Bring the system to pretend

At nine o'clock in the morning, on a certain street in Jinling City.

At this time, Ling Chen was lowering his head, looking up the pretense tasks provided by the system.

"Arrest the prisoner? This is possible, but the time is set at night."

"Punish evil and promote good? This is too easy, and the pretense value is so low, pass!"

.........

After looking around, Ling Chen finally settled on a more interesting pretense task.

(Steal the rich and help the poor, race with the rich, and use the money earned from winning to save a person in need. If you succeed, you will be rewarded with 2000 pretense points. If you fail, you will be deducted 2000 pretense points.)
Ling Chen chose this task for two reasons, one is that the racing car is relatively new, and the other is that he can do good deeds and go along with his temperament.

After thinking about it, Ling Chen took out his mobile phone and looked up the racing tracks in Jinling City, and without hesitation, he crossed the sidewalk and hailed a taxi.

"Master, how much does it cost to go to the Flying Speedway?"

"It's seven yuan for a meter, and the specific cost can only be calculated after the destination is obtained."

"Damn it, master, your meter is too dark. Aren't taxis in Jinling City all metered for [-] yuan? Why do you want an extra one?"

"Young man, what's the matter with charging you an extra dollar for seeing how handsome you are?"

Ling Chen was stunned for a moment.

Shit, what he said is so reasonable, I'm speechless!

I didn't think too much about it, since the driver boasted so much about him, let's pay an extra dollar. There is no way, a handsome man has to pay a price.

At this time, there was a female passenger in the car, and she was seen holding a mobile phone with tears streaming down her face.

"You can hate me, but the child in this womb is innocent. Although I don't know if it is yours or your brother's, my sister has already had a miscarriage. Now I am pregnant with the only offspring of your old Wang family. I am the only child of your father. It's impossible, and my mother is willing to give up you to fulfill us, so how can you abandon me cruelly?"

Ling Chen: "..."

Wait, let me take a look, damn it, the relationship between your family is as messy as a spider's web!

Feeling speechless, Ling Chen didn't interrupt, and sat quietly on the co-pilot.

5 minutes later, Ling Chen arrived at the Flying Race Track.

This is a racing track built in a mountainous area. As soon as Fang walked ten meters away, the roar of cars and the cheers of the crowd spread far away, and the atmosphere was very lively.

The mountainous area is the most exciting racing place for racing drivers, because the mountainous area is chaotic and has multiple winding roads, which can fully show a racing driver's racing strength.

Ling Chen paused, and walked directly into the flying racing arena.

The hall of the Flying Speedway is neither big nor small. At the moment, there are many racers gathered in the hall, chatting and laughing.

"Did you know that Zhou Jun, the car god, will come to the Flying Speedway soon!"

"Fuck, is this true?"

"As the car god who ranks first in the Feixiang racing field and even won the top three in the Jinling city racing competition, I really hope to get an autograph from him."

.........

There were all kinds of discussions around, and what Ling Chen heard the most was that Zhou Jun, the strongest player in the arena, would come over later.

Ling Chen didn't have the slightest interest in this, he came here mainly to get money, rob the rich and help the poor, and complete the pretense task.

Scanning the hall, Ling Chen found a huge screen above the reception desk.

On the screen, on the left is the screen of each game, and on the right is a large ranking, from one to twenty, followed by a bracket, which contains the amount after the challenger wins.

"Zhou Jun, No.1, the challenge wins 100 million!" Ling Chen said a few words silently, then nodded: "OK, I'll choose him!"

After thinking about it, Ling Chen directly took out his bank card and handed it to the front desk clerk: "I want to challenge No.1, please arrange it now, the challenge fee will be directly deducted from the bank card."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, what did the person in front of him just say?Challenge Zhou Jun, the car god?

Seeing that the waiter didn't move, Ling Chen frowned: "What? Is there a problem?"

"Sir, are you sure you want to challenge the car god Zhou Jun?" The waiter looked at Ling Chen and asked in a funny tone.

As the ever-victorious car god, Zhou Jun has never lost a race, which led to the fact that no one in the Flying Speedway dared to race with Zhou Jun. Even the second and No.3 met him, and they all ended up taking a detour. .

And now there is such a kid, declaring that he wants to challenge Zhou Jun, the car god, this is simply reckless!

The waiter's indistinct look of contempt made Ling Chen very uncomfortable, but he still nodded: "Yes, I want to challenge him."

The contempt on the waiter's face became more intense. Just as he was about to say something, a car roared suddenly outside the door.

Looking around, I saw a Ferrari approaching at high speed, and then a man walked into the hall slowly supported by a group of girls screaming.

This person is covered with dark and thick hair, under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows is a pair of slender peach tree eyes, full of passion, people will fall into it if they are not careful.

He may look dissolute on the outside, but the careless gleam in his eyes makes one dare not look down on him.

As soon as he saw this person, a blaze flashed in the waiter's eyes, and he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him respectfully: "Mr. Zhou Jun!"

"Good morning!" Zhou Jun nodded with a smile.

The waiter was excited for a while, and was deeply infected by the male god's smile.

"You are the No.1 Zhou Jun here, right? Well, I want to challenge you!" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind the waiter, directly interrupting the waiter's beautiful mood.

Zhou Jun paused, and a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

I have been here for two years, and no one has dared to challenge me. I came here today to play with a few old friends, but I didn't expect to meet a challenger.

Taking a closer look, the corners of Zhou Jun's eyes twitched. This guy in ordinary clothes who looked like a dick dared to race against him?

"Mr. Zhou Jun, don't pay attention to him, this is a guy who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth." The waiter was obviously very tired of Ling Chen interrupting his short communication with the male god, and his tone was quite complaining.

Zhou Jun waved his hand, ignoring a group of girls who were secretly filming beside him, and looked at Ling Chen with pride, as if he was looking at a loser.

"Boy, if you can bear the consequences of losing, then I can race with you."

Ling Chen was stunned: "The consequences of losing?"

"Competing with me not only loses the challenge fee, but also bears the risk of death, because maybe I accidentally drove too fast and brushed your body, causing you to fall down the mountain. There are such things." Zhou Jun said evilly with a playful smile.

Everyone around shuddered. Anyone who has watched Zhou Jun's racing car knows that many people who used to race with him either overturned or crashed halfway. Anyway, none of them survived the race intact.

Unexpectedly, hearing these words, Ling Chen shrugged and showed a shy smile.

"It's okay, anyway, it's not me who lost, so I don't have to bear the consequences!"