The wind is howling.

Zhang Moqian understands whether he can grab the lead depends on whether he can surpass Lamborghini at the end of this slope.

With the current situation, he could not surpass Lamborghini and Mei Ziqiang was about to lead the slope again, Zhang Moqian's eyes sterned and he turned the steering wheel.

The beauty in the car opened her mouth wide. Why is this young man so crazy to drive? It's like he's trying to have sex with others.

"My grass!" The blue veins on Mei Ziqiang's forehead swelled up.

It seemed that life was threatened, and the conditioned toes pointed a little brake. When Lamborghini paused slightly, Ferrari jumped up and rushed in front of him.

"call!"

Zhang Moqian took a breath and overtook it. If nothing unexpected happened, he would get seven million!

"Stinky fly, we'll surpass him." After sitting firmly, the little wild cat shouted excitedly that he was a child who got a beautiful toy.

Zhang Moqian knew that he was able to surpass himself this time, and he used psychological tactics. He lived with Teacher Jiang, the psychology master for too long, and he was deeply affected by subtle influence and played psychological tactics with Mei Ziqiang. When Ferrari rushed down, Mei Ziqiang had only two choices: if he was hit by himself, the two cars might roll down the cliff together, or if he stepped on the brakes and took the lead.

There is only one life, but few people dare to fight for their lives! Mei Ziqiang has only been famous for two years and has a bright future. How could he be willing to die?

So Zhang Moqian won this bet, and Mei Ziqiang dared not fight with him.

After Zhang Moqian took the lead, his spirit did not relax for a moment, because he had to face Mei Ziqiang behind the car. If he was surpassed by him before the finish line, the seven million that was in his mouth would be wasted.

Due to the environment, Zhang Moqian took the lead in the front and felt that the pressure doubled.

When you are in the back, you just need to be focused on surpassing. No matter what the environment is or the road conditions are, you can naturally follow the car. But now is different. There is darkness in front of you. You need to take the initiative to explore. If there is a big stone blocking the middle of the road and hitting it straight, then the car will be destroyed and the people will die?

What is even more worrying is that Mei Ziqiang did not give up because of this setback and being overtaken by others. Instead, he followed behind and made a move to overtake.

I still maintain the same mentality as before, but the two cars have changed in sequence.

Zhang Moqian held his breath and focused, controlled the steering wheel with both hands, staring at the front seriously. It is said that men who work hard are the most handsome. The little wild cat squinted its black and beautiful eyes and turned its head to stare at Zhang Moqian without moving. This smelly fly is not that annoying except being lustful and greedy for money. The little wild cat thought to himself.

Finally, after turning a corner, it turned out to be a straight road, about 400 meters. At the end of the road, the top of the mountain, which is the end of the game.

"Sit down!"

Zhang Moqian narrowed his eyes and completely stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. At this moment, Ferrari's advantages were perfectly utilized.

call!

The car seemed to fly, and rushed forward with all its might.

"ah!"

The first time I experienced what a real fast little wild cat screamed.

Four hundred meters.

Three hundred meters.

Two hundred meters.

One hundred meters.

As he got closer and closer, as he reached the finish line at a speed, Zhang Moqian's hand suddenly hit the steering wheel. The car drifted cleanly and steadily with the sound of brakes.

Ferrari threw Mei Ziqiang's Lamborghini away by 50 meters.

From extreme speed to stillness.

The two extreme feelings made the little wild cat in the car unable to speak for a long time and just sat in a daze, not even coming out of the stimulation just now. The cold mountain wind whistled towards the ground and blew in his face, making a whimpering sound in his ears.

Until he saw the other person's Lamborghini stop for a long time, the little wild cat started to squirm in his throat, quickly opened the car door, squatted on the ground and began to retching.

"Mei Ziqiang." Mei Ziqiang walked to Zhang Moqian's car and stretched out his hand.

"Zhang Moqian." Zhang Moqian smiled and held his hands together. His ability was indeed the cornerstone of others' recognition.

"You are the best racing driver I have ever met. They are smart, exciting, crazy, and have comprehensive skills." Mei Ziqiang stared at Zhang Moqian with bright eyes and praised.

"These words can also be used on you." As a modest man, Zhang Moqian naturally has to be humble.

"He has never praised people like this." The pretty and graceful woman stood obediently behind Mei Ziqiang and said with a smile on her face.

"Thank you." Zhang Moqian nodded to her. Mei Ziqiang was synonymous with crazy when he started racing. He is worthy of being a car god in Beijing who won 37 consecutive games. With such a confidante around him, it would not make people feel unmatched. On the contrary, when they stood together, they gave people an indescribable sense of suitability.

"I lost." Mei Ziqiang said sincerely: "When I go down, I will explain the results of today's game to them."

"Thank you." Zhang Moqian smiled. Tsk, you've got seven million, it's great!

