The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 463 The Egg Hit the Stone?
There is a road around the mountain in the south of Qingyang City. The place is remote and inaccessible. The drag race that Qi Dong participated in is set here.

When Yan Tao and the others went, the atmosphere was in full swing.

On the driveway, sports cars worth tens of millions were lined up in a row, with great momentum and loud cheers.

Porsche, Maserati, Lamborghini... and they are all modified sports cars, proud and arrogant.

When Yan Tao and his group entered, the race had just finished, and the crowd was cheering around the racers.

On the second floor, four or five young people sat around a round table, their postures arrogant and arrogant.

Qi Dong talked dryly all the way, seeing the place, he suddenly felt sad.

"Yantao, the dishes these two days are different from ordinary ones. The princelings from Jiang Province opened them. We can't afford to provoke them. Be careful! Don't be impulsive!"

George's Chinese is not good, so he asked with a big tongue, "Princelings, what do you mean?"

"It's just a lot of power, understand?"

Xiang Xiang first went up to the second floor, reported to the group of young people, and ran down again after a while, "Young Master Wang said, if you want to participate, you can participate, but if you lose, your bet will be doubled."

"what?!"

Qi Dong's eyes widened, doubled to more than 60, plus the previous 30, it was nearly 100 million.

Yan Tao: "Yes."

Anyway, she didn't pay the money.

Qi Dong...

"I don't have a car!"

Qi Dong racked his brains to save himself, "Without a car, you can't compare!"

Xiang Xiang: "Young Master Wang said, for the sake of fairness, he kindly provided sports cars, and you can choose whatever you want."

Qi Dong... I don't want to pick wow!

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows, his eyes swept over the row of cars, and said in a low voice, "It's red."

"OK!"

Xiang Xiang greeted people, "Driving your car to the starting point of the track, come, come, get ready!"

Seeing that there was another game, the spectators on the stage shouted and waved cloth flags to boo.

After seeing the racer sent by the other side, Qi Dong was in a bad mood.

Fan Xinhong!
Fan Xinhong, wow!

The best racing driver under Wang Shao's hands, he is desperate for racing and is best at speeding on corners. He is nicknamed the Wild Lion!

And he also has a habit, when racing with others, he loves to make obstacles!

I heard that at least seven people died in his hands!
Fan Xinhong was wearing a white club racing uniform. He was half white, tall and strong, with dyed golden hair. Standing beside the car was like a lion ready to go, full of explosive power!

He rushed to the stage and waved his arms, and the audience screamed excitedly and frantically throughout the highway.

The race full of passion and hormones is the favorite of the audience.

"Lion!"

"Lion!"

"Lion!"

The shouts formed waves of noise, and Fan Xinhong cast a proud look at Yan Tao, with his right index finger pointing down, his actions were full of provocation and contempt.

Qi Dong's face turned pale. Facing the Wild Lion, Yan Tao, who had never touched a car before, had no way of winning...

Everyone who watched the excitement thought the same as Qi Dong.

"Is this person crazy? How dare he race a wild lion!"

"It's really over the top!"

"Look, that kid just lost yesterday, and he's here again. He probably wanted to get back on the field, but he didn't expect to run into a wild lion... this luck, tsk..."

"It's a pity... Although the distance is a bit far away, the young man's temperament is really good. It's a pity, people prefer those with strength."

Qi Dong's lips turned white, he stretched out his hand to hold Yan Tao's arm, "Yantao, you can't go."

Racing with the mad lion, it is very likely that you will lose your life!

(End of this chapter)