C54 Qiuming Mountain

"Xia Luo! Are you crazy?! ”

Jing Xiaoqian stared blankly at Xia Luo," You, you... Didn't you say that you just got your driver's license less than two months ago? "

" Yes. "

Xia Luo nodded. He really did get his driver's license after coming to the Songjiang. In the past, when he was carrying out missions, Shadow had always given him a fake driver's license.

"He only got his driver's license for two months?!"

Yang Kun and the others could not help but laugh.

"Sorry, I, boyfriend, drank too much today... Hehe... Come, Xia Luo, let's go home. " Jing Xiaoqian was really afraid that Xia Luo would be forced to lick the soles of his shoes if he lost.

"Go home? A man's promise is worth a thousand gold coins. Also, who is boyfriend? You are disrespectful. " Xia Luo reprimanded.

"I'm doing this for your own good! You... you idiot! Do you know how to race? I'm really drunk. " Jing Xiaoqian was so angry that her face turned red.

" What's so great about racing? " Xia Luo crossed his arms. "It's just one sofa and four wheels. I don't believe that the Wuling macro light is much worse than a sports car."

"Puchi!"

"Hahahaha..."

"I'm dying of laughter. This kid is trying to make me laugh so that he can inherit my Ant Flower, right?"

At this time, another group of people walked over from the other side of the track. When they heard Xia Luo's words, they burst into laughter.

"Kun Ge, who is this kid?"

A few tall and burly young men walked over and asked casually.

"AZhong, Ah Bao! This brat bullied me, help me beat him up..." Yuan Linlin screamed at the young men.

"What?! Sister Lin Lin, who dares to bully you?!" The young men looked like they were very good at beating and threw the cigarette butt in their mouths onto the ground.

"Wait."

At this time, Yang Kun lowered his voice and said to Yuan Linlin, "Lin Lin, you guys should fight first. Otherwise, if this kid loses later, he will definitely be accused of hurting him and not being able to perform well."

"That makes sense, Kun Ge."

Yuan Linlin nodded and called a few young men back. She said to them, "Forget it, A Zhong, Ah Bao. There is a Wuling macro light in the garage. You guys go and help me fill up the gas and drive to the race track."

The young men immediately followed her instructions. Yuan Linlin had a lot of shares in the TGR club. They usually followed her.

Yang Kun had bought this Wuling macro light once to play with. He had driven it twice and then left it in the garage to eat dust. He did not expect to use it today.

Not long after, they arrived at the track.

When they heard that Xia Luo was going to use the Wuling macro light to challenge Yuan Linlin, a large group of young men and women ran over to watch the joke. They surrounded the race track and chattered.

"Huh, this is the silly guy who wants to use the Wuling macro light?"

"He looks like a fool."

... "But his girlfriend is quite upright, and she looks a little familiar..."

"I'm here to see how he licks Sister Lin Lin's shoe. I'll make a tadpoon later and it will definitely be popular!"

...

"Xia Luo, right? Hehe, don't say that I'm bullying you. I'll give you a chance now. Go to the garage and pick a sports car."

After the Wuling macro light drove over.

Yuan Linlin, who was wearing a black leather jacket, stood on the track and said very pretentiously, "I have Daniu, Xiaoniu, Mustang, and specters. Which car do you want to play?"

Xia Luo winked at her. "What is Daniu and Xiaoniu?"

"F * ck you country bumpkin..."

A black line appeared on Yuan Linlin's forehead, "A big cow and a small cow don't even know about it, and they pretended to be Rich second generation."

The people around laughed again, "Hahaha, is this kid an amusing monkey?!"

Jing Xiaoqian held her forehead and sighed. When she saw that Xia Luo wanted to open the door of the Wuling macro light, she quickly grabbed him. "What are you doing? You really want to compete with her?"

"The arrow is on the bow and must be shot." Xia Luo said.

"Damn!"

Jing Xiaoqian really gave in to him, then waved at him. "Let me do it. Maybe there will be a chance of survival."

"Don't worry. Brother, I have never lost a bet in my life. Just take a good look."

Xia Luo smiled and pushed her away. He opened the car door and went in.

"It's over."

Jing Xiaoqian's heart was cold. She turned her head and saw Yang Kun and Baldy calling a large group of people. Clearly, they were afraid that Xia Luo would lose and run away.

Very quickly, Yuan Linlin drove a Lamborghini Huracan. It was a bright yellow car with streamlined design. It was very cool and eye-catching.

Jing Xiaoqian's eyes revealed a trace of envy. She really wanted to have a sports car that belonged to her. This was her childhood dream...

Turning her head, it was Xia Luo's Wuling macro light.

A fat car with a funny curve. This kind of small truck appearing on the track was simply a joke.

This match was decided by Yang Kun. He held the loudspeaker in his hand and said:

"The rules of this match are very simple. We will drive from here to the top of the mountain and then come down. Whoever returns to the starting point first wins. Do you understand?"

Yuan Linlin made an OK gesture.

"I can do whatever I want?"

Xia Luo glanced at him.

"Of course, but you have to drive to the top of the mountain before coming back. You can't return halfway. You can drive however you want."

"Oh..." Xia Luo held the steering wheel with an eager expression.

"Three, two, one, start!"

Yang Kun waved down the competition flag. A long flute sound was heard and the crowd screamed.

"Sister Lin Lin, kill this kid who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

"Idiot, you still want to open the Wuling macro light? Go and f * ck yourself!"

Buzz!

In an instant, Yuan Linlin stepped on the accelerator. The Lamborghini was like a wild horse that had escaped its reins, and Xia Luo was stunned on the spot and did not move.

"Xia Luo! What are you doing?! "Jing Xiaoqian almost cried.

" Wait... Left brake, right throttle, okay... Go!"

After confirming the exact location of the brake and throttle, Xia Luo's Wuling macro light finally moved and slowly advanced.

At this time, he could not even see Yuan Linlin's taillights.

"Hahahaha! I'm dying of laughter!"

Another burst of laughter erupted from the side of the track.

Everyone was laughing at this idiot. In a game, a few milliseconds was enough to determine the outcome of a match. For someone like him, who was five or six seconds behind from the start, he would just wave his white flag and surrender.

The Mount Qiuming had many turns, and it was known as the holy land of racing in the Jiangnan area. Many famous drivers had regarded this place as a testing stone, and it had been constantly refreshing the records since more than ten years ago.

Yuan Linlin often ran the Mount Qiuming, so she knew every turn like the back of her hand. She moved like flowing water and sped up quickly. Soon, she reached the top of the mountain.

At this time, Xia Luo had just reached the halfway point of the mountain. When he crossed the bend, it was obvious that he was stuck. His technique was terrible!

"How dare such a lousy technique come to the Mount Qiuming? Who gave him face?"

"He is simply insulting the three words' Mount Qiuming '!"

"Take Sister Lin Lin's shoes to the toilet and dip them in some sh * t. Later, let him lick enough!"

The audience chattered. No one believed that Xia Luo could win, including Jing Xiaoqian.

After a while.

The Lamborghini had already circled around the top of the mountain and ran back three turns. Xia Luo had just reached the top of the mountain and had been eating Yuan Linlin's exhaust all the way.

Everyone was sleepy. This kind of competition was too boring. The reason why they were still here was to see how Xia Luo would lick his shit later.

"Look!"

Suddenly, a scream came from the side of the track.

What?