"Damn, where is this guy who is so arrogant?

"I dare to come to Qixing Mountain to show off and wait for a break!"

"Don't you lose your mother! Do you know where the Qixing Mountain in Guangshen is?"

As Lin Xiangbei said this, it was like igniting a powder barrel, making the seven-star mountain riders present angry.

After all, no matter what, Zhao Wenjie has the title of the Seven Star Mountain Car God, and is nominally the strongest underground mountain road driver in Guangzhou, Shenzhen and even Guangdong Province.

Maybe he hasn't run with Qin Hao, and some people have questioned that the title of Qixing Mountain Racing God is a bit humble. But these are all internal matters in the Guangzhou-Shenzhen underground racing circle. What qualifications does Lin Xiangbei have to underestimate the Qixing Mountain Racing God?

Regarding this situation, Lin Xiangbei's expression on his face was a little helpless. Perhaps in the eyes of others, his words were so crazy that the Qixing Mountain Car God seemed to be a supporting role making up for the numbers.

In fact, Lin Xiangbei didn't even have the interest in front of Zhao Wenjie at all. As long as he ran, he would definitely crush the ordinary dimensional reduction attack. The so-called seven-star mountain bike god had no power to fight back.

Unless it is the legendary Che Shenfei who can run for six minutes, this is destined to be a mountain road race without suspense.

"I'm so angry. What should I do if you lose if you add me?"

Zhao Wenjie said coldly at this time, if Qin Hao hadn't been here, Lin Xiangbei might have been in trouble now.

"Lost? There is no word in my dictionary."

Faced with the threat that Zhao Wenjie suggested, Lin Xiangbei replied with a smile, not taking it seriously at all.

If I can’t even escape the Seven-Star Mountain Car God today, that would be the biggest insult to my two-life career!

Perhaps Lin Xiangbei's overly contemptuous attitude completely angered Zhao Wenjie and the group of seven-star mountain riders. When Lin Xiangbei said this, it was obvious that the crowd surrounded him.

Seeing this posture, Li Wenfeng leaned into Lin Xiangbei's ear and said, "Brother, this is not Donghai, it's very troublesome to get rid of it."

"Don't worry, I can't lose."

Lin Xiangbei still looked calm and gentle, as if he was not nervous or regretful.

"Zhao Wenjie, I'm not here to run with you today. If you want to run, come with me. If you don't run, you can do it. Do you understand?"

Qin Hao stood up at this time, and his tone became much colder. He invited Lin Xiangbei, so he had to hold on to this place!

"Okay, since you, Qin Hao, have said that, then I'll have fun with this kid."

"But the same thing, what should I do if I lose?"

As the God of Seven Stars Mountain Car, Zhao Wenjie could not have let an outsider jump and go back like someone else is fine. He had to pay a little price.

"Is this number three million per game enough? I will add it if it is not enough."

Almost as soon as Zhao Wenjie finished speaking, Lin Xiangbei spoke directly back.

He happened to receive three million from Feng Bingman to form a convoy. Since he wanted to play, just play a big game!

Sure enough, when Lin Xiangbei said this number, he could hear a lot of gasps on the scene.

You should know that this was in 2009. Although places like Donghai and Guangzhou and Shenzhen are already quite rich, three million can still be called an exaggerated number.

Generally, the bet for underground racing is only about 100,000 or 200,000 yuan. The previous match between Lin Xiangbei and Chang Yu was actually counted as the price of Mazda RX7.

Now Lin Xiangbei has three million words. Perhaps this kind of terrifying number has never appeared in the entire history of Qixingshan racing!

"Don't blow water, do you have three million?"

Zhao Wenjie gritted his teeth and replied, but he didn't expect that this strange boy was so cruel and he spoke for only three million!

"Don't count me, do you run away?"

Qin Hao promised at this time, and no one in the underground circle of Guangzhou and Shenzhen would suspect that he could not afford three million, but many people were shocked that he received the three million guarantee so readily!

"Qin Hao is not a good person, it seems that this is a bit of a flop."

A yellow-haired guy watching said, Qin Hao is famous for being calm in the underground circle. He often laughs it off when facing provocations. Today, he is forced to fight for three million.

"Can you be a professional driver?"

