God of Life

On the last lap, Wang Yan didn't run very seriously.

The overall result has been ahead of everyone by nearly 20 seconds, and if you go all out, you will not be able to make it.

Heihu and the others kept shouting in the channel: "Hold on, hold on, don't be too fierce!"

No, brother is a macho!

Chuxin held Wang Yan back with a tone-changing cry: "No, I can't take it anymore, brother stinky, don't be too fast, hold on for another minute!"

Huh?

Why is my heart so restless?

The car god Wang suddenly didn't dare to step on the gas pedal.

He simply followed Young Master Pan and finished his last walk as if he was going shopping.

Cross the line, turn around, and enter the waiting area.

As soon as they got out of the car, Jianwu and Xia Yu rushed up frantically, grabbing Wang Yan and about to hold them high.

"Wait a minute, keep your demeanor!"

Wind your sister!

We're going crazy if we don't blow off steam!

Everyone rushed over involuntarily, yelling.

"Scratch, hurry! It's so fucking bullbeep!"

"Brother, come and accept my knee!"

"Fuck me! I almost didn't pee! Guys, I almost didn't piss!"

Ouch, I thank you for holding back...

It wasn't just the friends who were excited, but the 1,800 spectators in the stands stood up one by one during the last lap, never sat down, and cheered at this time.

"Car God! Car God! Car God!!!"

At the beginning, it was a little scattered, but at the end, the sound was rhythmic and hoarse.

There are too few people to show any momentum, but that kind of enthusiasm can be felt by anyone.

Wang Yan raised his hand,

After waving around, there was another burst of cheers of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Jianwu laughed wildly: "Brother, you have crushed them all!"

grind? !

strange……

Chunguang Xiayu and even the engineers inspecting the cars are equally honored, ****.

"Car God, this is what you will be in the circle from now on!"

A stubby thumb.

Hey, it's short and ugly, disgusting.

Everyone didn't care whether Wang Yan hated it or not, they just wanted to vent their emotions.

All kinds of fancy rainbow farts, covering a radius of 5 meters, soaring into the sky.

Of course, there will always be people who disagree.

Pan Shao, who parked the car in front, stood still after getting off the car, turned his head and stared at Wang Yan for a long time, then suddenly dropped his gloves, turned and walked towards the VIP building.

Just because he didn't make trouble during the game doesn't mean he will like Wang Yan.

He didn't get any benefits from Wang Yan, but let the whole circle of friends get tens of millions. He didn't bother Wang Yan on the spot, so he was able to suppress his temper and was a bit of a city.

Seeing this scene, Xia Yu quietly reminded: "Brother, we made it too big, you have to be careful later..."

The young master patted Xia Yu on the shoulder and smiled.

Soon, the rest of the drivers returned one by one.

Humphrey slammed the car door, took off his helmet, gave Wang Yan a sideways look, and turned directly to go upstairs.

Milson, however, was very kind. He took the initiative to walk towards Wang Yan, and stretched out his hand from a distance.

"Young Master Wang, it's amazing, I'm convinced!"

Reaching out to not hit the smiling man, Wang Yan stretched out his hand to hold it, and was hugged by the other party's shoulder and hit his chest again, completing the greeting for the first time.

Milson is a pure Chinese, with a standard accent, a square head and a big face, but his behavior habits are as if he has been abroad all year round, and he looks like a hip-hop youth.

"You celebrate first, exchange contact information later, and teach me when you have time!"

"Okay, let's talk later." The young master nodded.

Milson pointed at Wang Yan in a very western style, and left gracefully.

He didn't even glance at the people around him.

Wang Yan thought it was quite interesting, so he asked Jianwu in a low voice, "What does this buddy do?"

"The real name is Guo Qiang, relying on father's master..."

Jianwu replied in a very low voice, his eyes still subconsciously looking around.

"Don't inquire about the details, it's a taboo."

Yo, it seems very sensitive?

First Young Master Wang didn't like to lean close to Sensitive and annoy crabs, so he nodded and didn't ask anything.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the drivers came over to say hello.

When these few faced Wang Yan again, they all had a fan mentality, which was called enthusiasm.

"Brother, the technology is really awesome!"

"Hey, I'll go, the collision just now accelerated with force is amazing!"

"That's right, almost blind! No wonder everyone calls you the car god... Brother car god, how did you do it?"

How did it work?

Oh, crash out, huh?

First Young Master Wang touched his chin in distress: "It's not easy to explain such a simple matter..."

⊙o⊙! ! !

Excuse me, are you the new King of Forces, Xiaotianwang?

Everyone was in a daze, Wang Yan laughed and waved his hands: "Just kidding, don't take it seriously. I'm young and love to take risks. That's not a technology worth emulating. I know it in my heart. Brothers, don't do it again." Praise."

This is so beautifully said, it can stop everyone's doubts, and it is even more humble.

Everyone around felt the same way about the young man in front of him - he was handsome, with an astonishing demeanor.

People who love to play with cars don't accept anything else, but technology.

Of course, no matter how good the skills of the precarious underground drivers are, they have to be at the same level as them to be truly recognized.

