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Under such tremendous pressure, Wu Xin couldn't sit still and just paced back and forth.

The rich second-generations in the Wind Chasing Club were also restless.

Although Wu Xin wrote them an IOU, if the 10 million yuan was really lost, it would be difficult to get the money back from Wu Xin.

"Wu Xin, why are you pretending to be broke? You even need to borrow money for gambling."

"You'd better hope that Dong Feng wins, or you'll be in trouble!"

"If you can't pay it back, I'll take the IOU to your dad!"

"I don't believe Qingcheng Group dares to default on its debt!"

In this restless mood, the rich second-generation members of the Chasing Wind Club directed their attacks at Wu Xin.

When it comes to interests, they won't care about any so-called feelings.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Dong Feng is a professional racer, there's no way he can lose!"

Wu Xin insisted.

But when he said this, Wu Xin was obviously lacking in confidence.

Chen Feng couldn't help but smile as he looked at the rich second generations who had already started to fight each other.

I thought these second-generation rich guys could be united, but they ended up fighting among themselves.

Wu Xin became even more furious after hearing Chen Feng's ridicule.

"What we need to do now is to hope that Dong Feng wins this game and not let outsiders laugh at him!"

Wu Xin's eyes were red, and now he was like a gambler who had risked everything.

All he did was believe that he could win this bet.

"Chen Feng, what are you laughing at!"

"It's just a temporary lead, there's nothing to be proud of!"

"We are about to enter the hairpin turns. Here, Dong Feng will definitely be able to overtake your driver!"

"I hope you can still laugh by then!"

Wu Xin looked at Chen Feng viciously and threatened him again.

"Whether I can laugh at that time or not is not the point. Anyway, you can't laugh now."

Chen Feng's tone was very calm, which made Wu Xin look like a mad dog.

Chen Feng's words accurately hit Wu Xin's sore spot.

Chen Feng is surrounded by professional bodyguards. No matter how angry Wu Xin is, he can't fight with those bodyguards.

Wu Xin used all his strength to kick a chair beside him hard to vent his inner emotions.

Although these chairs look light, they are actually welded to the ground.

Instead of knocking the chair over with this kick, Wu Xin held his foot and wailed.

Looking at Wu Xin who was jumping in pain, Chen Feng felt even happier.

It really wasn't a wasted trip tonight.

Clown performances of this level are really rare!

"The hairpin nine turns are coming!"

Just when Wu Xin was about to lose his mind in pain, a voice came.

Wu Xin seemed to have forgotten the pain in an instant. He immediately put down his foot and looked at the picture on the big screen.

The Wolf Cub supercar driven by Wu Yuan still maintained its leading advantage and entered the first corner first.

It is still easy and smooth, drifting like an art, and easy to get out of corners.

Dong Feng bit Wu Yuan tightly from behind.

Dong Feng also understood that this nine-turn hairpin was his last chance to turn the tables.

Because of this, Dong Feng's drift was getting closer and closer.

With every turn, the distance between Dong Feng and Wu Yuan would be shortened.

Because it is a continuous curve.

This time, Wu Yuan was unable to widen the distance between the two cars on the long straight.

In the eyes of all the spectators, Dong Feng was constantly catching up with Wu Yuan in front, and the distance between the two cars was visibly shortened.

It seems that Dong Feng has the possibility to surpass Wu Yuan at any time!

Watching this scene on the screen, Wu Xin was extremely excited.

At this moment, he almost forgot to breathe.

With this crazy drift, by the sixth turn, Dong Feng was only half a car space behind Wu Yuan.

Everyone thought that as long as Dong Feng passed the seventh turn, he would be able to surpass Wu Yuan!

Over at the Chasing Wind Club, everyone was cheering in unison for Dong Feng.

Among them, Wu Xin's cry was even louder.

Even every time Wu Xin shouted, he would glare at Chen Feng fiercely.

Wu Xin was afraid of missing the stunned and surprised expression on Chen Feng's face when he found that his car had been overtaken.

"Dong Feng! Charge!"

"Surpass him! Surpass him!"

As for Chen Feng, he was unusually calm.

Looking at Wu Yuan who was still in the leading position, Chen Feng also felt emotional in his heart.

Now it’s time for Wu Yuan to show his true abilities.

Otherwise the game will be over!

Wu Yuan seemed to know what Chen Feng was thinking, and his driving style suddenly changed from elegant to brutal.

They had already entered the curve, but Wu Yuan had no intention of slowing down the car. Instead, he kept stepping on the accelerator.

The mechanical monster Wolf Cub Supercar has also completely awakened.

Accelerate again amid the roar of the engine.

Let's take advantage of the curve to create some distance again.

After that, Wu Yuan still didn't slow down, and the wolf cub drove faster and faster.

The gap that was originally only half a parking space was suddenly left far behind.

The person who felt this most deeply was Dong Feng, who was following behind him.

Dong Feng just felt as if the car in front of him had a new driver.

Originally, Dong Feng was racing with Wu Yuan with an arrogant attitude.

However, the speed that broke out at that bend just now finally made Dong Feng realize this cruel reality.

The reason why Wu Yuan was able to get ahead of himself was definitely not because of the performance of the car, but because of Wu Yuan’s own skills.

His racing skills were like a layman's in front of Wu Yuan.

Even at this moment, a crazy idea appeared in Dong Feng's mind.

It seems that last year's world number one driver Maherschuk was no match for Wu Yuan.

Even if Dong Feng tried his best, he could only watch the gap between the two cars grow bigger and bigger.

Even when Wu Yuan crossed the finish line, Dong Feng had not yet reached the ninth turn.

When Dong Feng reached the finish line, he got off the car immediately and found Wu Yuan who had just gotten off the car.

"who are you!"

"Your skills are definitely not amateur!"

"Why don't you join the competition! You're wasting your talent!"

"If you were in the competition, Mahshu would never be the champion!"

Dong Feng asked quickly, looking very disappointed.

Dong Feng has the purest love for racing.

"Maheshu? The rider from Gaul?"

"You're not wrong, I beat him once before."

"As for car racing, I really have no interest in it."

"There are many masters in this world, and the competition has so many restrictions that it's not fun to play."

After leaving these words, Wu Yuan turned and left, leaving behind Dong Feng whose worldviews were completely shattered.

What did he say just now?

Did he beat the driving god Mahshu?

Who is he?