The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

All the blood in Jiang Jingchen's body rushed toward his brain, and his limbs were cold.

I already knew I shouldn't have let this woman get in the car!

He is only twenty years old and has not even taken the college entrance examination yet. Is he going to die here today? …

Jiang Jingchen could feel the vibration of the car.

Then he felt nothing...

Is he dead?

So fast?

Immediately afterwards, he felt his whole body rushing forward, and then... came to an abrupt stop.

His chin felt slightly cold, and he fluttered his eyelashes and slowly opened his eyes.

Gu Weimian looked at him with faint eyes: "It seems... you are going to be my little brother for the rest of your life."

The man looked away from Gu Weimian's face blankly and looked out the car window. Everyone outside the car window was also looking at him blankly. ‘6’ ‘9’ ‘s’ ‘h’ ‘u’ ‘x’ ‘.’ ‘c’ ‘o’ ‘m’

His eyes finally fell on the hand of the man holding the flag.

Is this... the point?

I don't know how long it took, but there was a roar of motors, and all the cars that had been lagging behind them arrived.

The young masters got out of the car one by one, all looking confused.

"In the end...who won in the end?"

The scene was silent, and everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Jingchen's face.

Jiang Jingchen slapped Gu Weimian's hand away, climbed out of the car in a panic, and looked at Ning Quruo, who had just come out of the car.

Ning Quruo's parking space has obvious dents.

His lips were blue and blue, and his face was pale and gloomy, like an evil ghost crawling out of purgatory, looking at him fiercely.

When Jiang Jingchen saw this, an incredible idea came to his mind. ׺°”˜˜`”°º×

They...won?

Several people from Yanjing all gathered around Ning Quruo:

"What just happened?"

"You guys crashed? Are you okay?"

Ning Quruo took a deep breath, but couldn't say a word.

Cars drove down the mountain one after another, and they were all spectators watching the battle at various viewing points.

Yanjing City turned his attention to the faces of those people: "Do you know what's going on?"

Several people looked at each other:

"Crash."

"I know there was a crash! Then what?!"

Who cares about the car? People are fine now, right? Why did Ning Quruo lose even though he was clearly in the lead?

The person being questioned looked distressed.

Before he could speak, Ning Quruo's cold voice sounded, and he cut off the man's words coldly: "I was hit and the whole car went in the opposite direction."

He just spun around in circles.

By the time he came to his senses, the game was over.

People who didn't see the scene were all confused.

"But... Gu Xiaoniu is okay?..."

Ning Quruo's dark eyes were like ghost eyes, which made people feel chills behind their backs. He raised the corners of his lips and said, "She knew exactly what happened. How could something happen to her?"

"hiss--"

real or fake?

Did you spot the collision?

Isn't it because it's too late to apply the brakes?

Is she really not afraid of car crashes and fatalities?

Jiang Jingchen's face was expressionless, with a calm and gentle attitude, but he was roaring in his heart: She just knew who she was going to hit! ! I almost died, do you know that? ! !

No matter what he thought in his heart, Jiang Jingchen raised the corners of his mouth and smiled reservedly and politely: "I'm sorry, it seems that we won this time, give in, give in."

Several local young men in Mingzhu City seemed to be still in their dreams.

Won?

They actually won?

They actually won! !

The entire scene burst into cheers, and several people hugged each other.

As soon as the game started, everyone thought they were going to lose today.

Unexpectedly, I won!