Super Entertainment Tycoon

The addition of GTR has no effect on the car god. He has no brain to believe in his own technology and feels that with his own drift, he can crush any opponent. The title of car **** is not in vain.

While Xin Nan sat in the car without saying a word, his palms were already covered with sweat.

From time to time, he glanced at Lin Fan who was smoking a leisurely cigarette. He already had a definition of this person in his heart, that was a pit! Quite a pit! From yesterday to today, I have pitted myself twice in driving. Once I was in a trance. This time I have to bet on my arm. You have the ability to do it by yourself. If you have the ability to bet on your arm, I just do whatever you want. Just two sentences, can you seize the opportunity?

Xin Nan really wanted to slap himself twice, and vowed that he would never pretend to be forceful anymore. At the very least, he had to pretend to be invisible, such as painting and calligraphy, fine wine, culinary skills, etc. These are all high-end people should be cultivated. .

But for now, let's go through this barrier first.

One person was rejoined, the game adjusted its position, and the game started again. The appearance of GTR became the focus of everyone's attention. The woman sat in the car and lit a woman's cigarette handsomely, looking very comfortable in the mist.

The race course has been agreed, and in the countdown of the timekeeper, the three cars set off at the same time.

As the driver of the GTR, the woman did not step on the accelerator to the bottom right away, but followed the two cars and watched the two men compete.

The first place is the car god, he blasted the accelerator very well, leading the way.

The second runner-up Xin Nan was sweating, and he had already slammed the accelerator. This is this car with only 1.4L and only the exhaust muffler removed. He really doesn't drive fast, he is used to automatic transmission. Facing this manual gear, he almost stalled just now.

Soon the first corner was reached, the car **** smiled, his direction was killed, a tail flick was made, and a corner drifted past, but the speed was reduced from 100 to 40, and he had to accelerate again.

"Wow, the car **** is so handsome!"

"Drift! God's skills! Only the most talented drivers can master it!" The agent of the car **** squeezed his fist fiercely, his face filled with pride.

Xin Nan, who was in second place, didn’t drift, because he didn’t know how to do it, even if it’s such a low posture, he doesn’t know how to do it. Facing this ninety He can only step on the brakes in advance, slow down, and pass slowly.

"Damn!" Xin Nan's way of cornering like ordinary people driving makes many people raise their middle fingers.

"It's a **** racer, you can't choose a car, you can't drift, rubbish."

"True dish! Even with this kind of technology, you dare to point fingers at the car gods, and you dare to be called a racer. It's not ashamed of yourself."

As Xin Nan's friend, as the partner who just praised and boasted, Liu Hu's face was green and red, embarrassed and spoke.

On the contrary, Lin Fan seemed to be very loyal. He pointed at the motorcyclists with his mouth akimbo, "Hey! You guys, don’t speak ill of my friends behind your back, dare to speak in front of him. Huh? Afraid to bear the anger from a racing driver! Have the ability to wait for him to come back and then sneer!"

Yi Yun patted her forehead, revealing a look that she couldn't bear to watch, and she even had an urge to break up with Lin Fan immediately. Why didn't she find that her boyfriend was so dark-bellied before, what if she would do something to herself in the future? do.

Besides, the performance of the two rookies has already stunned the GTR drivers. She is a little confused about why such people dare to gather crowds for racing. Could it be that there are no drivers in Suzhou and Hangzhou?

Seeing the performance of the first two people, she had a sensation of spicy eyes, and she didn't follow behind at the moment. The clutch gear was blasted in one go. The beast roared, and then suddenly accelerated and entered the first place at a speed of 100 yards. A curve, followed by drift.

elegant! freely! The flowing water, passing without a trace of slowing down, thoroughly showed everyone who was watching the battle what is real drift!

"This..." The motorcyclists who were still cheering for the slowing down and flicking of the car **** were all stunned, and the cheering stopped in an instant.

What do you say? I'm afraid the air is suddenly quiet. The awkward atmosphere on the scene spread endlessly.

GTR blasted its horsepower and passed Xin Nan unpreparedly, and then the car god.

The situation in the back streets is not clear to everyone, but the fact that GTR will win the game is already doomed.

Cha Shen got down from above his red car with a frustrated face, and threw his helmet aside bitterly, and walked a little shake, as if a master who had been lonely for thousands of years was defeated by a single move.

"Car god, don't be discouraged, this failure is nothing, after all, her car is better than yours." As the agent, she was the first to comfort her.

The rest of the people also said similar things. In ancient times, three people became tigers. These people lied to themselves with comfort. They really summarized the reason in the car, and had nothing to do with human technology.

In this atmosphere, the confidence that Cha God had just been defeated was slowly recovered, walked to the woman, took a deep look at her, and then said: "Woman, the car is not a big deal, there is a chance, let's Fight! Next time, you will lose!"

He was a lonely master.

Faced with him, this woman just smiled. If she wants to run past her with that kind of piercing drift, she won't be the main player in this year's rally. Her opponent is "so simple?" Three people!

After comforting the car gods, the little drag racers went directly to Xin Nan. They didn't dare to provoke the first one, but the third one didn't dare to mock it?

"Yeah! Isn't this our racer, why did you come back?"

"Isn't it lost? Did you always navigate when you were racing?"

"Racer, what do you think of this car as it drifts and the tires run in with the ground?"

One person, one sentence, the damaged Xin Nan's face was blue and white.

"Shut up!" Xin Nan couldn't bear it and shouted.

However, he didn't have the effect of what he had said. On the contrary, it aroused a deeper level of anger. Gradually, there were sounds like arms lifting in the crowd.

"Yes, take off your arm."

The voice is getting louder and louder, and this group of drag racers is about to come up and stand Xin Nan.

"Liu Hu, help me!" Xin Nan shouted for help.

Liu Hu, who had been silent all the time, of course couldn't be silent anymore, and saw him stepping over in a few big steps, "You guys, get out of my way, are you shameless! "

Liu Hu's figure with his somewhat fierce appearance is indeed quite bluffing, but these motorcyclists don't like him.