God-level system: I am the big boss of the villain

Chapter 17 Rewarded: Racer

"Damn it! Thanks to me standing up for you, you fucking lied to me, causing me to misunderstand him!"

"It turns out that this handsome guy is a rich man. We were all wrong."

"It's okay to be handsome and strong, but the owner of a sports car worth more than 300 million yuan...so rich, our sports cars worth more than a million yuan look like rubbish."

"It's a waste of such a good sports car to be used by such a violent person. Why not give it to me and let me show its charm."

"This car is a sports car and him. It's a waste. It shouldn't belong to a guy who only looks like violence. It's right to belong to me."

Some people were shocked and envious.

Naturally, some people will be jealous.

Their sports car does not exceed 100 million at most, and correspondingly, the configuration is not very advanced.

And Muyun's sports car is worth more than 300 million yuan, and its configuration is more advanced.

Therefore, they are unbalanced.

Why, you can have such a good sports car?
Why don't we?unfair!
But the jealous person, because he was afraid of Mu Yun's fist, just muttered in a low voice, not daring to speak loudly.

"Ding! Someone doesn't think the host is qualified to own a Porsche 911, trigger the selection function."

"Option [-]: Show your racing skills to impress them, reward: Modification expert (only for car modification)"

"Option [-]: Challenge everyone, fight against the crowd, and reward: racing masters."

"Choose two." Without thinking, Mu Yun chose directly.

Choice one is impossible.

A tall, rich and handsome man is not the president, choose him to be a car remodeler?
As for choosing the second choice, because you can get rewards, don't take it for nothing, and Mu Yun doesn't dislike too many rewards.

In addition, he was a little itchy and wanted to play a game.

This is normal. If it were any man, if he had a high-end sports car, he would not be able to resist driving it for a race.

"Some of you don't think I'm qualified to own it, so I'll crush you with my driving skills!"

The corner of Mu Yun's mouth curled up, and his tone was very flat, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

But when it got into the ears of the young man surnamed Wang, it was quite harsh, with angry faces appearing, and they all stared at Mu Yun with unkind eyes.

They felt provoked and despised by Mu Yun.

"We are afraid of your methods, but you underestimate us too!"

"We've been racing for years and no one has ever dared to say that to us!"

"Damn it, if you have money and fists, you can be crazy! I can tell you that our racing technology is far behind you!"

Young and energetic, they drank loudly as if they had ignited a keg of explosives.

"Dump me thousands of miles away? Then let me see it."

After all, Mu Yun pulled Su Yihan into the Porsche 911.

Seeing this, the young people surnamed Wang became even more angry, and followed each other into their own sports cars.

They want to teach Mu Yun a lesson for talking big and despising them!

Then, one after another sports cars started, leaving only Mu Yun who hadn't started the car, and a few women who stayed here as referees.

"Brother Muyun, they have already driven very far. If you don't drive, we will not be able to catch up."

Su Yihan seemed a little anxious, she didn't want to see someone she liked being slapped in the face by what she said.

"No hurry." Mu Yun said calmly, he has already received the reward: racing car expert.

Already have a strong control over the sports car, the driving skills are also very strong, jogging a step can still crush them!

This is his confidence!

In the next second, the body of the Porsche 911 began to shake, followed by the wheels spinning rapidly.

(End of this chapter)