I’m A Baller

　　 The imperial capital was so angry that it turned into the sky, and in just one minute, clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang, I don't know how many things broke.

　　 The other three companies, as well as the people from all walks of life, were equally angry.

　　 We did not dare to hope to win the championship, but you can't play us like that, grass!

　　 The little brother surnamed Yao threw a bottle of wine into the air, but he still couldn't help but pick up the other one and went out.

　　 "Stop! What are you doing?!"

　　 Young brother Yao yelled, "Pull out Nima! That dead father is clearly pitting us, I'll knock him out of his brains!"

　　 Everyone keeps up rushing.

　　 "Yeah! He put Pan Shao out. He has nothing to compare, his strength is similar, and he has a chance to win the championship, but he hides his handing skills, and he is tied to us!"

　　 "Pan Shao himself has bet 5 million, his own people are pitted, his dead father is inhumane, crush him!"

　　 "Brother, when shall we go through a loss?"

　　 "Cut off the dead father, let's carry it together!"

　　 Brother glared, "Don't make people laugh, we can't afford to lose!"

　　 paused, then said: "This is in the magic city!"

　　 In fact, the latter sentence is the main reason.

　　 There were girls among the companions who came, and grabbed the most impulsive ones, persuaded them one by one, and slowly suppressed the situation.

　　 "There is not much money, we can afford to lose, but we will have the opportunity to report sooner or later!"

　　 Everyone is still cursing, but no longer impulsive.

　　 Now is really not a good opportunity to turn faces, and the game has not yet started, there is still a glimmer of hope in everyone's hearts.

　　 Even if Pan Shao can't win, as long as Wang Yan is not the winner, their anger can still be vented.

　　 But, if Wang Yan really wins the championship, then...

　　 The current backlog of emotions will eventually come to the doomed peak.

　　……

　　 In the SMA club, the mood of the group is much more stable.

　　Because Liu Shunqi himself said bluntly before: "I am good at drifting, and my technical habit of running on a regular track is too bad. The focus is on participation. Brothers, don't expect too much from me."

　　 Then he symbolically pressed himself by 1 million and pulled it down.

　　 So everyone agreed and it was over.

　　 Except for the few who want to beat the unpopular, they basically beat their own 100,000, and the few masters 500,000, such a ratio.

　　 But complaining is inevitable.

　　 "It's a magic city, it's so dark?"

　　 "Grass, from then on, the magic city will be dark forever!"

　　 "People are afraid that you are dark? Then B won't even let his wife go..."

　　 "The gap between people and people is bigger than the gap between people and dogs. Look at Brother Liu and look at that B!"

　　 "No, the more I think about it, the more angry I get! I go out to other rooms, will anyone go with me?"

　　 Brother's eyes lit up.

　　 This is going to hook up the fire...Ah yuck, find someone to empathize with!

　　 Everyone decisively dispersed and went to meet with acquaintances.

　　 Everywhere he went, he was cursing.

　　 I have never seen such a thing. A good father-son game, normal line-up, winning or losing is between the two, and then you invited the real dad, what is this thing?

　　 Yes, once the 220 million smashed down, everyone already thought that Wang Yan was the real father.

　　 Although few people know Wang Yan.

　　 The second son of Tang didn't have a penny. He was originally just to watch the excitement and relax, but now suddenly he finds it interesting and too interesting.

　　 "Where did you invite that number 4?"

　　 Most of the boxes in the box were company subordinates and friends from Hong Kong Island, and they turned their heads curiously.

　　 The little brother who is being watched is a member of the Tang family, so he knows a little bit about it.

　　 "It's the young and old who are invited in through the normal way... My family is in the mining province, so I should have some power. I seem to be working as a live broadcast company?"

　　 Huo's second child from Hong Kong Island asked with interest: "Not a professional driver?"

　　 "Definitely not!"

