Longmen Crazy Young

Chapter 97 Tyrannical (Fifth)

Seeing this thing, both Wang Huateng and Lu Li's expressions changed drastically. This thing is a taboo for racing cars, but Li Zhenyu actually installed it on the car, which shows his sinister heart.

"It turns out that the Emperor Racing Team is a group of people like this. They won't win by force. I am ashamed to be with you. It's a pity that there are people like you in the racing industry of country Z!" Wang Huateng was very angry. It's an insult to the car industry.

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. As long as you can win, why care about the method!" Li Zhenyu said dissatisfied

"Fart, it's the charm of competition to defeat the opponent with technology, but you are not worthy of being a driver!" Lu Li retorted loudly.

They are all people who really love racing, but seeing the performance of the Emperor Racing Team today, they were greatly disappointed.

It turns out that the Emperor Racing Team is just a group of people like this.

"Dignity is exactly what you weak people would say. The most important thing about victory is the result, not the process. As long as you can win, you can use any method!" Li Zhenyu was very disdainful. They are all so old, but they are still as innocent as children. Look upright.

"Your processing that destroys the fairness of the game is not worthy of being a driver, and your Emperor Racing Team is not worthy of being a team!" Zhang Yue retorted loudly. Once upon a time, the Emperor Racing Team was also her pursuit.

She also wants to join the Imperial team and become one of them.

But looking at it today, this imperial convoy is nothing more than that.

Teams without race ethics are not worthy of being called piles.

Li Zhenyu didn't take it seriously, "How about our imperial team, Yunu Wugua, I've already wasted enough time with you, get the hell out, I'm leaving!"

He was also sure that this group of people would not dare to trouble the Emperor's motorcade, so he pushed aside the crowd, but at this moment, a car door fell in front of him.

"Do I allow you to go!"

Everyone saw that Qin Hao broke off the Mustang's door with his bare hands and stood in front of Li Zhenyu.

This terrifying power, everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and they all became terrified.

Li Zhenyu took a step back, "What are you going to do? Do you still want to use force?"

"I'm a civilized person, I don't know how to do these things!" After Qin Hao finished speaking, he punched him in the stomach.

He spat out a mouthful of sour water, "You, didn't you say you are a civilized person?"

"I'm sorry, I'm a civilized person, but I don't seem to be a civilized person anymore!" Qin Hao punched him again.

"If you want to kill me, you have to consider the consequences!" Qin Hao directly lifted him up and placed him on the broken glass of the car door.

"You, calm down, I didn't mean it, please go around me this time!"

"Forgive me, then I need people from your imperial motorcade to come and talk to me!" Qin Hao said angrily.

He just wanted to go home from the game and settle the battle in a few minutes, but he was messed up by this person.

It also caused him to damage Wang Shao's car, so he has to accompany him in a car.

Li Zhenyu was very flustered when he heard that he was going to find the Emperor Racing Team, "You, you are dreaming, and you want the Emperor Racing Team to apologize to you, this is impossible!"

Qin Hao turned a deaf ear to it, "So, I need you at this time, and see if the imperial team is a bunch of bastards!"

Li Zhenyu cried out in pain, and everyone couldn't bear to look directly at him.

But everyone can understand that if a Bodhisattva gets angry, let alone a human being!
If this matter was bumped into by them, it might be even more extreme than Qin Hao.

"The imperial convoy arrives!"

Qin Hao just finished talking about the imperial convoy, and from behind everyone, huge lights lit up one after another.

These are headlights!
Everyone counted, a total of twenty cars!
And each one is a supercar!
This, is this the background of the Emperor Racing Team?
As the lights came on, many people got out of the car, wearing uniforms.

All are tight leather pants, black leather boots, and a black T-shirt with a crown printed on the T-shirt, and this is the name of the emperor below.

At the same time, this group of people all wore headscarves, a non-mainstream style.

"Is the imperial team a non-mainstream Samat?" Qin Hao asked in surprise.

He wouldn't be like those people, who would be so nervous and speechless when he saw the Emperor's motorcade. On the contrary, he still felt that it was a grass-roots team.

"Shut up, you dare to speak ill of the imperial convoy, open your mouth!" The leader shouted, and a black shadow flew out from behind him.

Seeing this, Young Master Wang said sharply, "Bold!"

Three people appeared one after another from behind him, but their speed was still a bit slower.

The man from the imperial motorcade came to Qin Hao in an instant, before he stretched out his hand, Qin Hao kicked him away.

The man rolled several times on the ground and fell right in front of the leader, unconscious.

"Crazy!" Qin Hao kicked this person away, thinking it was nothing, but these people all stared wide-eyed.

Especially the three people who protected Young Master Wang were taken aback. Why is Young Master Qin so strong?
Everyone burst into laughter.
"What kind of god am I when the Emperor's team is just a silver pewter gun head!"

"That's right, the formation was so scary that it disappeared in an instant!"

"Actually, what Young Master Qin said was exactly what I wanted to say, and the other party is a grass-roots team!"

These people laughed loudly, but they seemed to be slapping everyone in the imperial team one after another.
(End of this chapter)