Climbing out of the nearly scrapped Porsche, the bald man walked to the Ford Mustang, opened the door, and farted. He sat in the front passenger seat.
"Let's go back first. We'll get someone to tow the car tomorrow.”The bald man said to the prostitute before closing his eyes to rest.
However, his thigh would still twitch from time to time, and he would still feel a bone-piercing pain. He gritted his teeth tightly and could not help but suck in a cold breath.
To him, tonight was a complete failure.
He didn't get the Ferrari, but the Porsche instead. He was also injured.
At the foot of Mount Qiu.
The starting line had already drawn a red line.
This was the starting point and also the end point.
A group of bikers surrounded the road, waiting for the results.
In their eyes, the result was obvious. The bald man's strength was quite famous on Mount Qiu. No one thought that he would lose.
Therefore, when they saw the shadow of a silver car at the intersection, many people subconsciously cheered.
A few seconds later, their cheering arms stopped awkwardly in the air, and they realized that they had guessed wrong.
The first silver car that rushed out was not a silver Porsche, but a silver-white Wuling Hongguang!
In an instant, everyone seemed to see the smiling expression on the handsome youth's face.
It was unbelievable!
Ferrari, Porsche, Ford Mustang, and Toyota AE86, four sports cars with superb performance, had actually lost!
He lost to a domestic van!
Han Shuo drove the Wuling Hongguang across the finish line and turned the car around.
This move made many people dumbfounded.
After stopping, he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of Wuling Hongguang.
A thin yellow-haired young man hesitated for a moment, then quickly ran over and looked around the van. He was so excited that he almost cried.
He was the owner of this Wuling Hongguang!
In the past, although Volkswagen Jetta often appeared in Mount Haruna, it had always been looked down upon by sports car owners.
It was not that there were no cases of Jetta challenging sports cars, but in the end, they all lost miserably.
Before today, no one would believe that a sports car would lose to a civilian car.
The appearance of this Wuling Hongguang completely subverted everyone's understanding.
In terms of performance, the Wuling Hongguang couldn't even compare to Volkswagen and Jetta.
Just a moment ago, Han Shuo was driving an ordinary Wuling Hongguang and was far ahead of the other four sports cars.
A minute later, the second car arrived.
The fiery red car made everyone guess that it was the little fatty's Ferrari.
The bald man and the other two were clearly in the lead when they started, but they lost to Wuling Hongguang and Ferrari in succession in the end?
What happened on the way?
Everyone could not help but guess.
Bang!
After stopping the car, Meng Tao quickly ran out.
A smile appeared on his face, and he was as happy as a 180-pound child.
"Brother Shuo!"
He ran to Han Shuo in one breath and panted slightly." How did you do it? I remember that you don't know how to drive?"”
"I don't know how to drive!" Han Shuo said matter-of-factly.
" Then, then just now..." Meng Tao was stunned. He had forgotten what he wanted to ask.
"You haven't seen a pig run before?!”Han Shuo smiled and patted him on the shoulder, then walked past him and returned the car keys to the yellow-haired youth.
" I haven't eaten pork before, but I haven't seen a pig run before…" Meng Tao stood where he was and muttered. Then, he suddenly jumped up." F * ck!" Was this Brother Shuo's first time driving?”
"Check the car and see if there's anything wrong with it.”
Han Shuo smiled at the yellow-haired youth.
"No…no need!" The blonde-haired young man was so excited that he was incoherent." It's my honor that you can drive my car!”
Han Shuo was a little embarrassed to be praised in front of him. Just as he was about to say a few polite words, he suddenly heard Meng Tao's footsteps running over from behind.
"Brother Shuo, you're a genius! Do you know that you are a genius?"
The little fatty shouted as he ran.
"..." Han Shuo turned around and moved his feet slightly to avoid Little Fatty Meng.
"The first time I drove, I couldn't even differentiate the clutch from the accelerator…Brother Shuo, compared to you, I'm really too stupid!”Meng Tao's saliva flew, and his eyes sparkled as he looked at Han Shuo.
If he didn't know that this fatty was straight, Han Shuo would have thought that he was interested in him.
"If you want to talk, then talk. Stay away from me!”
However, he still maintained a safe distance from Meng Tao.
What was wrong with this damn fatty, always leaning on people?
"Brother Shuo, you're not only a genius, you're also a racing god! If you can run like this in a Wuling Hongguang, I'll be angry with anyone who doesn't agree that you're the Racer God of Mount Haruna!!”
" Cough cough…keep a low profile, keep a low profile!" Han Shuo coughed dryly, wanting Meng Tao to lower his voice.
This guy didn't mind making a big deal out of it. His voice was so loud that everyone could hear him.
Initially, Han Shuo thought that the others would look at them as if they were watching two idiots acting together. However, he did not expect that their expressions were all mixed. There was even a trace of admiration in some of their eyes...
Among them, Meng Tao's gaze was the most intense.
Han Shuo really wanted to say to Meng Tao," Don't be a person worshiper!”
But after thinking about it, he decided against it.
After all, this was just a dream.
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