Super System Plundering the Heaven

Qin couldn't hold the steering wheel with both hands and stared at the pavement of the track. In order to win the game, Qin couldn't break out now.

beep! beep!

Suddenly, the intercom in the car rang.

"Qin Shao! That man has caught up!"

what? How could you catch up?

Qin couldn't shake his hands, and Ferrari's car suddenly shook.

With a tight heart, Qin couldn't let out a trace of cold sweat on his forehead, and quickly grasped the steering wheel.

Breathing, Qin couldn't calm his emotions, and asked the intercom, "Where has he been?"

"Now he is thirteenth, behind Liu Ergou."

Thirteenth place?

Qin couldn't breathe a sigh of relief. Yu Guang looked at the signpost and was almost at the end.

Qin couldn't show a smile on the corner of his mouth. He stepped on the accelerator and the speed increased a little bit. Ye Yu was too late!

"Wait! He has surpassed Liu Ergou!"

The anxious voice sounded in the intercom, which seemed very shocked.

Qin couldn't jump in his heart, so fast!

Song Weiqi looked at the reflector, a flash of strange color flashed in his eyes, and now he had seen the shadow of Ye Yu's sports car far away.

Qin couldn't grasp the steering wheel with both hands, and asked the intercom slightly anxiously, "Now? Where is he?"

An exclamation sounded in the intercom, "He, he is now ninth!"

Qin couldn't hold a steering wheel hard and screamed, "Stop him! Don't let him catch up!"

Sitting on the comfortable seat of the sports car, Ye Yu lay one hand out of the window, one hand holding the steering wheel, and leisurely looked at the scared car in front.

With super mental arithmetic and physical fitness that exceeds the usual number of people, such a car is still difficult to cause Ye Yu to compete **.

squeak!

The several sports cars in front of Ye Yu suddenly changed their orientation, and they were closely attached to the front of Ye Yu, blocking Ye Yu's direction.

Frowning, Ye Yu turned the steering wheel to change the angle, ready to pass the car.

squeak!

The car in front accelerated sharply and re-blocked in front of Ye Yu.

Is it intentional?

Ye Yu sneered, "Such a small way, do you want to stop me? Qin can't, you can just stand up to it!"

With the front of the car swinging, Ye Yu drove the sports car, like a ghost, silently passed the roadblock.

what?

The racer looked at Ye Yu's taillight in shock, "It was so easy to get over the block!"

Another car was close in sight, and Ye Yu was slightly away, ready to avoid his obstruction.

But this car did not deliberately stop Ye Yu.

Looking at it in amazement, he found that a young man with silver hair was driving.

What kind of manipulator does he seem to be called Tang Fei?

Ye Yu didn't think much. The sports car directly passed Tang Fei's car and chased Song Weiqi towards the front.

"Beep! Beep!"

Qin couldn't get in the car, and the intercom rang again.

Unpredictable premonitions rose in his heart, and Qin couldn't ask with a slight trembling, "He, where is he now?"

"Qin Shao, we didn't stop him. He is now third, right behind Song Weiqi's car!"

Qin couldn't look up suddenly and looked into the rearview mirror. At this moment, Ye Yu and Song Weiqi were on a par with each other.

Song Weiqi watched Ye Yu chase after him, and was slightly surprised. Then he dropped the window and shouted at Ye Yu, "Little handsome, consider my proposal, you won't lose a night!"

Ye Yu glanced at the flat-breasted beauty rider and smiled politely. "Sorry beauty, let's not make an appointment."

After that, the ghost sports car rushed forward, passed Song Weiqi, and couldn't catch up with Qin.

Qin couldn't hold the steering wheel with trembling hands, as if he would be scared and paralyzed the next moment, and murmured in his mouth, "He caught up, he caught up!"