Soon, Lin Yan accepted her heart, and she didn't think about anything else.

I have to say that the performance of men's racing is indeed so incredible. If it wasn't for his own left and right, Lin Yan would not be able to surpass him on this straight line.

It's all like this, Mo Shuyu and He Lefeng can still lose, and Lin Yan can not understand.

Immediately, Lin Yan simply surpassed the vehicle driving by a man.

However, it didn't take long for Lin Yan to find that the man's old fault was committed again, and he hit the vehicle she was driving.

Lin Yan suddenly realized, no wonder Mo Shuyu will drive the car out of the track ...

If you do n’t open it, you must not be killed by him.

"Play so big ..."

Lin Yan smiled slightly, always looking at the rearview mirror.

Although it is straight, the track is wide enough. Every time the man is about to hit Lin Yan, Lin Yan will hit the direction at will and avoid it easily.

"I rely on, this is OK?"

He Lefeng stood outside the track and looked at Lin Yan's performance, his expression was a little surprised.

In such a high -speed driving state, she dared to hit the direction. The most amazing thing was that Lin Yan's vehicles were flat and stable, but there was no sign of flipping the car due to the high -speed driving direction.

Mo Shuyi is also incredible. What is this operation?

After about fifteen seconds, Lin Yan's car rushed to the end.

"Bang"!

Lin Yan had just arrived at the end. In the rear, the car drove by the man hit the trash can and hit the trash can to fly more than ten meters away.

Lin Yan was shocking, so ... still want to go to the track?

Previously, Lin Yan thought that this was a man's strategy. Every time he was surpassed, he deliberately hit it and was forced to leave the track.

However, at this moment, Lin Yan found that he was wrong.

Where is the strategy of that man? That's all because of his too much dish, the performance of the vehicle is good, and the speed is fast. He can't control it himself!

Lin Yan immediately ran out of the car and hid to a far away. She was afraid that the man would accidentally lose control and then killed her.

A few seconds later, the man finally stepped on a few feet to brake, the tires of the vehicle slipped, and after a few laps on the track, this finally stopped.

"What about playing acrobatics?"

Mo Shuyi stepped forward.

"Boss, are you okay?"

Lin Yan also hurried forward, knocked on the window, frowned.

Immediately, the man opened the door and stared at Lin Yan without expression: "You are lucky."

Lin Yan: "..."

It's all like this, it's still blowing, I almost got my life!

"If it weren't for my laces, I accidentally wrapped it on the throttle ..." The man said coldly.

As the man fell, Mo Shuyi and He Lefeng looked at each other.

Wrapped on the throttle ?!

They lost like this?

"I lost to the shoelaces?" He Lefeng looked around.

On the side, Mo Shuyu's expression was not very good, meaning that he lost to the laces?

Originally thought that a man was a type of oil barrel, and he was hot on the track.

As a result, he was entangled on the throttle!

This is simply a big stain in Mo Shuyu's career. He never expected that he was too high to look at this man. He knew it was like this. He had many ways to deal with it.

I can definitely win.

"Boss, are you okay?" Lin Yan looked at the expressionless man.
Chapter completed!