I Dressed as the Heir of A Billionaire Villain in the Novel

Chapter 47

Chapter 47: The game is won

Linthia's entire body was shaky.

Everyone in the live broadcast room was worried about Linthia.

"I'm going! Is this young lady going to be hit by someone and a car!"

"Hey - there's a cliff down there. If you fall, you won't need to save it even if you fish it up."

"My heart hurts, what a beautiful lady. I heard that she has won many excellent places in domestic rally competitions."

"Hey, I don't know if Miss Sister's parents can't bear it when they see Miss Sister fall like this on the barrage."

Linthia's face turned pale, she knew that this time she could not avoid it.

She smiled helplessly.

"I escaped the gates of hell countless times, but I didn't expect to be planted here in the end."

After speaking, Linthia closed her eyes and prepared to die.

In the nick of time.

A race car numbered 17 in full black rushed past the edge of the cliff, and the sharp front of the car directly provoked the car that was about to fall.

A loud bang.

Linthia's original body hung one-third off the cliff and was directly hit the mountain inside, and the car was scrapped.

The speed of the black racing car did not decrease, and after the steering wheel turned sharply, the rear of the car swung neatly.

The heated tires rubbed against the ground, and a puff of white air rose.

A pitch-black brake print stretches several meters.

"........."

"Who will tell me what just happened?"

"I'm grass, my eyes didn't flower just now, right?"

"Fantastic! No. 17 rescued the young lady so strongly!"

"Awesome!!!!"

"It scared me to death, but fortunately, fortunately, the 17th saved people! Otherwise, I will have a shadow when watching racing events in the future."

Shen Jing looked at the car in front that had just nearly crashed Linthia into a cliff with a calm expression.

The throttle is even more powerful.

He stepped down with one foot and passed directly beside the car.

Then Shen Jing suddenly turned the steering wheel and pointed the front of the car at the car.

Push the car out strongly and hit the mountain!

After that, the black racing car still only left a beautiful car shadow.

The audience applauded!

"pretty!"

"F*ck's trick is to use the way of the person to treat the person's body, it's really beautiful!"

"I'm banging the wall for the No. 17 driver!"

"Awesome!"

"This little brother, he's so powerful, he's so incomparable!"

"When I saw his skeleton, I knew that he must be a genius in the future, as expected."

"Upstairs, you've only seen a racing skeleton so far!"

"That's right, I didn't see the little brother wearing the helmet just now. I will rub my eyes and take a closer look later."

on the screen.

The black racing car is like a light and shadow, constantly completing beautiful drifts between corners, constantly surpassing one car after another.

The race has just passed halfway, and the audience's eyes have been firmly caught by the No. 17 car.

In the end, the black car rushed to the finish line like an arrow.

Shen Jing won!

The audience cheered continuously.

Some spectators who were originally watching the game indoors even went outside regardless of the light rain!

Just to see this amazing racer in person!

The black racing car gradually stopped.

People held their breath nervously.

Soon, the door opened.

A pair of casual shoes stepped down.

A man in a racing suit got out of the car and walked forward with his slender legs.

Shen Jing has some discomfort on her head, because wearing the helmet for a long time has compressed her scalp.

He reached out and took off the helmet, held it in his left hand, and glanced calmly on the field.

The female audience went crazy.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

As Shen Jing walked, she nodded at the audience, and made a gesture with her fingers together on her temples.

A handsome and handsome face, completely exposed in front of the camera.

The screams of the audience stopped.

"Ah ah ah! ...... ah ah?"

A girl covered her mouth and pointed at Shen Jing excitedly.

"Shen...Shen...Shen Jing!"

This sentence completely sparked the discussion.

"My God, how could Shen Jing come here to play racing!"

"Is it really him?"

"It's really him! If you kill me, I won't mistake my male god!"

"I didn't expect that I was just watching a car race with my boyfriend, and I actually squatted to my male god."

The three racers who were embarrassing Shen Jing at the time were already wet with cold sweat.

They looked at each other, their faces pale in horror.

"Is he Shen Jing?"

The three racers had only heard the name mentioned by others, but because they were all focused on racing, they didn't even want to see what Shen Jing looked like.

"What did you ask before? Did Shen Jing buy a car? Stupid! There are tens of millions of expensive cars in the garage, probably more than your toy car!"

"Now I just hope that we are small enough to be unworthy of the boss."

By this time, all the cars had arrived.

One of the foreign players from Mexico, who had just won the Formula One Championship, stepped forward and shook hands with Shen Jing.

He kept speaking in broken Chinese, even giving a thumbs up.

"Brilliant!"

"I heard the three people's plan to bump into me just now."

"You're a respectable racer, and it's an honor to ride alongside you and experience the thrill of extreme speed."

Shen Jing smiled, shook the Mexican player's hand vigorously, and then patted his shoulder.

"Future, come on."

The racer was very excited, "Future, come on!"

in the audience.

A blue-eyed foreigner with glasses, very excited, with a characteristic British London accent, kept talking.