The young man turned his head, his face looked like a painting, and he was smiling but not smiling, "Don’t make money?"

   Qi Dong's lips trembled.

  He abstained at the moment, which means that he lost the game.

  One million in debt.

  The expression in his eyes changed drastically, and finally gritted his teeth and clenched Yantao's arm, "I admit defeat, but I will pay it back!"

  Just so, his dream may be shattered...

  嘤嘤嘤……

  Yantao raised her eyes, Huo Er stretched out her hand and hit Qi Dong on the head, and said with a smile, "Well, I am your uncle, if I don't cover you, who will cover you?"

  Qidong...

  I really don’t want you to cover me.

  The beautiful referee raised the red flag, stood in the center of the two cars at the starting point, and blew his whistle.

  Fan Xinhong laughed and sat in the car, Yan Tao pulled Qi Dong, who was still holding her arm, and got into the car together.

   Yan Tao: "One piece is ready, don't worry, I will definitely use you as a cushion if something happens."

  Qi Dong...Are you comforting me?

  The audience saw Yan Tao actually sit in with someone, whistling and booing.

  Sit one more person.

   is one more person's weight.

  I couldn’t fight it at first, but I have to add more people?

  The people who eat melon shook their heads: It means that you are hopeless and dead.

  The piercing whistle sounded, Fan Xinhong stepped on the accelerator almost at the same time, Maserati seemed to have a sharp arrow out of its sheath, swishing out of the track.

  And on the other side...

  The people eating melons looked at each other: Why is this still not running?

  In the car.

  Master Yan's slender fingers rubbed his chin, his beautiful peach eyes raised: "Why doesn't this car leave?"

  Qi Dong looked down, and that was the effect of the sky and the earth.

  He gritted his teeth and yelled in Yan Tao’s ears: "You have stepped on the brake! The accelerator is on the right! The right!"

  The young man cast his eyes down, feeling embarrassed, “It’s the first time I opened it, it’s a bit strange, wait for me.”

  Qidong...

   "You, what did you say?"

  The first time, open?

  His eyes widened in disbelief, and his head exploded: The first time he drove, he went straight to the track?

The handsome and demon-looking young man was holding the steering wheel, with a beautiful face from the side. She curled her lips and smiled wickedly. Her right foot crashed on the accelerator and stepped on to the bottom. "The first time you drive, you have to be familiar with it. Well."

  The engine sounded, and the car burst out like streams of light.

  With a pale face, Qi Dong firmly grasped the handle.

  God!

  I don’t want to die!

  Don’t want to die!

  The crowd watched Ferrari rush out and sat down on the table.

  啧, there is no hope.

  Just like that, still want to pass Fan Xinhong?

  The front of the road track was a straight. Fan Xinhong drove out for a while and saw Ferrari catching up in the rearview mirror. His lips curled up and his smile was full of misfortune.

  Here is a pair to die.

  He has to have fun.

  Quickly, dashing through the 500-meter straight, Qi Dong ran across the track once, clung to his hand and shouted, "There is a curve ahead, slow down! Slow down!"

The boy's peach blossom eyes showed a hostile spirit, and he didn't mean to slow down at all. Qi Dong looked at the approaching bend, and rushed over the guardrail to the cliff. "Yantao, are you crazy?! Brake fast, brake. what!"

"No hurries!"

  Yantao’s brain quickly calculated, and when he figured out the best position, he stepped on the brake, slammed the steering wheel, and flicked its tail, and the car drifted into the right lane beautifully.

   Qi Dong was stunned: "You, isn't it the first time you drove? How did you learn to drift?"

  Young Master Yan looked sloppy, "Do you still need to learn this simple thing?"

  Qidong...! ! !

  Such a difficult thing, where is no need to learn? !