Wang Yan's temperament overwhelmed the audience, and anyone who saw it would think that Jie was a top young man.

Many things in this society are simply unreasonable.

If Wang Yan's temperament is obscene and odious, and he looks like a slut, then it is 100% the ending of a collective upset.

Pit our money?

Tell you to make money with your life, but spend your life without it!

However, once they realized that this was a young man, everyone was immediately convinced.

The remaining three were originally here to join in the fun, and they didn't think they could win the championship at all, so it was easy to put their minds right, and they all said "I am convinced of the loss" and "I will ask for advice when I have the opportunity".

It was easy, and one-third of it was done by Wang Yan.

Even Wang Yan didn't do much, he recognized it himself.

After a simple chat, a group of people came down from upstairs, rushing over.

Wang Yan frowned slightly, feeling confused and annoyed, so after thinking about it, he simply waved goodbye to everyone.

"Big brothers, let's talk later, I'll take a shower."

"Okay, I must ask again if I have the chance!"

"Goodbye, let's have a drink together!"

The whole scene is a congratulations.

After Wang Yan took a shower and changed his clothes before going out, seven or eight younger brothers stood guard outside, waiting to present their business cards to the elder and younger.

These were the people who were really willing to have a deep friendship with Wang Yan.

It must be with a purpose, otherwise who will be idle and have nothing to do to PY everywhere.

Wang Yan returned to them a business card of the chairman of Wang Ting Entertainment that Brother Xi Zi had helped to print, and that was the end of the scene.

What's going on under the scene?

It's very simple, if you have a chance to get in touch again, add it to the white list if you can chat, and leave it there to dry if you don't.

Among the rich second generations, it is not considered friends if they have a number with each other, but they are considered friends if they are lying on the white list and can get through to the mobile phone.

There are cases where they will whiten each other at the first meeting, but they are definitely not many.

Sister Fang hasn't flirted with Wang Yan until now, but Chuxin did it after the first contact... Of course it wasn't because of his looks, I can swear it!

Anyway, that's all for the downstairs, but the upstairs is still very troublesome.

Chuxin quickly sent a secret report: "It's almost time to work upstairs...will you come? Otherwise, let's withdraw and let Huang Yiqing carry it!"

Tsk tsk, the heart to protect the brother is commendable, but the means are not advisable.

It's so lively, it's a good time for me to hold the pot, turn the table, and take turns to take turns with my big mouth. How can I not join in?

Waved his hand and greeted Jianwu Xia Yu: "Go, go upstairs!"

...

Box 1 is the largest box in the VIP area, it can accommodate about 40 people, and it is very spacious.

Now it is very crowded.

Huang Yiqing was sitting on the sofa with a few buddies who walked closest, surrounded by men standing round after round.

Even this is not enough to accommodate one-fifteenth of the VIP area.

There are 7 big brothers sitting opposite.

Wang, Jiang, Li, Fu, Chen, Yin, Hong.

Huang Yiqing's face was green, the faces of the men around him were red, and the faces of the elder brothers were black.

It looks like a classic game——

A group of angry birds + 7 black bombs + a pig, have you awakened your childhood?

In the corner of the room sat Xiao Hu and his three little friends, watching the excitement leisurely.

Prince Wang had the worst temper and slammed the table: "What the hell are you playing with us?"

For such a small matter, Huang Yiqing had already gotten used to it after arguing for more than ten minutes before, so he just replied with one sentence: "I would like to bet and admit defeat, why not play?"

Yin Wonderful pointed at his nose and scolded: "Why don't you admit it? Do you think it's okay if you don't admit it?"

"What can you do?! Think I'm from Xiamen University?!" Huang Yiqing continued to insist.

A certain person was so angry that his fingers trembled: "The co-author is shameless and invincible?!

Don’t you think that anyway, your reputation is already rotten on the street, if you don’t cheat, you can count as cheating, grandson thief? ! Pit our HAC, you are really not afraid of death, grandson thief! "

"wipe!"

Huang Yiqing sneered.

"You don't pretend to be a big brother with me! HAC? Now you are the leader of HAC again, right?

Don't you ask Lao Jiang next to him, does he recognize you?

The old grandson has gone to the UK, and the chestnut has disappeared. The prince is now playing with fellow Chaoshan fellows. Brother Yinpi participates in the competition with a single-handed CQ banner. Who are you scaring?

How did the HAC disperse? Do you have no points in your mind? ! "

Huang Yiqing's unexpected performance shocked everyone.

This product is pretty cool, right?

But then again, if it weren't for being so capable of hooking fire, today's round should not be able to be settled.

The red boy had a gloomy face, and said slowly: "Okay, let it go, right? You picked the matter, and you decided the game of grievances. According to the rules, you won, then we wish you a long life." , are you happy and unrestrained?"

"Young Master Hong, the betting table is set by you."

Huang Yiqing suddenly lowered his voice and softened his body, showing bitterness and hatred on his face.

"I don't mean to be disrespectful, but today's scene, I am more aggrieved than anyone else!

