My wife's vest has been exposed. President, please stop being stubborn.

Although there was a successful example the first time, everyone present, except Pei Zhenchuan and others, couldn't help but worry about him.

Because the second turn is longer, the line of sight is more obstructed, and the technical requirements for the racer are also higher, the risk factor here is obviously much higher than the first turn.

Everyone stared at the screen intently, afraid of missing any scene.

Even Pei Zhenchuan is no exception.

The only difference is that others are worried about Ning Yu's safety, but he wants to see Ning Yu's car crash and death with his own eyes.

Just thinking about that scene made him excited.

He would not be called Pei Zhenchuan if he did not take revenge on someone who dared to provoke him, beat him in public, and even knocked out his teeth.

however……

After receiving Su Muyan's advice, Ning Yu seemed to be on a roll. Not only did he not make any mistakes throughout the whole process, his level of performance could be described as above average.

When he passed the second bend, fans couldn't help but cheer for him excitedly!

"Y-God Niubi! Please accept my knees."

"As expected of my idol, this technique is amazing! God Y, I will be your fan forever."

"Y God V5..."

Pei Zhenchuan was stunned when he heard these people calling him "Y God".

Who in the racing circle doesn't know God Y? He is no exception, and he was a fan for a while before!

He got up from the ground, grabbed the collar of the person closest to him, and asked with disbelief in his eyes: "Who did you say he was?"

"God Y! We all know about this." The man pulled his hand away with force and rolled his eyes at him contemptuously. "I heard that you are also his fan? Ha, I think you are a fake fan, right?"

What fan would want to kill their idol?

"Impossible!" Pei Zhenchuan obviously couldn't accept this reality.

How could the person he wanted to kill so much be God Y?

"I don't believe it! You must have made a mistake. How could he be God Y?" Pei Zhenchuan was so excited that he accidentally touched his injured hand, and the pain made him break out in a cold sweat.

In fact, even he himself didn't quite understand why he was trying so hard to deny Ning Yu's identity.

Maybe it's more of regret and unwillingness!

If Ning Yu was really God Y, wouldn't the game he had put so much thought into be a joke? In the end, not only did he have to pay money, but he also got beaten up for nothing.

That was God Y! He was the undefeated legend in the racing world, how could he have his car destroyed and died as he wished?

As for the idol complex?

A little bit, but not much.

Ever since he got involved with women, his mind was no longer on racing, so he no longer cared about whether it was a god or not.

"How is it impossible? Besides him, who else in the world can drive a car to this level?"

After hearing this, Jiang Yu subconsciously looked at Su Muyan and whispered in his heart: "Why not?"

Although he knew that Ning Yu was God Y, Pei Zhenchuan still hoped that he would make some mistakes and then face the ending that had been arranged for him.

But unfortunately, Ning Yu had a smooth journey and reached the destination in less than half an hour.

The moment the car stopped, excited cheers rang out again in the stadium.

Some people even couldn't wait and started waiting at the finish line early.

Ning Yu greeted them politely, then walked towards Su Muyan impatiently.