Chapter 338: The king in the sect war
Chapter 338 The king in the battle between sects
“Two idiots, they actually used me as a punching bag...”
Xiaolan raised her eyebrows and said coldly, she suddenly lowered her tone. Lin Fan looked outside and saw that the cars of Ye Tianlin and Lin Qi had indeed squeezed out Xiaolan's sports car from time to time, but it was because of "vintage" between them. "What is their relationship?"
“The relationship between strangers is the kind where we only compete here every time and part ways after leaving the drag racing track.”
The corners of Xiaolan's lips raised slightly, "Master! Have you fallen in love with Miss Ye? She is the first heir of the Ye family consortium!"
Lin Fan felt slightly moved in his heart, but did not reply.
At this time, the two cars suddenly stopped "squeezing" and quickly separated. There was a sharp turn in front of them!
“Sit tight, let me show you my excellent cornering skills!”
Xiaolan's car suddenly turned the steering wheel wildly when it was still some distance away from the curve. The front wheels of the car instantly generated a huge lateral force, and a beautiful drift occurred!
The two cars behind them also quickly followed up. Looking at the other cars, they were already out of sight!
Just when Lin Fan thought he was going to win, a blue sports car unexpectedly appeared from behind the two cars!
Xiaolan stared at the rearview mirror and pouted: "It's Lian Ji, this difficult guy again, who always waits until the end to win!"
“Is he very powerful?”
Lin Fan couldn't help but ask.
“I have been the drag racing king of War Horse Racing Stadium for four consecutive years, do you think I can’t be awesome?”
His car passed Lin Qi and Ye Tianlin at the last minute at a very fast speed, and then followed Xiaolan closely like a ghost, and seemed to bump into the rear of the car intentionally or unintentionally.
“Damn it! You’re disturbing me again!”
Xiaolan snorted angrily, and the horsepower was increased to the extreme on the final straight lane!
Rumble…
As if a blue light flashed before his eyes, when Lin Fan got out of the car, Lian Ji was already sitting on the lounge seat. When he saw Xiaolan arriving, he hurriedly put down the celebratory champagne in his hand and came over and said, "Miss Xiaolan, do I think I have defeated you this time?" Xiaolan was startled for a moment, and said with a sweet smile: "Winning is a win, but it doesn't count. . Because my boyfriend is in the car, I don’t dare to drive too crazy..."
Lianji was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly and said: "I think Miss Xiaolan should say that your boyfriend is too heavy and weighed down your car."
"What do you mean?"
Xiaolan said with a cold expression, Lian Ji was neither humble nor arrogant, but his tone was firm.
“Remember Miss Xiaolan said that if she loses to Renji again, she will agree to be his girlfriend?”
Lin Fan's eyes flashed and he looked at Xiaolan. She was looking at Lin Fan helplessly. It seemed that Lian Ji was telling the truth.
“That’s what I promised you that day, but I haven’t practiced driving for a long time. I just wanted to play with my boyfriend today. Can’t you take it seriously?”
“That’s not possible, we drag racing people also care about credibility, don’t we? If Miss Xiaolan refuses to admit her defeat, she will be looked down upon by her friends in the industry in the future…”
His words were just plain and simple, but there was a bit of fire in his heart. If Xiaolan could get rid of her boyfriend in front of everyone, and then **** him over to be his woman, his friends would be so jealous of him!
“So what if you look down on it?”
A faint voice suddenly sounded, and Lianji sneered as if he had caught an opportunity: "If you look down on it, it's not as simple as being despised in the drag racing world..."
“Oh? So you are also very good in the sect war?”
Even the doubtful sentences seem so bland.
"No more nonsense, I believe Mr. Long will uphold justice for me."
Lian Ji glanced at Lin Fan coldly, and feeling the sudden surge of momentum, he chose to give in and wait.
Twenty minutes later, everyone was back at the starting point. The crowd was still cheering, but suddenly there were a few tall and strong men around Long Jiu.
(End of this chapter)
