Ah Jie was speechless as he listened to the conversation between the two men.
Before this, he had suspected that this Racing God bro was here for fun, or perhaps he was here for the championship of the first four rounds.
But now, he was a hundred percent sure.
This guy was a bandit! He really wanted to take the car away!
Sister Lu Fei was his mistress!
These two men were robbers!
You have such a strong motive. Are you worthy of us, the fans and racers who love our cars?
Ah Jie looked at Wu Pan Junyao and Takahashi Ryoichi, who were standing on both sides in the distance. He thought to himself, Is he really going to use my GTR to become the king of cars?
Then, I'll be recorded in the history books!
With that thought in mind, Ah Jie gradually became excited again.
On the other hand, due to He Tianzhao's accident, the next round of the race was temporarily postponed.
The race only resumed after He Tianzhao's car was towed away.
He Tianzhao himself was sent to the hospital. Before he left, he gave the car key to a friend.
He knew that once he withdrew from the race, he would fall to eighth place. According to the rules of the race, he was not allowed to take the car away.
But until then, he still did not think that he might lose his beloved car!
He Tianzhao boasted that he and Lu Fei knew each other after all. She wouldn't not give him face, right?
About an hour later, when his friend really called to tell him the bad news, He Tianzhao thought he had heard wrong.
"What did you say! Say it again! "
As he spoke, because he was too emotional, he twisted his body violently. There was a cracking sound in his neck. The bone that he had just corrected was automatically dislocated again.
"Your car has been targeted! It's locked! Brother Tianzhao, what do we do now? "
The person on the other end of the phone did not know that He Tianzhao was in big trouble again. He spoke anxiously.
He Tianzhao's eyes were spinning wildly, but he could not say a word.
"Brother Tianzhao, say something!"
F * ck you!
That was the only thought in He Tianzhao's mind before he fainted. Then, he vaguely heard the scream of the nurse, and then he knew nothing else.
Chen Guang was not very happy. Although it was not bad to be able to get He Tianzhao's Viper, he calculated the total amount of money he had and could not bring himself to do so.
Damn it, the winner of the first round is one million. Fine, I'll bear with it even if it's a little less.
If you win the second round, you'll give me 1.5 million. Even though it's a little less, I can still bear with it.
But what's the point of two and a half million for two rounds?
No matter how he thought about it, he felt that the organizing committee was humiliating the owner of the Heavenly Holy Grail!
We will accept this grudge!
Lu Fei helped him open the lockbox and grinned. "Don't worry, there's one more in here! This is one and a half million and a hundred dollars! You're not an idiot anymore! "
Chen Guang's anger immediately turned into joy, and he gave a thumbs up. "Well done!"
More than an hour after the end of the second round of the race, the atmosphere on the Mid-Mountain Racetrack had yet to cool down.
Less than half of the fifty thousand people had left.
There were too many people standing in front of the giant screen, watching the GTR footage being replayed over and over again.
Their minds were bombarded by the terrifying average speed of 145.33!
No one would have thought that in just one day, the GTR would once again break its own fastest record.
When he ran 139.54 yesterday, some people thought that it was just an accidental outperformance.
But when it broke its own record again, and performed the terrifying drifting without deceleration again and again, the world finally understood that 139.54 was far from the limit of the GTR!
Perhaps, 145.33 was also not its limit!
Both the racer and the fans felt a strong sense of oppression from the GTR. He wasn't arrogant, and up until now, no one had seen the racer get out of the car.
However, people were still suffocated by the records he left behind.
They thought of the nickname of the GTR, God of War!
Then, the matte GTR driven by that person, would it add the word "invincible" to the title "God of War"?
Invincible God of War!
But that wasn't the only thing that left him in despair. In the second round, no one managed to break past his 139.54 mark. The fastest was only 139.21 for the McLaren 675, which was pushed to second by Chen Guang yesterday! Not to mention today's 145.33!
Even though the race was over, none of the racers were willing to leave. Instead, they joined hands and asked the organizing committee to allow them to train overnight.
One super sports car after another roared as they set off. These people didn't dare to hope that they could run a result comparable to the matte GTR in the competition.
Even if they ran without any interference, it would be good to close the gap between them!
Finally, some people gradually broke through the barrier of 139.54 in their desperate charge, and some even crossed the previously unattainable limit of 140!
However, up until now, each of the remaining 16 racers had run at least two laps, and the fastest record was only above 142, still far from 145.33.
Such a gap, how despairing was it?
Just then, two big trucks arrived almost at the same time.
The heavy trucks attracted a lot of people's attention. Everyone frowned. It was so late. Did someone still bring their car here?
In the parking lot, two groups of people moved almost at the same time.
Whether it was the racers or the fans, they all understood!
It was Pan Junyao and Ryoichi Takahashi's cars!
Were the two car kings also going to try?
Were they already preparing to participate in the race to protect their cars?
Indeed, looking at the momentum of the GTR, could anyone take the championship away from him?
Was there any other way other than knocking him off the track at the beginning?
Sure enough, they could only rely on the car king!
When this thought emerged in everyone's mind, the hearts of the people who were almost suffocated by the matte GTR began to burn again.
No one realized that the low-key matte supercar had become the big devil that everyone expected the car king to defeat.
Wasn't the car king the big devil that should be defeated?
Some people also realized the problem with this thought. They were suddenly enlightened and surprised.
Pan Junyao and Ryoichi Takahashi didn't need to say much to ask others to make way for them. When the two of them respectively drove the pitch-black tiger CTR and another GTR covered in flames to the starting line, all the cars at the front of the track automatically made way for them.
Even the racers who were in the middle of the race were left in the middle of the two parking lots and sat down quietly in front of the giant screen.
The helicopter that had been parked on the tarmac suddenly took off.
Mr. X, who was about to go home after a busy day, sat down on the commentary stage again!
Under the night sky, the Night Beauty and the Flame Wargod were each warming up their engines.
The air suddenly became extremely heavy. No one dared to breathe!
Ah Yuan, the previous champion, held the starting gun and stood at the starting line as the referee.
He raised his right hand high. Bang!
Boom!
The pitch-black phantom and the raging flames entangled each other and suddenly rushed out!
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