Paris, located at 48 degrees north latitude, should have been a romantic capital, but it was full of gunpowder at this time.

In front of the famous attraction, the Paris Opera House was crowded, and the contestants' vehicles entered one after another.

One of the Rolls-Royces is the most eye-catching. It was his first appearance in the contestant's team, attracting the attention of many people, and they are all speculating about which contestant this is so pompous.

After all, luxury cars of this level are rare, and those who can be seated are all well-known figures in Paris.

Rolls-Royce is quite eye-catching, and many reporters also point the camera in the car window.

"It's a clown!"

"This is the car of the clown player!"

"What is the clown?"

Through the camera, the clown's hippie mask was reflected into the camera screen, which was very ostentatious.

The reporters suddenly realized it, and then they all pointed the long guns and cannons in their hands at the slowly moving car, slapped them wildly.

As a player ranked among the top points on the official website, whether it is the code name of Joker or Martin himself, they are very popular and have very popular topics on the Internet.

News about him can often attract a large number of clicks and quickly become the focus of articles.

After all, although the clown mask is weird, its ostentatious temperament is also very popular and is very popular among young people.

Especially in the United States, the popularity of clowns even surpasses unicorns and red faces, and is often used as a front page by some local websites.

Although doing so will make many people feel uncomfortable, popularity still cannot be concealed.

"Is the one sitting in the car in front of the clown... blushing?"

A sharp-eyed reporter looked forward following the clown's gaze and suddenly noticed that in the car ahead, the red face turned his head without anger.

However, the Joker's Rolls-Royce was still honking its horn, and the speed did not slow down much, and it was almost about to run into the red face.

The gap between the two cars is at most a palm width.

For a behemoth like a car, this is basically equivalent to a human face facing.

But even so, the clown still kept honking his whistle behind him.

"The clown is facing the red face!"

How could the reporters who have experienced many battles still not be able to tell the situation at this time? The noses of these people are more than those of Turin, and each of them smells a strong smell of gunpowder in the air.

"Why is the clown so hostile to the red face?"

"oh-my-god! This is big news!"

"Come on, keep up with them!"

A group of reporters moved and trotted along the two cars.

Because it is almost time to reach the gate of the Paris Opera House, only a few hundred meters away, cordons have been set up on both sides, resulting in the passable road becoming very narrow, and at most one vehicle can only be accommodated to pass. If two vehicles forcefully drive side by side, traffic accidents are very likely.

So the clown didn't have the conditions to overtake, so he could only follow He Xiao's butt and move forward slowly.

"Drip—Drip—"

The harsh whistle echoed on both sides of the street.

The clown had no intention of stopping honking the trumpet.

The people surrounded the cordons from front to back and forth and looked back at the sound of the whistle, and several contestants who were closer frowned.

Shi Dahui was so anxious that the man was full of big heads. He was also very upset when he heard the sound of the whistle that had been constantly honking. He patted him and asked, "Brother Xiao, is this clown wrong? I want to go down and slap him twice?"

He Xiao said nothing, but his brows were already frowning.

Although he is not a very strong person, it does not mean that he is just a soft persimmon. He is bullied like this and feels angry.

From being confused when he first debuted to having achieved a little success, he can be said to be cautious all the way. But at the same time, he also walked by step by step, asking himself who he had never provoked.

There are only a few people in the entertainment industry who have had sex with him, and by the way.

And they all explode when they bully people too much, so He Xiao never lacks the courage to resist when facing oppression.

The red-faced mask slowly turned over, stared at the Rolls-Royce behind him and asked lightly: "Sledgehammer, how long will it take to start the game?"

"Well... it's half an hour." Shi Dahui glanced at his watch and said.

He Xiao nodded, then put the chair back and slowly took out the headphones: "Offset the engine."

"Ah?" Shi Dahui was stunned. He looked at the rearview mirror again and saw that He Xiao had already lying down with his eyes closed, and he was ready to take a nap. Then he quickly turned off the engine and pulled the handbrake.

The vehicle stopped suddenly, and the Rolls-Royce behind him did not react, so he couldn't catch up.

With a sudden brake, the distance between the two cars was only the thickness of a piece of white paper. If you didn't look closer, the two cars seemed to have collided!

In an instant, the whole audience was in full bloom!

Everyone stared at this scene in a daze, but didn't realize what was going on!

Why did the red-faced car stop?

The captain of the convoy in front was entering the field one after another, without any obstacles, and it was unobstructed. But the red face parked the car in the middle of the road, blocking the clown's car behind.

Is this... a vehicle malfunction or intentional?

The reporters were also shocked. After reacting, they immediately took photos like red eyes and even recorded videos.

Blushing is just getting on with the clown!

This is big news. Two popular players from the Isabella Cup confronted each other in public on the streets, using cars as tools and not giving in to each other.

How many years can you wait for such a scene?

The reporters don’t believe that the red-faced car has a malfunction, that’s too a coincidence, right?

"Crack click..."

The sound of taking pictures resounded on both sides of the cordon.

Inside a Rolls-Royce.

Although the clown's smile was still there, the face behind the mask had frozen.

"What is he doing?"

Martin asked, leaning into the front seat and grabbing the driver's hair.

"Okay... it seems to be sleeping..." The driver was caught and his scalp hurt, but he didn't dare to resist and replied hesitantly.

From his perspective, he could see half of the scene in He Xiao's car. He saw half of the body lying on his back row, as if he was wearing headphones, so he quickly reported his guess to Martin truthfully.

Martin immediately exploded, "Sleep? Is he going to sleep now?"

From childhood to adulthood, he was the only one who bullied others. No one dared to say anything more. Those who had resisted him seemed to have only two or three, but at this time there was one more.

"Fake! The Chinese man named He Xiao in the manor last time refused me, but now he blushed and rejected me again, and he dared to use a car to block my way! God, what's going on this month?! Is Mercury retrograde?"

Martin vented hysterically in the car, and fortunately, the luxury cars like Rolls-Royce have good sound insulation. Otherwise, it would have been another big news that would make tomorrow's headlines when it hits reporters' ears.

The driver was so scared that he didn't dare to say a word and had to pretend to be dead.

And He Xiao's car.

He naturally didn't know that Martin had been furious and was so angry that he lay down happily in the back seat, wearing headphones and listening to the piano music played inside, leisurely resting.
Chapter completed!