The little brother shook his head decisively: "Although his nickname is a car god, this buddy never ran a full lap, and he did not even come to the parking lot many times. The car is a Mercedes-Benz G65, and he seems not interested in racing at all. Now."

　　 "Interesting!"

　　 After listening to the introduction, everyone became more and more interested.

　　 "A person who has never raced, is actually worth 300 million?"

　　300 million is all the bet on Wang Yan, this number is really exaggerated.

　　 Of course, 86 million is the normal number, and the rest is driven by Wang Dashao himself.

　　 The little brother smiled and said: "No one knows his true strength, but many buddies who have seen him drive all say that he is extremely talented and is a genius driver..."

　　 The second son of Tang shook his head regretfully: "Unfortunately, there is no time, otherwise I really want to crush him by 10 million and join in the fun."

　　 The second son of Huo widened his eyes in surprise: "Huh? Acheng, don't you never gamble?"

　　 "Yeah, I don't bet."

　　 Tang Jiacheng smiled, warm and moist, looking extremely happy: "But this time, it's not a bet."

　　 The second son of Huo was dumb.

　　If a person dares to devote everything to himself, who can be sure that this is a kind of arrogance, or is it... a confidence that will win?

　　 This buddy, so funny!

　　……

　　 Wang Yan is sitting in the 918 cab, wearing thick protective clothing, heavy and sultry, but in a relaxed mood.

　　 Jianwu and Xia Yu stood on the outer edge of the departure area, their faces nervous and anxious, they kept making fists and waving at Wang Yan, shouting cheer.

　　 They have no confidence.

　　 No, to be more precise, because the stakes are too big, they will inevitably suffer from gains and losses.

　　 Wang Yan has no psychological burden at all.

　　120 million, 4 months of breathing wages, how about losing?

　　 And who can beat themselves?

　　 The amateur field is the amateur field, and there is no real dragon.

　　Physical fitness, training time, skills, experience, courage, nothing works, how can you play with a professional?

　　 Schumacher could only take the 9th place after retiring once. Three months after his second retirement, he fell to the position of a professional goalkeeper, and then only experience was left.

　　A group of young masters whose all attributes do not exceed 75 points and are far away from master driving skills. Why do they make the same technical actions as themselves?

　　 Wang Yan has 100% confidence in winning.

　　The only question is how much you win.

　　Before there were many people with mixed eyes, Wang Dashao was like a big enemy, with a correct and cautious attitude, and then kept saying "have never participated in a formal competition", "all are masters", "try your best"...

　　Is my dog ​​brother being humble?

　　It's just a defense~www.readwn.com~ I can't think of Huang Yiqian as a thief, but he didn't stop it, but he was scammed by this guy.

　　 dig my crotch, right?

　　OK, face it and see who is hard!

　　 Wang Yan knew very well in his heart that this money won hot hands.

　　Win, it's not difficult, but the hard part is how to end it.

　　 Fortunately, there is a pot on the stove. If I don’t add a fire, I’m really sorry for the scene today!

　　 There is a straight track in front of him, the roar of the engine beside his ears, but the minds of all young and old have already flown after the game.

　　In my wild thoughts, many people were chatting on the channel.

　　 The first one was Black Tiger's gloat: "The sand sculpture was blocked by someone, hahahaha!"

　　 Li Yixu smiled and said: "They are all children of China, and the brothers from outside are a little restless in disobedience. As landlords, we must understand!"

　　 Liu Ye is even worse: "Now it's only a five-point fire. When you win the prize, Xiao Wangzi, that will be the real explosion! So... don't be polite, let him explode!"

　　 "Ha ha ha ha!"

　　 Everyone laughed happily. Seeing that the game started immediately, a new startled voice suddenly sounded in the private channel.

　　 "Brother, the trouble is big!"

　　 "The three clubs of Imperial Capital and CQ have united to strangle you and send Milson to the championship!"

The 　　 channel was silent for a moment, and at the same time, Wang Yan stepped on the accelerator deeply.