I’m A Baller

　　 Crazy dog? !

　　 Wang Yan was a little dazed by the scolding, and he didn't even react at the first time.

　　 Huang Xu was afraid of a conflict, so he immediately turned around: "Master Hang, my buddy, it's okay!"

　　 "You are the most special ink!"

　　 Chen Yuhang said again with Huang Xu, turning his head and continuing to roar: "Brothers are all numb! You two, please clear the court quickly and follow the race to the track!"

　　 This Nima is bipolar disorder, right?

　　 Wang Yan was originally very angry, but after calming down and thinking about it, he found it a little funny.

　　 It's normal for young people to get angry for their girlfriends. Fighting is not a big deal, but this kind of inexplicable irritability can only be explained as mental development.

　　 Lin Weiwei comforted Wang Yan: "Wang Wang, ignore that guy. I've heard that Ah is abnormal. I didn't expect it to be so bad."

Huang Xu may also feel unreasonable and apologize awkwardly: "Brother, Master Hang is the character, it's not aimed at you, don't think too much about it. Waiting for us to come down and find an opportunity to introduce to you. He is very righteous. Nothing. pick!"

　　Farewell, I am not going to get to know a mental illness.

　　Wang Yan can actually understand the customs and habits of various places. The older generation of the imperial capital called people like to be respected as "the Lord", but that was built on the basis of mutual respect and was essentially low-key and self-effacing.

　　 Now the character has changed a bit, and it is getting more and more rancid. Some people really regard themselves as their masters.

　　 don’t ask: Are you worthy?

　　 "Thank you, I'm fine."

　　 Wang Yan nodded to Huang Xu and thanked him.

　　 Of course, there was a hint of dissatisfaction and ridicule in his expression.

　　 The joy and anger are invisible, so easy to do.

　　 Huang Xu felt that he was not human inside and out, and he became more uncomfortable, and sat in the main driving unhappy.

　　 Wang Yan naturally didn't care what he thought, and leaned down to check Lin Weiwei's seat belt.

　　 The six-point seat belt was tied firmly, and Lin Weiwei was carefree and not nervous at all.

　　 "Oh, it's okay. The speed of this group of goods running on the track may not be as fast as I am on the high speed... Don't worry."

　　 The mouth is hard, but Lin Weiwei's heart is still very warm.

　　 Wang Yan didn't say much any more, but stepped aside and watched them drove to the track entrance.

　　 On 9/11, Lin Weiwei glanced at Huang Xu and suddenly asked, "Didn't you look at Wang Yanding? Why do you still speak for him?"

　　 Huang Xu's complexion was not very good, and he smiled and said: "Where is the matter? This guy is a nice guy."

　　 The typical counterpart is not right.

　　 In fact, Huang Xu is mainly afraid of Wang Yan's "unnecessary" background. After all, it is something he has made up in his brain, and he is convinced.

　　If there is no conflict of interest, try not to offend as much as possible.

　　 As for the words, the words should not be broken...

　　 The girl who is pursuing hard, is very close to another man, who is not angry?

　　 And the most jealous thing is that it's not just Lin Weiwei, the best friends beside Lin Weiwei think that Ya is better than us, and treat them brazenly. How depressed? !

　　 Huang Xu feels true in his heart, so although he knows Wang Yan's family's giant cow ratio, he has no intention of flattering.

　　 You a foreigner, why do you lick you?

　　 Anyway, don’t have an accident today. In the future, if you meet Chen Yuhang alone outside, it’s so good to be beaten!

　　……

　　Wang Yan took Fu Yushi and Nawu to the outside of the retaining wall of the circuit, watching the battle through a wire fence.

　　 The two girls are still angrily, especially Nawu, his face flushed with anger.

　　 "Who is that person? Why is that so lacking quality! I really want to scold him!"

　　Wu Fanlin, who was combing his broad-faced head, didn't stop, and went around and found that Wang Yan's girls here were of high quality, and he came over, just in time to hear Nawu's complaint.

　　 "Hi, buddy, what's the matter, still angry?!"

　　 Wu Fanlin smiled and greeted quite familiarly.

　　 "It's okay." Wang Yan shook his head.

　　 "If you want me to say, you really don't have to be familiar with Chen Yuhang."

　　Wu Fanlin looked around and lowered his voice: "Which circle hasn't two spoiled little babies? The family has money and people are not bad, just one mouthful, let's bear it, and it doesn't hurt."

　　 What am I doing for you?

　　 Wang Yan didn't want to talk about this kind of silly beep, it was a waste of time.

　　 Then the subject naturally changed: "Angkor, who is better in this?"

At the starting point of the 　　 loop, there are two cars in a row, a total of ten cars are parked, six of which are sports cars, and the other four should be modified cars.

　　 Mentioning this, Wu Fanlin laughed dumbly.

　　 "Brother, we are just a lively rookie running on a low-difficulty field, who is good? With a small technical gap, who has the best car and who is good!"

　　 "Xuzi's 911, you know, GT3, the king of road racing performance, plus more than 210 options."

　　 "The 911 next to Chen Yuhang's, GT3RS, made its world premiere at the Geneva Motor Show in March this year. This car was ranked in the top 10 in the Imperial City. It's better than that!"

　　 The wide-faced head almost made no sound, but Wang Yan was at a loss.

　　 The two cars are both 911, and they are so immortal. They are all red. Wang Yan's eyes widened for a long time and he found that the rear wing sizes of the two cars seemed to be different.

　　 Other than that, what's the difference? !

　　 "That can be the same?!"

　　 Wide face and eyes widened.

　　 "Let me just say this: If Xuzi had not made light weight treatment for the whole car, and changed the competitive-style winch damper, there would be no need to put the two cars together!"

　　 Wang Yan’s feeling is just four words: Unknown Jue Li~www.readwn.com~Wu Fanlin knows cars among amateur players. When talking about various models, Wang Yan doesn’t hate this person and listens with gusto.

　　 Boy, he always lacks resistance to cars. Although I can only watch the excitement now, I know a little bit more. When I really set foot on the chariot in the future, I will be more calm.

　　 was chatting, a roar of engines exploded inside, and the game officially began.

　　 The circular circuit of the China Automobile Federation is very interesting. Although the road is very narrow, only 3 cars are allowed to run side by side, but after turning a right-angle turn, there is a straight 650 meters long.

　　 "Even though this is not good, that's not good, but this straight is really angry!"

　　 Wu Fanlin was full of praise for this.

　　 Wang Yan watched the sports cars roaring and accelerating after coming out of the corner. The explosion of the engine swelled the eardrums like a shock wave, and his heart was boiling with passion.

　　 The sport of racing is really cool...

　　 was exclaiming, the two red Porsches at the beginning had already increased their speed to more than 120 kilometers per hour. Looking over from the viewing area, they looked like two red flames, dragging out long phantom lights.

　　 At a speed of 30 meters per second, to cross a 650-meter straight, the real sprint time is only more than ten seconds.

　　 The rest of the distance should slow down and prepare to cut into the next corner.

　　 On the road track, drifting is nothing but gimmicks, and the loss of kinetic energy is too great. Real professional drivers try their best to get stuck on the outside track and cut corners at a large angle.

　　 Chen Yuhang and Huang Xu naturally understand this truth, and they have each prepared themselves.

　　 However, at this moment, a dark shadow flew in the sky.

boom!