The most powerful master of the city

Chapter 361 The Tragic Zhao Wudi
"Uncle, I heard you are good at video games?"

Zhao Wudi was taken aback. It turned out that his reputation was already so great, so he couldn't help but asked proudly, "Little friend, who did you listen to?"

Little Loli tilted her head, and said in a childish voice, "Didn't uncle say it himself?"

Zhao Wudi: "..."

"Haha..." He scratched his head, and immediately showed a smile that interprets the temperament of a master in all directions, "Yes, I am a man who wants to become a world champion!"

Otherwise, I'm sorry that he is the name of the protagonist at first glance!

"Then uncle, do you dare to compare this with me?" Little Loli pointed to the racing game ahead.

"Racing?"

The corners of Zhao Wudi's mouth turned up, and he smiled evilly, "Well, uncle, I will compete with you, so that my husband will know that I am not bragging!"

"Papa, am I going to the competition?" Little Lolita looked at Ling Yu.

Ling Yu said, "As you please."

"I'll let you have one arm and one foot, so that others won't say that I bully you." Zhao Wudi had already sat on the video game seat, warmed up skillfully, and said confidently.

"Then thank you uncle!" Little Loli climbed onto the seat awkwardly, smiling like a pure and innocent little angel.

"You're welcome, just don't cry if you lose!" Zhao Wudi said generously.

"Then uncle, don't cry even if you lose." Little Lolita said in a childlike voice with an innocent face.

"Uncle likes a confident child like you!" Zhao Wudi exclaimed.

"Friend, you'd better not let me go." Ding Zhen stepped forward to remind him kindly.

"Friend, what you said is quite interesting, why don't I let it go, don't you think I'm not as good as a child..." Zhao Wudi was very dissatisfied, and turned on the chatterbox mode.

Ding Zhen: "..."

He sighed and returned to Ling Yu, "Sir."

"Ok?"

"Will we hear crying later?"

"Will do."

"How can you make Ruoruo cry?" Song Moxin thought they were talking about little loli, "I'll go say hello to that Zhao Wuneng."

"He's called Zhao Wudi." Song Moyun corrected.

"Whatever his name is, we can't let him make Xiao Ruoruo cry!" Song Moxin was determined and subconsciously glanced at Ling Yu, which would definitely gain his favor.

"Don't disturb them." Ling Yu said lightly.

"Ah?" Song Moxin was stunned. Could he bear to see his daughter cry?

"Since Mr. Ling has spoken, then don't meddle in your own business." Song Moyun glanced at his sister.

"All right……"

Soon, the game begins.

Zhao Wudi was at ease, whistling while completing various beautiful operations with only one hand and one foot.

On the other hand, the little Lolita, because of her short legs, moved her butt wildly on the seat, trying to reach the accelerator, but the car still stopped at the starting point and did not start.

"Little friend, do you want uncle to stop and wait for you?" Zhao Wudi smiled faintly, showing the air of a master he should have.

"Uncle, try to run as fast as possible, and don't just use one hand and one foot, or you will be abused and cried by Ruo Ruo later." Seeing that this strange uncle is not bad, little Lolita reminded her kindly .

"Uncle likes a humorous child like you!" Zhao Wudi exclaimed, and stopped the car with the brakes.

"Finally done."

At this moment, only half of the little Lolita's butt was sitting on the seat, her little feet barely reached the accelerator, and her two little hands clenched the steering wheel...

Cyclonus, let's go!
The pitch-black Lamborghini driven by Little Lolita was released like a cheetah that had been restrained for a long time. It roared angrily, tore through the air and rushed out, like a black lightning, sweeping the straight road.

The sharp screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground came out continuously, and the little hands and feet danced nimbly and nimbly. The black gem-like eyes reflected the curves that were quickly crossed, and the little Lolita's little face was full of Excited, she let out a witch-like laugh: "Hahaha, in the eyes of the little car god Ruoruo, a curve is a straight line!"

Zhao Wudi was dumbfounded a long time ago, "This...this is..."

old driver? !

Song Moxin's pretty face flushed, only then did she realize that she had made a fool of herself.

There were more and more people onlookers, and they cast shocked glances at Little Lolita.

"I'm afraid this little girl learned to drive in her mother's womb!"

"Then her mother must have been kicked hard enough."

"The protagonist of Fast and Furious 9 is none other than her!"

"Well, when I was her age, I couldn't even ride a bicycle."

"What are you, I couldn't even walk at that time!"

"The legendary mentally handicapped child?!"

"..."

"Oops, I was overtaken!"

Zhao Wudi turned pale with shock, realizing that Ling Ruoruo was a formidable opponent and would not hold back any more, but this still couldn't save him from the inevitable defeat.

The pitch-black Lamborghini completed incredible drifts one after another. Zhao Wudi was left far behind and completely lost sight of Little Lolita.

Zhao Wudi was in a daze the whole way, and he didn't know how long it took to drive to 100 meters before the finish line, but Xiao Luoli had already stopped here and waited for him.

"Uncle, Ruoruo is going to the finish line." Little Lolita smiled at Zhao Wudi.

Zhao Wudi was expressionless: "..."

Little Loli started the car and easily defeated Zhao Wudi whose fighting spirit had collapsed.

The moment the car passed the finish line, Zhao Wudi burst into tears with a "wow", crying loudly, heartbroken.

He must have picked up the wrong script. With such an overbearing name like "Zhao Wudi", how could it be possible for him to get such a sad role in a side role?
His majestic future world champion lost to a little girl with no hair at all today!

This must be a fake loli!

Your loli can drive?
Can you still drift?

"Uncle, don't cry." Little Lolita patted his shoulder very gently, her childish voice was full of healing.

Zhao Wudi raised his head and was stunned. His pink and jade-carved little face was white and crystal clear, with a sweet smile like a spring breeze, so pure that there was no impurity, "Little angel..."

"You just lost to a little girl who just passed her sixth birthday."

Zhao Wudi: "..."

What a little angel!

This is the devil, the big devil!

He cried even more fiercely, crying heartbreakingly, which made everyone sympathize.

"Oh, poor..."

"I'm afraid he will never be able to hold the steering wheel again in his life."

"That's still a trivial matter. There is a 90.00% chance that he will have 'loli phobia'..."

"Papa, Uncle Zhao cried so badly, so pitifully." Little Lolita got off her seat, ran to Ling Yu, and sighed.

Ling Yu: "..."

It is him again!
When everyone noticed Ling Yu, they were even more surprised.

This man is mysterious and powerful, and the people around him are not simple characters, not even a child.

PS: There may be flaws, but I have been writing every chapter seriously, but more and more friends are still turning to pirated copies.

Just half an hour ago, my family called and said that I was not doing my job properly, which delayed my studies and forced me to give up.

The heavy pressure made me breathless, and my hard work was not rewarded. This feeling is really uncomfortable.

Sometimes I even think to myself, shouldn't I stick to it?
But I don't want to give up, and I shouldn't give up. I'm sorry for the readers who have been following me.

I will resist, I will continue to write, and I will try my best to update it stably before next week. I also hope that friends who like this book can read the original version as much as possible...

Please forgive me, and thank everyone who has always supported Shuaimao!
　I charge an extra penny for the words of PS, Shuaimao will make up for you in the next chapters, Shuaimao regards you as friends, I have said these things from my heart, I hope you will not be bored...

　　
　
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