To be reasonable, everyone is free to find someone to find a car. Since it was agreed at the beginning that as long as amateur drivers and members of the club can play, then I did not break the rules, and everyone should admit the win or lose, right?

Relying on the fact that you have participated in international competitions, you use professional GT3 racing cars, and you invite the team leader, I recognize them all.

Then we won in an upright manner, where did we go wrong? "

The 7 big brothers on the opposite side were choked enough.

On the surface, there is nothing wrong with this reasoning.

Crack, crack, crack...

Mr. Li applauded suddenly, looking at Huang Yiqing with an uneasy smile.

"Wonderful, wonderful debate! But I'm curious about one thing..."

Everyone raised their ears one after another, only to hear Mr. Li asking leisurely: "If you hadn't discovered a top amateur player who was sure of winning, would you still be madly provocative and clamoring to settle all grievances in one round?"

Suddenly realized × 99.

"That's right! We proposed the gambling table, and you pushed it against us as soon as we opened it. You couldn't get it off the rack. If there wasn't such a master hidden, would you do this?"

"According to the rules, you have won. You can take the money, but don't treat us as fools, we can be played by you at will!"

In the midst of the crowd's anger, Huang Yiqing suddenly slapped the table.

"stop!"

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and saw this guy jumping up excitedly, yelling: "I have a chicken feather sure to win?!"

Ok? !

At this time, you still don't accept the account? !

Just as the big brothers were about to explode, they saw Huang Yiqing pouring out bitterness for wronging Bala, even mixed with some tears.

"I just bet a few million in total, okay?!

Money is tight recently, with a total of 20 to 30 million in cash. If I want to raise a child and open a store, I will bet a few million symbolically!

How much does the entire Shanghai Club bet on?

86 million!

Not as many as any of yours, how can you tell that I am sure of victory? "

The fat man jumped at the case: "Do you dare to say that the last 220 million has nothing to do with you?!"

"Jungling in the grass! It really doesn't matter!"

Huang Yiqing yelled back, very confident.

"Then it's all Wang Yan's own bet. He's a young man with ample money. He has the confidence to win and presses himself to win. Does he have anything to do with me? Huh?!"

The 7 big brothers on the opposite side, even with a circle of small bird sluggers around them, were all dumbfounded.

Huang Yiqing was hard at first and then soft, laying the groundwork layer by layer, and finally tried to show up, completely cleansing himself.

Wang Siming was the first to believe it. This kind of thing sounds like Wang Yan's handwriting.

Huang Yiqing added another sentence, paving the way for the explanation to the limit.

"Wang Yan came late, had never participated in a race, and ran the whole course in a serious manner. I know he is good, but where does he have the confidence to win?

You can ask me any member of the club, who knows what kind of strength Wang Yan is?

Otherwise, how could there be only 86 million bets?

We are all poor in love, so it’s not as rich as your DìDū people, right? "

Everyone immediately began to look at each other in blank dismay, basically believing that they were almost the same.

The fat man frowned and asked, "What is that kid doing? Did he have sex with someone?"

Wang Siming's heart suddenly moved.

Huang Yiqing was still not satisfied after picking himself out, so he added the last twig.

"Who knows? I'm so wronged! I could have gotten 20 million bets, but it was diluted by his 220 million. Everyone is working for Young Master Wang!"

The two buddies beside him immediately agreed.

"Isn't it! At first, everyone bit the bullet and supported Wang Yan. They planned to give it a go. If they lost, they would be knocked down. If they won, they would turn their bicycles into motorcycles. Now it's better..."

"Don't say you are aggrieved by counting money, I am aggrieved even if I win money, what is this?"

Two sentences, immediately nailed the coffin to death, and it fit tightly.

Most of the people in the room were aroused and pointed at Wang Yan.

Misfortunes lead to tricks, great success!

Huang Yiqing does do some stupid things sometimes, but when he is really shrewd, he is a very qualified old man.

As for the rest of the big brothers, there was not much anger, but they felt ridiculous.

Wang Yan won the money by his own ability, as long as he was sure that he and Huang Yiqing had no collusion in private, then it really wouldn't be his fault.

As long as Wang Yan wins the championship, everyone will lose.

And one loss is everything, there is not much problem.

But this kind of thing, no matter how you think about it, feels disgusting.

"Where did you get the stick? Are you crazy about money?"

"That's right, is there such a thing?"

"Grass, what a disgusting person!"

Gradually, some people began to scold.

The top players don't care about the money they lose, but the followers who follow the bet do.

Not only was it hard to lose, but he was also jealous of Wang Yan's fame in the first battle and sweeping the gambling pool, so he was visibly excited.

Huang Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief, a trace of happiness and ferocity flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Heihu, who had been mingling with the crowd, silently turned off the walkie-talkie, raised the corners of his mouth in disdain, and a sneer appeared on his face.

In the next second, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a thread jumped out of it... Ahhh!

A big handsome guy, with a smile like a spring breeze blowing on his face, with snow, rain and frost in his eyes, walked over surrounded by the backbone of the Modu Club.

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