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quiet!

Deathly quiet!

At this moment, almost everyone's eyes widened.

Indeed, they knew that Su Lang's driving skills were very good, and they agreed with Su Lang's judgment.

I think Zhang Xiaofan will win the final victory.

But should it be so fast?

This was the first corner, and Sun Xiang was overtaken!

This simply refreshed their perception.

"Wori, this is only the first turn, and Sun Xiang was overtaken."

"Brother Lang, your judgment is amazing!"

"Brother Lang, you are so awesome!"

"..."

After a brief silence, a group of rich second-generation generations were blowing wildly at Su Lang.

There was no way, Su Lang told them with iron facts how correct his judgment was.

From the moment Sun Xiang was surpassed, the next game was just like Su Lang said, completely lost suspense.

Although Sun Xiang tried to surpass it several times, it all ended in failure.

Zhang Xiaofan eventually crossed the finish line with an overwhelming advantage of 50 meters ahead.

A few minutes later, the two came to the crowd holding their helmets.

Qin Chuan handed two face-to-face checks to the two of them, Zhang Xiaofan 100,000 yuan, and Sun Xiang 50,000 yuan!

The appearance fee is 50,000, and the winner is doubled!

"I said Sun Xiang, you really need to re-train your cornering skills, not to mention Brother Lang, it's far worse than Zhang Xiaofan." Qin Chuan said.

Hearing this, Sun Xiang's expression suddenly changed, and his entire face suddenly became gloomy.

Although he did lose this game, it was not Qin Chuan's turn to comment.

He's just in bad condition!

"Qin Chuan, what do you mean?" Sun Xiang said solemnly.

"It's not interesting, just let you practice more."

"Practicing? My Sun Xiang needs to practice? I just have a bad condition today!"

"The state is not good? Sun Xiang don't pretend, Brother Lang can see that you are not good at turning into the corner." Qin Chuan smiled.

"Brother Lang, brother Lang? There is such a figure in the Beishan car world? Why don't I know?" Sun Xiang sneered.

He has been in the underground racing circle of Beishan for so many years, and he has never heard of such a person as "Langge".

"Hehe, far in the sky, right in front of you." Qin Chuan raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Su Lang: "Brother Lang, you come to class with this kid."

Following Qin Chuan's gaze, Sun Xiang saw Su Lang!

In addition to being white and handsome, he hadn't seen what is so good about Su Lang.

Most of it is a rich second generation who eats and waits to die.

Thinking about this, Sun Xiang looked at Su Lang with a trace of contempt.

As a professional driver, Sun Xiang has his own pride.

He has the skills and is the top driver in the circle.

He has the ability to eat without relying on anyone, whether you are a rich second-generation or not, for him, it makes no difference.

"Brother Lang, would you please advise?" Sun Xiang said disdainfully.

Su Lang frowned slightly, originally he didn't intend to speak.

But seeing the disdain on Sun Xiang's face, he suddenly wanted to say it again.

"Did you brake when you entered the corner?" Su Lang said blankly.

"Yes, what's the problem with this?" Sun Xiang said.

Hearing Su Lang's words, the expression on Sun Xiang's face became more and more disdainful, Su Lang was a layman!

Braking at the turning point is the most basic common sense.

As long as the driver, no, as long as the driver knows.

If you don't brake, the whole car will rush out.

"It's okay to brake, it's just that you brake at the wrong time."

"For a real top driver, the braking point is not before entering the corner, but after entering the corner."

"You braked too early, and the power of the car was wasted." Su Lang said lightly.

"Hahahaha~"

What did Su Lang say?

He said he braked too early?

Does he understand racing?

He is the top brand in Beishan's underground racing world. His braking points are the best braking points found after countless experience accumulation.

But now, some people say that his braking point is too late!

He couldn't hold back at the time, and laughed directly.

"I said brother, are you a professional driver?"

"Do you know the gap between professional and amateur drivers?"

"I can tell you very responsibly that my braking points are the best braking points after countless experience accumulation."

"You don't understand racing, please shut up!" Sun Xiang stared at Su Lang, and said coldly.

"Sun Xiang, what are you talking about? If you have the courage, you are going to say it again."

"How dare you say that Brother Lang doesn't understand racing? Believe it or not that Brother Lang can kill you with one hand."

"Sun Xiang, you don't know yet, in fact, Brother Lang has already determined that you will lose..."

"..."

Before Su Lang could speak, a group of rich second generations headed by Xiao Yu couldn't help it.

Since Su Lang's Ferrari 166MM Barchetta won Xiao Yu, Su Lang has been the spokesperson of the "Car God" in their eyes.

At this moment, someone even told the "car god" to shut up.

They couldn't take it anymore.

However, in the face of everyone's scolding, Sun Xiang just sneered and said, "Kill me with one hand?"

"Oh, what I said is useless, it's a mule or a horse, pull it out for a stroll."

"Dare you play against me."

"no problem!"

Sun Xiang sneered and said, "Which car is yours?"

"No, Ferrari 166MM Barchetta." Su Lang pointed his finger at the "classic car" parked on the side of the road.

Ferrari 166MM Barchetta?

Hearing these words, Sun Xiang's heart beat suddenly.

Don't think this is just a classic car, but it is worth more than half a billion!

Sun Xiang licked his lips, the greed in his eyes flashed away.

"Are you sure, just use this classic car?"

"For you, the classic car is enough." Su Lang smiled.

"Haha, just the car is boring, let's add some bets, if who loses, how about owning the other party's car?" Sun Xiang licked his lips and said greedily.

He fell in love with Su Lang's Ferrari 166MM Barchetta.

"I am happy to accompany you." Su Lang shrugged and smiled faintly.

Since the other party is interested in his own Ferrari 166MM Barchetta, he has to see if he has the ability to win.

"Okay!" Sun Xiang sneered, then turned and walked towards the Lamborghini Bull.

Ignite and start.

"Boom~"

The Lamborghini Daniel started slowly in the eyes of everyone.

"I'm waiting for you……"

Put a word and leave.

"It's so mad." Xiao Yu sneered at the car that Juechen was leaving, and then looked at Su Lang: "Brother Lang, you must give him a little color."

"By the way, Brother Lang, why not drive my car, after all, the opponent is a professional driver, although he is an underground driver, he is different from me."

He is an amateur driver. Su Lang is able to beat him with a Ferrari 166MM Barchetta. That is a matter of course, but Sun Xiang is different. Sun Xiang is also an underground professional driver.

The technology is quite powerful.

"It's okay, it's not a big problem. I only used 10 points of strength just now, um, the 100-point scale..."

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