment, I'll arrange the technicians to prepare for the playback." The middle-aged referee wiped the cold on his forehead, turned around and left.

At this time, the roar of the engine was heard again in the distance, and other sports cars on the track came to the finish line one after another.

After the yellow-haired youth got off the GTR, he went straight to Lin Xian.

He walked quickly to Lin Xian, and saw his face full of excitement: "Great God, I'm your idol, right, you're my fan... I don't care, in short, can you teach me inertial drift!"

Lin Xian was stunned for a moment, and said perfunctorily: "It's very simple, just go back and play more Need for Speed!"

It's okay to teach Mu Wanqing, after all, she is a sunny and generous beauty, sitting in the co-pilot is more eye-catching.

As for the non-mainstream yellow hair in front of him, forget it.

Besides, Mu Wanqing was his senior sister and friend after all, and the friendship was there.

As for this yellow hair, he didn't know it at all.

"Don't do this! Brother, you are my brother, teach me!" Huang Mao heard the perfunctory meaning in his words and hurriedly pleaded.

Lin Xian was so annoyed by him that he had to say, "Even if I teach you, you won't be able to use it. The inertial drifting speed must be fast enough, and your modified GTR is too heavy, and high-speed steering will definitely push your head. , unless you change a car!"

Hearing this, Huang Mao's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Great God, what kind of car do you want to change?"

"Well, you change to a Mazda FC!"

Mazda FC?

Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, and asked stupidly, "Why?"

Lin Xian said indifferently: "Because it's cheap, I don't feel bad if it breaks!"

"Pfft!"

Mu Wanqing next to her couldn't hold back her laughter.

Only then did Huang Mao react, and he said in pain, "Great God, stop joking! Seriously!"

"Who is joking with you!"

Lin Xian gave him a good look and said, "You want to learn inertial drifting and cornering, and it's not like a car accident, how can there be such a good thing?"

There's nothing wrong with that.