was his cat

As soon as Chen Chi changed his clothes and walked out the door, he was blocked by a figure.

"Chi God has two young masters who have come to compete with us small characters for food after they become younger brothers. Isn't it kind?"

Chen Chi looked in the direction of the voice, and Jiang Wang leaned against the wall beside him, looking at him with a bad complexion.

That's right, after being forced to "leave" for such a long time, how can I look so good?

"I thought you would have a better memory after the suspension, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid." Chen Chi's eyes radiated a dangerous light, "Did you think you were fined for what happened last time? How many games will it be over?"

"What else do you want?! Besides, no one can prove that I did it." Jiang Wang crossed his arms and looked at Chen Chi, smartly not admitting it.

"Whether it's you, you and I know very well." Chen Chi didn't bother to argue with him, "As for what I want, it's not your turn to care."

Seeing Chen Chi's plain face, Jiang Wang smiled sarcastically at the corner of his mouth, and glanced at the direction Chen Chi came out from, with a blatant malice in his tone.

"Why, the money of the two young masters is not enough for you to squander? When you see a rich place, you jump up?"

"It's as if you are not the same, what qualifications do you have to say about me?" Chen Chi raised his eyes and mocked.

"You!" Jiang Wang was blocked by his words, unable to refute, if this kind of life-saving competition was not for money, who would come?

Mu Chen stood waiting for him not far away, Chen Chi ignored Jiang Wang, and walked past him with his long legs, but when he was about to stagger away from Jiang Wang, Chen Chi paused.

"Compared to the group of people around you, you are at least a signed professional racing driver, Jiang Wang, you have made me look down on you once, and I hope there will be no second time."

After saying this, Chen Chi lifted his foot and left, walking towards Mu Chen's direction.

After Chen Chi left, Jiang Wang put down his arms around his chest, his eyes were dark and unpredictable, he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, watching Chen Chi's back slowly leaving, Jiang Wang punched the wall next to him, and a very low voice came out of his throat.

"Oh shit."

"The car is in front." Mu Chen handed the car keys to Chen Chi, and glanced at Jiang Wang behind him, "What happened just now?"

"It's nothing, accuse me of stealing their jobs." Chen Chi took the key and raised his eyebrows, "KX250f? The car is not bad, where did it come from?"

"Of course I borrowed it." Mu Chen pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and smiled innocently.

"It's ok, Xiao Chenchen. Originally, I planned to just walk around casually, just go out of the circle. If you are like this, I am too embarrassed to operate too smoothly."

The corners of Chen Chi's mouth curled up, and he was in a good mood.

"...Get out!" Mu Chen couldn't help but get goosebumps when he heard "Little Shenchen" in Chen Chi's mouth.

It has to be said that, to a certain extent, Mu Chen and Chen Chi rarely agree on matters such as titles.

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The game is about to start.

Chen Chi straddled the racing car, his black and white racing uniform was not very conspicuous on a group of dark people.

When he entered the arena, he had already put on the helmet, not because he was afraid that others would recognize him and target him, but mainly because it was annoying, there were too many flies, it was really disgusting.

It's just the preliminary round, and he doesn't want to make any trouble yet.

"Woo--" the whistle sounded, and the racers all lowered their bodies, gripped the handlebars, and got ready to take their positions.

"Bang!" With the sound of the starting gun, each car rushed out like an arrow off the string, raising a cloud of pale yellow smoke at the starting point.

It may be due to the large number of people, Chen Chi only heard the sound of friction between the wheels and the ground, and the wind was not as loud as when he was competing in Qiu Chishan.

In fact, Chen Chi really enjoys the feeling of comparing speed with the wind. When people and cars are moving at high speed, it seems that time has passed, which makes him free from life and death, and he doesn't have to care about anything other than rushing forward. .

Perhaps it was a last resort to take this path at first, but now, Chen Chi has to admit that maybe this is the most suitable path for him.

The preliminary competition was just a competition of speed, and most of the people who came to join in the fun were eliminated, so there were not too many obstacles arranged on the field, but it was more likely to cause some problems, just as Chen Chi had predicted before the competition.

Not long after the start, two cars were forced to leave the track together. Chen Chi narrowed his eyes and quickly glanced at the people around him. He didn't drive fast, at least he wasn't in their target right now. within range.

Scanning around, Chen Chi saw Ge Feng's coquettish red racing car at a glance, and he couldn't help but be noticed.

Chen Chi also didn't expect that Ge Feng could find another racing car like the original one so quickly, and it seemed that he was quite satisfied.

"Stupid." Looking at the cars rushing towards Ge Feng, Chen Chi cursed in a low voice, really wanted to unscrew Ge Feng's pig's brain to see if it was all pretending to be Xiang.

Fortunately, Ge Feng also knew that he was being watched, so he rushed faster at the beginning, and when those people forced others away, he had already opened up a lot of distance.

At the beginning, there were many players on the field, and the original goal soon became a little confusing. Those who were anxious to "drive away" couldn't figure out who was who, and simply chased whoever they saw.

