Godly Dragon Guard

Qiao Xing admits that Shen Lang has two skills, but the car is not everyone, saying that Shen Lang's car skills are good, he Qiao Xing is the first to refuse.

After talking a few words, Wang Zhipeng and Ling Tianyou walked away. They were not familiar with each other.

The guy Ling Tianyou was most dissatisfied with was Wang Zhipeng. Although he had never beaten Wang Zhipeng in a regular race, he had devoted himself to training his driving skills since he saw the thrilling drifting technique of Shen Lang on the street. Even one day you can master that gorgeous and superb technique.

Ye Xingkong called Shen Lang. Shen Lang was about to come over, and she was a little expectant.

Liu Tienan stepped forward and said in Qiao Xing's ear: "Brother Xing, that kid Shen Lang is really evil, let's... let's keep a low profile this time!"

"Damn, useless things! Why do you want to keep a low profile, I have to show him a high profile!" Qiao Xing scolded angrily.

Liu Tienan touched his nose, anyway, he was afraid of being beaten by Shen Lang, and Qiao Xing couldn't stop him going to die.

The incident that Shen Lang beat him was always a scar in Qiao Xing's heart. Qiao Xing wanted to take revenge, but he felt that he could not manage Shen Lang, and he was not reconciled.

"Hmph, I want to see what strength that kid has!" Qiao Xing said with a bitter face.

After a short while, the distant mountain road rang out the engine sound again, but this time the engine sound was a bit strange.

"Beep beep!" The engine sounded loudly.

Wearing a black jacket, Shen Lang galloped up on a black Harley motorcycle, a beautiful ninety-degree brake, and steadily parked Harley at the entrance of Qiu Ming Mountain...

"Grass, I thought it was a good car. It turned out to be a broken Harley." Seeing the motorcycle parked not far away, Qiao Xing sneered contemptuously.

A group of **** from Heixiang Technical School also laughed.

Although Harley is the king of motorcycles, it is just a motorcycle. No matter how strong a motorcycle is, can it beat these sports cars?

Except for the Wuling Hongguang who was driven by Liu Tienan and Heixiang Technical School, any car in the room can be exchanged for seven or eight Harleys like this. Therefore, the audience did not care about the future, they thought it was the audience who came to watch the game. .

Ye Xingkong walked over quickly, and Ye Chen and Ling Tianyou followed.

"Shen Lang, you are here."

Shen Lang nodded slightly, looked at the dazzling lights around, and couldn't help grinning, "This is a pretty big show."

"You are Mr. Shen Lang, hello, hello, my name is Ling Tianyou, I am the cousin of Xingkong!" Ling Tianyou stepped forward excitedly and shook hands with Shen Lang, as if seeing his idol.

"Hello." Shen Lang also shook hands politely, although he didn't know why the other party was so excited.

"Mr. Shen, hello." Ye Chen also stepped forward and greeted Shen Lang.

Several people chatted for a while, and Ye Xingkong asked, "Shen Lang, didn't you drive over?"

"No, this is my car." Shen Lang pointed to the black Harley on the side.

The three of them couldn't help but froze. Ye Xingkong couldn't help but say, "Shen Lang, driving a motorcycle in this kind of race is against the regulations."

"Can't it? I still want to play." Shen Lang felt a bit pity. He thought it was a car racing race, but he didn't expect it to be a regular race.

"Shen Lang, if you don't have a car, I can lend you my car." Ye Xingkong said immediately.

Shen Lang shook his head: "No, someone will bring me a car."

It's still early, and Li Fei shouldn't arrive so soon.

"Ling Tianyou, this is the Shen Lang you were talking about? He didn't even have a car, did he come to make fun of him?" Wang Zhipeng walked over and said sarcastically.

Wang Zhipeng thought that Shen Lang in Ling Tianyou's mouth was very powerful, but he turned out to be such a rookie. It was a joke.

Ling Tianyou glanced at Wang Zhipeng and sneered: "Wang Zhipeng, you don't have to worry about this. You'll know when the game starts."

"Huh." Wang Zhipeng didn't even look at Shen Lang. He felt that talking to Shen Lang really lost his identity as the captain of the paradise team.

Shen Lang felt tired and crooked. These self-righteous drag racers really thought he was a car god.

At this moment, Qiao Xing also came over, and Liu Tienan and a group of gangsters from Heixiang technical school followed him.

"It's so shabby, Shen Lang, since I participated in the race, I don't even have a decent car. Hahaha, don't tell me, you want to use this broken Harley motorcycle to beat our luxury supercars, right?" Joe Xing said contemptuously, he would naturally not let go of the opportunity to mock Shen Lang.

"Hahaha!"

A group of **** from Heixiang Technical School laughed, and Liu Tienan also smiled symbolically. He really didn't want to provoke Shen Lang again.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Who said that a motorcycle can't beat a sports car? Qiao Xing, I forgot the pain before the scar was healed. Is it itchy again?"

Qiao Xing looked a little ugly, and said coldly, "Huh, Shen Lang, you can continue to be mad, and wait to see how shame you are! A broken motorcycle wants to win a sports car, it's a foolish dream!"

"Don't believe it? We can compare, start from here, circle the famous autumn mountains, see who comes first." Shen Lang shrugged and said.

"It's not fun to simply compare it. Let's add a bet?" Qiao Xing laughed, thinking that this kid is really an idiot. Even a broken motorcycle can compare with his Bugatti Veyron?

But since Shen Lang proposed it, Qiao Xing would naturally not let go of this opportunity.

"Okay, how do you want to bet?" Shen Lang shrugged indifferently, but sneered in his heart. Qiao Xing dared to compare himself with such rubbish. He really hangs himself and looks for death.

"Okay!" Qiao Xing sneered: "Whoever loses will kneel down and knock his head!"

"Qiao Xing, don't go too far! Shen Lang drives a motorcycle, which is too unfair." Ye Xingkong frowned.

Although she knows that Shen Lang's car skills are quite good, but motorcycles and top sports cars are not comparable, this itself is an unfair test.

"Why? Don't you dare?" Qiao Xing smiled contemptuously: "If you think I bully you with a sports car, you can drive for half a minute and then we can chase. If this is not daring to compare... …Hehe, I really don’t know if you are still a man!"

The section of Qiu Ming Mountain is only about five kilometers. Let Shen Lang drive for a minute and a half, or at most one kilometer. If you chase it by yourself, you can definitely catch up. Qiao Xing is full of confidence, just to make Shen Lang agree.

Ye Xingkong shut up and said nothing, this kind of thing is about man's dignity, she really can't speak again.

Shen Lang smiled, and said, "Open it first and you don't have to, but I have to add another bet."

"Just say it!" Qiao Xing yelled loudly.