After Mei Ziqiang finished speaking, he carried the beautiful and graceful woman down the mountain.

The little wild cat was still retching, which made Zhang Moqian speechless. People who like to race were still motion sickness? Fortunately, there was mineral water in Chu Linyin's Ferrari car, so Zhang Moqian opened a bottle and stood aside to help the little wild cat clean it.

On the top of the mountain, there were only two lonely people.

The handsome young man Zhang Moqian who is taking the route of sunshine idols and a beautiful young girl with tenderness and tenderness.

Zhang Moqian was driving the car, and the little wild cat was drowsy in the passenger seat. The little wild cat started playing with the car at the age of fourteen. Unexpectedly, because of the smelly flies, the racing in her heart was completely overturned. Because of her father's relationship, she knew how to pretend to be a good girl, and she actually vomited in front of the smelly flies. Now she felt that all her energy had been tossed and she wanted to be drowsy.

"You still want to play racing like this?" Zhang Moqian attacked without hesitation.

The little wild cat wanted to sit up and argue with this smelly fly, but he was willing but not strong enough. He could only wrinkle his cute little nose, glared at him angrily, and said angrily: "Hey, are you all blamed? Who made you drive so terrible? You're so fast on such a high slope, aren't you afraid that you can't stop the car and fall down the mountain? Are you driving... Are you trying your best?"

"Every little work is a little bit of gain, and you take money to eliminate disasters for others. I have always been a trustworthy man. Since you have taken your money, you must work diligently to get things done, otherwise I will feel uneasy." Zhang Moqian said with a smile: "If you don't go to school in Queensland, what should you do when you come back to Pengcheng?"

"Hmph, quibble." The little wild cat gave Zhang Moqian a weak look and said, "It's the weekend, and there is no class. I think my parents will come back and attend the wedding of the second lady of the Du family."

"Hey, I forgot to ask you, what is your relationship with Teacher Jiang?" Hu Yu was puzzled, how could this stinky fly know Teacher Jiang?

"Boy and girlfriend." Zhang Moqian shrugged and sighed: "Jiang Jiaomei confessed to me three times in a month. She couldn't bear to refuse, so she had no choice but to be her boyfriend."

"If you don't believe me, Teacher Jiang won't fall in love with you, a stinky fly, hum!" How could the little wild cat believe me?

At the foot of the Panshan Mountain, Qin Hua had already left because he lost. On the contrary, many car fans were still waiting for the winner to appear today.

So when Ferrari appeared, all the car fans cheered, dancing the torches in their hands, and welcomed the winners who defeated the newly promoted car Mei Ziqiang in Beijing in their unique way.

"Car God!"

"Car God!"

"Car God!"

"Car God! You are so handsome! I love you!"

"Handsome guy, do you have time tonight? Let's have fun together." A female car fan with a hot figure said loudly.

In the eyes of these car fans, Zhang Moqian has become a new car god. Now, some female car fans have coveted his body. However, Zhang Moqian is not a casual man. For such an open female car fan, Zhang Moqian sternly rejected her bad requests... He just told her his QQ number and told her that he would contact her if he had anything to do in the future.

First, he sent Hu Yu, the little wild cat who was vomiting so much that he was confused, and then Zhang Moqian took the Ferrari of the big star Chu Linyin and asked her to send herself back to the Du family's mansion.

"That kid is gone, he won't be able to blame the debt, right?" Zhang Moqian was a little worried on the way back.

"It's not that Qin Hua is the second young master of the Qin family. If he refuses to pay, it will be reported that he has a bad reputation for the Qin family. Besides, the Qin family is not short of this little money." Chu Linyin shook her head and left Panshan. She had already taken off her hat, sunglasses and other disguises, revealing a fascinating face.

"That's good. If he refuses the debt, I will beat him into a pig's head." Zhang Moqian said calmly.

"Beat it into a pig's head?" Chu Linyin curled her lips, "The Qin family is very powerful in the Southeast Military Region. Just say Qin Hua's father, he is the top leader of the 41st Army. Do you beat him on his territory?"

"Oh, then I won't fight anymore!" Zhang Moqian was secretly shocked, not expecting that Qin Hua had this background.

"Tsk!" Chu Linyin gave him a blank look.

"Miss Chu, I like to hear the song "Who is Who's Who" you sang the most after a few years. Why don't you sing one?"

"Don't sing!" Chu Linyin refused.

"Well, I just want to see if you have made fraud. Don't singers like to play fake? Do you lip sing? Fake eyes, fake nose, fake mouth, fake chin, um... by the way, there are fake chests." Zhang Moqian said, deliberately glanced at the towering front of Chu Linyin's chest, two soft and bulging, which was particularly eye-catching.

At this moment, Chu Linyin had the urge to take off her high heels and smash it hard on the bastard's face.
Chapter completed!