Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 105 Racing 2
The teammates encouraged each other: "You can win."

Although the teammates said so, everyone knew in their hearts that the opponent was tough, and it was really difficult to win this game.

At this moment, the game has officially started.

Qiao Yimo's eyes never left the screen, but she wanted to see how capable the racing boss in City B was.

She rested her chin, pouted her small mouth, and watched seriously.

On the screen, the two racing cars started at the same time and disappeared on the starting line together.

On the [-]th bend of the mountain road, He Xiang's car quickly passed Liu Zitao, and Liu Zitao's silver sports car was left far behind.

Everyone looked at the big screen and howled like a crazy beast:
"He Xiang is so handsome, no wonder Liu Zitao's girlfriend ran away with him."

"That's right, she's so handsome. If it were me, I would choose He Xiang."

Qiao Yimo heard the words, shook her head, and thought to herself: What's wrong with this society, the three views follow the five senses?What's more, this Liu Zitao is not bad, as far as this skill is concerned, he is a hundred times better than Mo Jun.

Enraged by the sound from the outside, Liu Zitao stepped on the gas pedal forward like a chicken blood.

Right now, his silver sports car managed to overtake He Xiang.

"Master He!" Everyone in the audience screamed, "That bastard is catching up."

The corners of He Xiang's mouth curled slightly, and his black eyes were depressed for a moment, looking at Liu Zitao's silver sports car in front of him.

He suddenly accelerated!
Two sports cars are chasing each other.

The people in the auditorium couldn't help holding their breath.

This strong visual impact seemed to rush out of the screen in the next second.

Who will win this competition?

He Xiang clenched the steering wheel with both hands and turned it quickly. He licked the corners of his mouth, as if victory was in sight.

Sure enough, his sports car surpassed Liu Zitao's silver sports car in an instant at an extremely fast speed.

The audience watched the scene calmly.

"Ah!" He won, He Xiang won. "

"Ah, so handsome!"

"Master He is really awesome!"

Qiao Yimo raised her eyebrows slightly, this He Xiang really has some tricks.

When Mo Jun saw that the person in charge of the race had lost, he and Leng Juan stepped forward to comfort the racer.

Qiao Yimo also followed.

In the arena, He Xiang hurriedly walked up to Liu Zitao.

He snorted softly, "Just your skill? Do you want to fight me too?"

The people around all laughed and said, "Is the racing technology in City S so bad?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's too rubbish, and there is no one in this arena who can fight with me?"

"No wonder my girlfriend was snatched away. It turns out that my skills are too bad!"

Liu Zitao clenched his fists tightly, lost the game, his girlfriend was also taken away, he was ashamed to see others.

"My defeated general, please shout "Grandpa" on Weibo for ten consecutive days. "

He Xiang didn't give Liu Zitao any face.

Liu Zitao almost died of anger when he heard these mocking words.

At this moment, a male voice broke the embarrassing scene, "Do you want the team members in my competition management to apologize to you?"

Leng tired voice is low and extremely dangerous.

Seeing that it was his boss, Liu Zitao bowed his head and said hello, "Young Master Mo, Master Tired!"

Hearing what Liu Zitao said, He Xiang narrowed his eyes and looked at the two men and a petite girl in front of him.

He Xiang didn't know who Leng Juan was at all, he sneered and said, "What? You people from S city won't admit defeat after betting?"

City B also followed He Xiang and laughed, "The people in City S are trash."

"I guess there must be no more than three people in City S who can defeat Master He Xiang."

"That Liu Zitao is too shameful."

Hearing the words, Leng Juan smiled coquettishly, and his thin lips curled up slightly, "Then shall I compare with you?"

After the words fell, Liu Zitao almost knelt down.

"Master Tired, absolutely not, how can I bother you?"

Mo Jun also took Leng Juan's hand, "Master Juan, don't be impulsive."

Although he knows Leng Juan's ability, it is more than enough to single out a congratulatory sound, but if he fails to keep everything in place on the field, he will not be injured.

If an accident happened, who would take care of such a large business as the Leng family?

Liu Zitao clenched his fists, looked at He Xiang, gritted his teeth and said, "Give us another week, if I lose in a week, it doesn't matter if I apologize to you for a year in a row."

"Puchi!" He Xiang couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, "Just you? Even if I give you a year, you still can't surpass me!"

Liu Zitao also snorted coldly, "Do you think you are very powerful? In the eyes of Ye Ying and An Ying, you are just trash."

Qiao Yimo was originally standing in the distance, but when she heard her code name, she froze for a moment.

However, she doesn't know who this "Shadow" is?

It used to be popular for a long time, but it retreated like her for a certain period of time.

It's not that He Xiang has never heard of Ye Ying.

"Night Shadow" and "Dark Shadow" are well-known people in the racing circle.

At that time, the identities of these two people were very confusing, and very few people knew who they were.

Or maybe the two were just a figment of the racing circuit.

Therefore, He Xiang didn't pay attention to these two people at all. He taunted: "Yeying and Anying are just a shrinking turtle. They haven't come out to participate in the competition for so many years. Do you think they died on the field?" gone?"

Everyone joked together: "That's right, what's so great about a turtle with a shrinking head?"

"My Young Master He Xiang is the most powerful!"

"Then that shrinking tortoise will be scared to death if he hears about our Young Master He's reputation."

"Maybe these two are grandchildren who haven't been weaned yet."

"Hahahahaha." He Xiang laughed and said disdainfully to Liu Zitao: "Grandson, grandpa will give you a week of preparation time. If you can call those two turtle grandchildren out for the competition, I will call you grandpa."

"If you lose to me again, or if you can't find the two grandsons, An Ying and Ye Ying, you can call me a year old grandpa."

"Garbage, call grandpa!"

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The voices of He Xiang and a group of people became fainter and weaker with the figure.

Liu Zitao stared fixedly at the hundreds of people, and swallowed hard his shattered silver teeth.

Mo Jun clenched his fist and thumped hard on the wall.

A trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, "This grandson, I will use some means to make him disappear in minutes."

Leng Juan patted Mo Jun on the shoulder, "Don't be arrogant, this kind of person is not worthy of the people of "Jiange".

Liu Zitao's girlfriend was snatched away, and the game was also lost. He squatted on the ground covering his face, crying, "It's all my fault, I'm the one who embarrassed the people of City S."

"What can we do! A week later, we're street rats in the racing circuit again."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh

Qiao Yimo tiptoed to peek inside, then shook her head helplessly.

Young, impulsive.

(End of this chapter)