"There are no such people among professional drivers, and the newcomers lost in Qixingshan. Where did he get the courage to speak out for three million?"

"Qin Hao specializes in running on Qixing Mountain with him, and is willing to guarantee three million. Apart from professional drivers, I can't think of anyone who has this kind of strength."

"I'm sure there is no such person in the domestic profession, so I don't know about it abroad."

"Exciting, I'll really become a battle of the gods tonight!"

As the drivers around him were talking, Zhao Wenjie's expression became increasingly ugly, and even appeared as if under the street lights!

It would be fine if I was suppressed by Qin Hao as the seven-star mountain bike god, but now I don’t know where the flops that pop up from, and I dare to be so arrogant in front of me.

If he doesn’t handle this matter today, he, the seven-star mountain bike god, will no longer have to go to the seven-star mountain again!

"Okay, only three million."

After saying that, Zhao Wenjie shouted to a convoy member beside him: "Daxichao, prepare to close the road and arrange observation points!"

You should know that under normal circumstances, underground racing mountain roads only have observation points, and use walkie-talkies to remind drivers to come to the opposite lane. After all, even if there are fewer cars on the mountain road, if the road is closed, there is a chance that it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

However, a bet of three million runs a game, let alone the Qixing Mountain in Guangzhou and Shenzhen, if you don’t have any slap in it, it may have created the history of underground racing in the entire Guangdong Province.

Moreover, Zhao Wenjie also has the title of the Seven Star Mountain Racing God, which means that if he loses, he will give up the title of the Seven Star Racing God, and the winner will become the strongest driver in the new generation of Guangzhou and Shenzhen underground circles!

With Zhao Wenjie's order, more than a dozen onlookers immediately drove down the mountain and began to arrange observation points and block roads.

"Lin Xiangbei, aren't you afraid of losing all the convoys in three million?"

While waiting for the time, Qin Hao said to Lin Xiangbei, he knew very well how these three million came about.

"Anyway, the money is not enough. If you win, you can drive a new car and you can still run if you lose."

Lin Xiangbei replied indifferently, and now he is about three million and is stuck in a racing car that is neither up nor down.

It is not enough money to calculate the brand new car, so it seems that there is still some leftovers as a whole second-hand car, so it is very consistent with Lin Xiangbei's current theory.

But in fact, Lin Xiangbei has only one choice, he wants to win these three million to build a stronger racing car!

When Qin Hao heard Lin Xiangbei's words, he also smiled. He had never cared about money.

But one thing is that he must let Lin Xiangbei understand that this time the opponent is not Zhao Wenjie, but himself!

"Lin Xiangbei, Li Wenfeng should have told you that the fastest speed of my Qixing Mountain is 6 minutes 11 seconds 33, right?"

"Um."

"This is my full drifting speed, and I'm much faster than this normal route."

Qin Hao thought that his words would surprise Lin Xiangbei, but the other party's expression was as normal as usual without any change.

"Are you surprised?"

"No surprise, you ran Formula F3 in Japan. If you only have this speed, you can't enter the Toyota Youth Training Camp."

"Lin Xiangbei, have you really not run the equation?"

Qin Hao's pupils contracted at this time, and his eyes were staring at Lin Xiangbei. He felt that Lin Xiangbei was the way to run by the Formula Driver in the East China Sea International Track.

However, in this era, the Formula drivers who can reach the F3 level in China can basically count one hand, and even Qin Hao knows it.

But this feeling was lingering in Qin Hao's heart, and it was getting stronger and stronger now.

"No."

As always deny.

When Qin Hao heard this answer, he stared at Lin Xiangbei for a few seconds, trying to see through what was inside the other party.

It was obvious that he could not see Lin Xiangbei's other soul clearly.

"Okay, I just want to tell you that I am serious about this game and will run with real strength."

Hearing this sentence, Lin Xiangbei finally turned his head and looked at Qin Hao.

"Although we have a good relationship, I'm sorry, I want to win this game."

The greatest respect you can give to an opponent is to use all your strength to defeat him.

Since Qin Hao wanted to use his F3 equation to run, Lin Xiangbei could only let him understand that the previous saying "You can't run away from me" was not a joke.
Chapter completed!