Shenhao: Start With Eight Yuan And Eight Seconds To Kill Ten Sets Of Shops

Chapter 309

“WTF……”

Xiao Yu scolded angrily.

In the past, he would still be a little afraid of Zhou Chen.

After all, Zhou Chen is a young master of Yanjing no matter what.

Although the Xiao family was good, it was a thousand miles away from the Yanjing giants.

But it’s different now.

Now he is the number one “Ma Tsai” under Su Lang.

Chen Zhou?

What kind of thing is Zhou Chen.

Xiao Yu didn’t care at all.

Xiao Yu then looked at Su Lang: “Brother Lang, can I sit in and try it?”

“sure.”

“Thank you, Brother Lang…”

With excitement, Xiao Yu reached out and stroked the golden supercar body like a pilgrimage.

Originally, Xiao Yu “loved a car like his life”, but now with a face of a gold supercar worth more than 2 billion, placed in front of him, he almost jumped up without excitement.

After a while, Xiao Yu stretched out his hand to open the door, held the steering wheel with excitement, and gently stepped on the accelerator.

“boom!”

The next second, the eight-cylinder engine made a deafening engine roar.

The sound was so loud that everyone’s hearts trembled.

“It’s so cool! It’s so cool!”

“This feeling is so cool!”

Xiao Yu clenched the steering wheel with both hands, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

After a long while, Xiao Yu gradually calmed down.

“Huh~”

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yu said: “Brother Lang, let that kid have a taste…”

Su Lang turned to look at Zhou Chen on the starting line, with a faint smile on his face.

He felt that Zhou Chen might not realize the seriousness of the problem.

Hold the steering wheel with one hand.

Master-level driving technology triggered successfully!

“Boom~”

Accompanied by the roar of the engine, the “Golden Supercar” swished out like an arrow from the string.

“coming.”

Watching Su Lang coming galloping, Zhou Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

He has been learning racing since he was a child, and he is very confident in his own car skills.

Although it hasn’t reached the level of a world-class driver.

But it can barely reach the level of a domestic professional driver.

Dealing with a Su Lang, it was not a handy one.

“Hehe, Su Lang, just pretend, and you will cry later.”

Zhou Chen grinned viciously.

He had already decided that he would have to shake Su Lang at least ten laps later.

“Crunchy~”

A sharp brake mark pulled Zhou Chen back to reality.

The gold supercar has stopped steadily beside him.

The car window lowered, revealing Su Lang’s handsome face.

Seeing Su Lang’s handsome face, Zhou Chen’s expression sank for no apparent reason.

Whether it is the car or the appearance, he is far behind Su Lang!

“Young Master Zhou, how do we compare?”

The corner of Su Lang’s mouth raised slightly, and he looked at Zhou Chen with a smile.

“It’s very simple, run 30 laps around the track, who wants to win after the race, what does Mr. Su think?”

Zhou Chen said.

“Of course.” Su Lang nodded.

Not only 30 laps, but 50 laps, it doesn’t matter to Su Lang.

It’s impossible for Zhou Chen to win anyway.

Zhou Chen nodded: “By the way, should Mr. Su run two laps, familiar with the ground, and hot tires by the way?”

“No need.”

For those with master-level driving skills, it is the same whether the tire is hot or not.

“Yes, it’s a losing game anyway, it’s really unnecessary.”

Zhou Chen smiled softly and said, “That’s OK!”

“Then let’s start now.”

While talking, Zhou Chen beckoned to Long Junjie next to him: “Junjie, you are here to issue the order!”

“Go!”

Before Long Junjie hurriedly came to the runway, he glanced at Zhou Chen, then raised his hands and started counting down: “Three…two…one…”

But just as the voice fell, Long Junjie’s body moved a step toward Su Lang’s side.

It directly blocked Su Lang’s starting line.

On the other side, Zhou Chen rushed out like an arrow from the string.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he was ahead of hundreds of meters.

“Ma De, what are you kid doing?”

“Go! Get out of the track!”

“Can’t you afford to lose!”

“…”

Actually playing Lai!

Xiao Yu and others couldn’t bear it at that time.

Rolled up their sleeves and ran towards Long Junjie.

Seeing that the situation is not good, Long Junjie hurriedly retreated among the crowd: “Mistakes and mistakes, there are mistakes…”

Mistake?

Go for something special.

He also issued an order, up to the number, such a fool can handle it.

Can this thing make a mistake?

It is intentional to make it clear.

“Playing on the head of Brother Lang, I have to give you some color today…”

Xiao Yu waved his hand and brought Chen Zhiyong to a duel.

“Xiao Yu…”

But at this moment, Su Lang’s voice reached Xiao Yu’s ears.

Hearing the sound, he saw Su Lang on the starting line slowly lowering the car window.

“Brother Lang…”

“There is no need to do it, it’s all small problems.”

Su Lang waved his hand and smiled faintly: “You have to believe that in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and tricks are futile.”

Xiao Yu was stunned, thinking about it, it seems that the same is true.

Zhou Chen is a fart!

Brother Lang is a car god!

The more Zhou Chen is doing now.

In the end, he could only slap him in the face in the end.

“Hmph, since Brother Lang has spoken, let your kid go.”

Xiao Yu gave Long Junjie a ferocious look and said.

“Huh~”

Long Junjie quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Su Lang who was still on the starting line, and couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.

“How special can you pretend…”

In just such a short time, Zhou Chen had already finished most of the lap.

However, Su Lang didn’t even move at all. He was forced to pretend to be at his grandma’s house.

and many more……

Could it be that Su Langming is not Zhou Chen’s opponent, so he just gave up?

Don’t say it, it’s really possible.

Thinking about this, Long Junjie looked at Su Lang with a hint of disdain.

What if you have money and power.

These things are useless on the racing track.

On the racing track, strength is king.

“Zoom…zoom…”

Zhou Chen stepped on the accelerator vigorously, and the Aston Martin one77 engine made a huge roar, and the speed was also rapidly increasing.

100, 120, 140…

Almost in the blink of an eye, the speed of the car directly exceeded 200 kilometers per hour.

“The last turn!”

Zhou Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he ran a complete lap after the next bend.

“Here is a handsome one.”

Zhou Chen stepped on bravely and pulled the speed to the extreme. Then, as he approached the corner, he slammed the steering wheel and pulled down the handbrake with his right hand.

Aston Martin one77, the entire body slammed horizontally, sliding against the fence and turning.

Drift over corners!

Moreover, it is extremely difficult to drift at full speed and corners.

“Nise!”

“Flying around at full speed, the boss is awesome!”

“Hahaha, the technology of the boss, even if it is better than some professional drivers.”

“What about the golden supercar? On the racing track, strength is king!”

“…”