At first it was relatively "civilized", just forcing people out from the inside until that person was eliminated, but later on, the remaining people were basically skilled players, and these little tricks could not affect them.

What's more, just like Ge Feng can throw people away from a long distance, of course other people can also throw away. Even if it is not as exaggerated as Ge Feng, it can still keep those who want to make trouble out of their way.

So why can professional gamers be called professional.

But soon, the group of people also discovered this point. The difference between the competition held in the competition center and the cross-country race is that the competition center does not have a venue as large as the cross-country race.

If we want to eliminate more than half of these people, we can only increase the distance of the game, that is to say, let them run a few more laps.

Leading on the first lap, he will definitely catch up on the second lap.

And when they come back on the second lap, their goal should be the people ranked in front.

After confirming the remaining targets, the group of people was not in a hurry, and slowed down, waiting for the people who came over on the second lap.

Mu Chen watched fidgetily from the audience outside the stadium. This group of people played dirty and blatantly.

And Chuhe was even more angry, wanting to curse, "Damn! Isn't this fucking human? Is there such a competition?"

"Fuck, I finally know what brother Chi said before the game, I'm so fucked!"

Mu Chen watched the game on the field with deep eyes, and stared straight at Chen Chi's figure.

"What is Brother Chi still doing? Why are you still playing with that group of people? Look where Ge Feng has gone." Chu He looked anxiously at Chen Chi's unsteady position.

This can't be blamed on him, some people watch the game with brains, but Chuhe no, it's not that he doesn't have brains, but Chuhe generally doesn't have brains, so he really can't understand Chen Chi's operation.

"Wait a little longer." Mu Chen guessed what Chen Chi was thinking, but he also discovered the problem now. If Chen Chi slows down like this with this group of people, he won't be able to enter the next round of competition, but if he wants to rush up, he will definitely Being targeted by these bastards.

But Mu Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

So Chen Chi, you should choose that answer, right?

Seeing this situation, Chen Chi frowned slightly, it was a little tricky, but seeing Ge Feng riding Juechen in front and Jiang Wang following behind Ge Feng, Chen Chi stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his eyes flashed With a trace of excitement, the helmet hid his flamboyant smile.

He just took advantage of this opportunity to compete with them in advance, as a preview of the upcoming competition, and it happened that he hadn't had a hearty competition in a long time.

These people who come to make trouble may be more annoying than those dead obstacles.

"Fuck! Brother Chi has accelerated! Accelerated!"

The originally stabilized field, suddenly a black shadow rushed out from the group of backward players, like a black cheetah, frantically chasing the prey in front of it, passing one after another who stood in front of it.

The exclamation outside the court was louder and louder, and the eyes were almost fixed on Chen Chi, following him to surpass one after another, using the perfect technique on the curve, almost chasing the score like a devil.

"I'll wipe it! Brother Chi, is he holding back?!! Damn it! Another one!"

Chu He excitedly stood up and patted Mu Chen on the shoulder, "I just said how could Brother Chi be so hot!"

"Brother Chi, come on! Brother Chi!!! Show those bastards to death!"

Chen Chi didn't hear the excitement on Chuhe's side. He only had eyes on the people in front of him, one after another. Racing on the field was no different than off-road racing. If he wanted to overtake, he could only use the curves to overtake.

So sideways drifting is almost a necessary skill for every professional player, but there are not many people who can play drifting well.

But unfortunately, Chen Chi happened to belong to that category of people. Whether it was talent or hard work, Chen Chi's racing skills were truly reflected on the field.

Feeling that there were a few more tails behind him, Chen Chi raised one corner of his mouth, and looked at the familiar cars in front of him, his old opponents in the competition.

We are all cross-country racers, and the competition, of course, has to be a little more exciting.

Who wouldn't play dirty?

Chen Chi caught up to the top five in the middle of the second round. Seeing a few people blocking the front, Chen Chi glanced at the person closest to the outside, turned his wrist slightly, turned his direction, and approached the person inside .

The same trick as the previous group of people, Chen Chi forced that person away from the track, and even that person tried to speed up in order to compete with Chen Chi. .

"No.1." Chen Chi glanced at the "lucky" contestant, and said in a low voice.

"Damn it! Brother Chi is too handsome!" Chu He was dumbfounded by Chen Chi's numbing scalp.

"Treat him with his own way." The corners of Mu Chen's mouth rose. Sure enough, a person like Chen Chi never suffered a disadvantage.

Ge Feng hid several people who were blocking him, his heart became more and more angry, but he was helpless.

It was only on the third lap that he saw Chen Chi's maneuvers from the side, his eyes lit up, and Ge Feng couldn't help but praise how beautiful he was.

When he regained his senses and looked at the person in front of him again, Ge Feng grinned, "Damn it, you're all blocking me, right? I'll let you all block it!"

In front of professional racing drivers, no one knows better than them where to play dirty tricks. Since they are not serious about racing, they don't have to abide by any broken rules.

Since you like to do action so much, let's do enough.