Godly Dragon Guard

The leader, a black McLaren, drove over, followed closely by several luxury supercars.

"Wow, that's Wang Zhipeng's car, a McLaren P1!"

"Car God Wang Zhipeng, one of the top five professional racing drivers in China!"

"This is Wang Zhipeng's team, the Paradise Team."

The scene immediately became excited. This was really a big-name expert. Wang Zhipeng was a famous professional racing driver. He ranked fifth in China and was very powerful.

In addition, Wang Zhipeng himself is relatively high-profile, and drag racing enthusiasts are all familiar with his name.

Wang Zhipeng’s car is a modified McLaren P1, which is high-end and high-end.

Several luxury cars, led by the McLaren P1, stopped at the Qiu Mingshan intersection. The car doors opened, and Wang Zhipeng, holding a cigar in his mouth and wearing professional racing clothes, stepped out of the car.

Wang Zhipeng is about 27 or 28 years old, the golden age of an upright professional racing driver. He has a Chinese-shaped face, tall bangs, and a perfectly messy hairstyle, which makes people wonder if he has put on a whole bottle of hairspray.

Wang Zhipeng was more lecherous. He also had a charming beauty in his arms beside him, and his big hands were restlessly stroking her.

In tonight's game, three members of the Paradise Team led by Wang Zhipeng, including himself, are members of this competition.

"Oh, Brother Wang, long time no see!" Qiao Xing immediately went up to say hello to Wang Zhipeng.

"Master Qiao, it's been a long time. Hey, Master Qiao, what's wrong with your face?" Wang Zhipeng couldn't help but asked curiously when he saw bruises on Qiao Xing's face.

Qiao Xing coughed and said: "Ahem...we are racing cars, and we occasionally have small accidents. I accidentally bumped into one last time..."

In fact, I was beaten by Shen Lang, but Qiao Xing couldn't tell others that I was beaten, that would be too embarrassing.

"Oh, you must be careful in the future. Safety is the most important thing."

As Wang Zhipeng said this, a trace of disdain arose in his heart, thinking that your rubbish skills can still be considered a racing car?

If it weren't for Qiao Xing's background, Wang Zhipeng, who had always been conceited, would have been too lazy to pay attention to this idle playboy.

The two chatted for a while.

It is only 6:30 in the evening, and there are still more than two hours before the start of the game, but there are many admiring spectators here at Qiu Mingshan. Many onlookers, men and women, are holding mobile phones or SLRs, taking photos of luxury cars.

Because there were so many spectators, the organizer sent a lot of security guards to maintain order, and now many reporters have arrived.

"This time Huahai held a super running race, many experts came, including He Jianfei ranked fourth in Huaxia Kingdom, Liu Dong ranked sixth, Ling Tianyou ranked ninth. Even the 'King of Mountain Road' Jin from Bangzi Kingdom Minjun is here too." Wang Zhipeng talked eloquently.

"Tsk, tsk, this competition will definitely be exciting." Qiao Xing smiled, seeming to be very powerful. Feeling that he could be in the limelight soon, Qiao Xing felt a little excited.

Not long after, the sound of the racing engine sounded again from the entrance of the mountain road in the distance.

This time the leader was driving a black painted Ferrari LaFerrari top supercar, followed by a Mercedes Maybach and a purple painted Lamborghini convertible.

This caused cheers and screams from the audience.

"Haha, Ling Tianyou is here so soon." Wang Zhipeng took a puff of smoke in a leisurely manner.

The black Ferrari LaFerrari belonged to Ling Tianyou, and behind him were his eldest brother Ye Chen and his younger sister Ye Xingkong.

Three cars stopped at the intersection, and Ye Chen and others got out of the sports car.

Yechen didn't like ostentation, so he didn't bring Ma Zai over. This time his cousin Ling Tianyou participated in the ultra-running race, and he came to cheer for his younger brother.

Coincidentally, Yechen was very familiar with the organizer of the competition. So at Ye Xingkong's request, Ye Chen asked the event organizer for a spot for Shen Lang.

In addition, Li Fei from Canghai Group also went to tell the organizer about this matter, so Shen Lang got a quota for this competition.

"Ling Tianyou, hello." Wang Zhipeng came up and said hello to Ling Tianyou.

"Wang Zhipeng, hello." Ling Tianyou shook hands with him.

"It's been a long time since you've participated in any competition. Your driving skills must have improved, right?" Wang Zhipeng chuckled.

Ling Tianyou said humbly: "Of course I can't compare with Mr. Wang, but I can still rank at the top among professional racers in China."

"Ling Tianyou, it's not a good thing to stop moving forward. Your driving skills still need to be honed." Wang Zhipeng said rather conceitedly.

Ye Chen and Ye Xingkong, who were listening to this, felt a little unhappy.

"Mr. Wang, it's not up to you to decide whether my cousin's driving skills are good or not. But I can guarantee that in tonight's competition, there will definitely be someone with better driving skills than you!" Ye Xingkong stood up and said with a smile.

Wang Zhipeng wanted to refute, but after seeing the starry night sky, his eyes suddenly lit up. She was really a top beauty.

Exquisite and charming face, towering peaks, slender waist, especially those white and slender legs wrapped in black stockings...

"Beauty, are you Ling Tianyou's sister? Haha, I know you are talking about the 'King of Mountain Road' Jin Minjun from Bangzi Country. That guy is indeed a bit tricky, but I may not be able to fight." Wang Zhipeng chuckled and looked at Wandering on the delicate body of the night starry sky.

A trace of disgust flashed in Ye Xingkong's eyes, but he still smiled and said: "I'm not talking about Jin Minjun, but another contestant, his name is Shen Lang."

"What the hell, Shen Lang? Is he participating in the competition too?" Qiao Xing was startled.

Liu Tienan behind him also trembled all over and felt a chill in his crotch. The last time Shen Lang's kick almost killed him off, it left Liu Tienan with a certain psychological shadow.

Wang Zhipeng frowned: "Shen Lang, I've never heard of this person. He must be a newcomer. There are many cats and dogs like this. Haha, beauty, I'll let you see my driving skills when you have time next time!"

"Wang Zhipeng, I advise you not to underestimate the enemy too much. Mr. Shen Lang is the best racing driver I have ever seen!" Ling Tianyou smiled.

Wang Zhipeng obviously didn't believe it and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll teach him how to behave later."

Ling Tianyou and Ye Chen both laughed and said nothing. They still didn't know who taught whom the principles of life.

Although Ye Chen had never seen Shen Lang racing a car with his own eyes, he heard that his cousin and sister praised Shen Lang so much that he felt that Shen Lang should be very good.

Shen Lang can do almost anything, even his gambling skills are so good, so it's understandable that Ye Chen thinks he's so good.

Qiao Xing looked at Ye Xingkong and asked in surprise, "Shen Lang also participated in this competition?"

A faint smile appeared on Ye Xingkong's lips: "Of course. He is a racing expert."

"Haha." Qiao Xing sneered, with a disdainful expression on his face. (To be continued)