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Yan Qing was immediately amused by Xiao Rongrong's arrogant attitude, and the face with a little anger was smiling at this moment, picking on the beautiful brows and clapping his hands directly. +++ Mobile reading visit m.readwn.com

"Okay! If you can make Wang Jinlin call my dad today, I will not lose 50 million of it!"

From the first time I saw Xiao Qingrong at an underground casino, Yan Qing felt that this man was by no means as harmless as he saw it. He believed that Xiao Qingrong would definitely win if he could say such a thing.

"Yes! Qing Rong is right, if you can win today, I will also press 10 million! Just to see someone kneel on the ground and call my father!" Li Sixin also lively, glanced at Wang Jinlin aside, since this is new Brothers dare to say such things, there must be two brushes, maybe they are secret weapons of affection?

Holding the helmet, Wang Jinlin also heard Xiao Qingrong's words, and came to Xiao Qingrong with disdain, but found that the man was taller than himself, and his instinct was straight (chest xiong).

"Huh? This is a new face? I haven't seen it ~" He looked up and down Xiao Qingrong. "Little brother, brother, I'll give you a piece of advice. Don't make a fuss about it. This money has a life to earn, and it must have Minghua is right, right? "

With threatening (sexual) words full of warnings, Wang Jinlin narrowed his eyes, with a bit of cruelty.

Just at that glance, Wang Jinlin determined that the Xiao Qingrong in front of him was definitely not in their circle. This face was too strange and did not have any familiarity. It was estimated that it was just fun brought about by affection.

Such an ordinary person, Wang Jinlin is naturally inconspicuous. Well, this car, what happens on the field (fa), it is all people do not want, if anyone has a problem on the field, lack of arms and legs That's normal, isn't it?

Xiao Qingrong only set his sight on Wang Jinlin at this time. His height of 188 is overlooking Wang Jinlin, and he suddenly smiled. This Qingxiu's face was still a little childish and (dry gan) clean and innocent.

"Are you threatening me?"

There was a bit of doubt in his eyes, as if asking for the meaning of Wang Jinlin, making Wang Jinlin look down on this weak ordinary person like Xiao Baiyang, and smiled deeper.

"How is that? I just think that you have to pay more attention to safety in this arena. Otherwise, you will be very careful ~"

Wang Jinlin was talking, but he wanted to take a picture of Xiao Qingrong's (chest xiong) mouth, but unfortunately, his hand had not been stretched yet. The next moment, I saw that Xiao Qingrong's hand on the side did not know when it was blocked. (Chest xiong) Mouth, with clear bones, on jaw-like fingers, holding a short scalpel at this time, aimed at Wang Jinlin's palm.

For a moment, Yan Qing's eyes brightened, and his eyes fell on the silver scalpel of Xiao Qingrong's left hand. Thinking of those people's news below, it was said that the wounds on the hands of the four people who had been disabled were obvious, and they were professionally operated. The knife cut off the tendons on the hand, which requires the parties to control the human body and the scalpel to a very abnormal level.

"I also think you'd better not move now, or ... you might be killed."

He smiled, with a bit of unwillingness on his face. The scalpel held in his hand made people around him wonder why he was nervous. Although everyone may not recognize it as a scalpel, they also understand that it is a sharp weapon. .

"You!" Wang Jinlin moved his hand uncontrollably. As a result, a pain in his palm immediately struck him, and he immediately retracted his right hand. As a result, he saw that there was a scratch in his palm, and his instinctual anger was suddenly felt. When it struck, Xiao Qingrong looked up with glaring eyes.

But Xiao Qingrong was very leisurely at this moment. He stood there, only a little more than a centimeter of the scalpel had been rotated back and forth on his left hand, leaving only the afterglow of the knife light, giving people an inexplicable Oppression.

The people around held their breath and were afraid to speak, but Yan Qing stood out directly, right next to Xiao Qingrong.

"Hey ~ angry? Master Wang, you're hurt before you can do that. What will happen if it affects your performance later? You said that your hand was hurt. Will it affect you to call my father?" He A pair of phoenix eyes seemed to smile at this moment, with a little ridicule, and returned all the words of Wang Jinlin before.

He did not want to let Wang Jinlin get angry with Xiao Qingrong. If everyone saw Xiao Qingrong's abolition of Wang Jinlin in this kind of place, then the Wang family would be angry, but he could not protect Xiao Qingrong.

Sure enough, Wang Jinlin's hatred value was attracted away by his face, he held his injured hand, and gritted his teeth.

"Yanqing! I want to see, how do you fox friends and dogmates win me!" Turning away without saying a word, this can be regarded as letting go of harsh words.

Since Yan Qing and others have made an appointment with Wang Jinlin for a while to wait for a car race, the group can only return to the lounge to change clothes. After all, generally, playing casually is different from racing with others. With all the safety measures in place, there is no way to guarantee all safety. They have professional racing clothing in the Super Running Club.

After entering the room, Yan Qing asked the waiter to bring his custom racing suit to Xiao Qingrong.

"This is the racing suit I ordered before. I haven't worn it yet, you should change it." Since I chose to believe, Yan Qing would not say much. After I gave the clothes to Xiao Qingrong, I started to change clothes.

All of them were big men, and everyone didn't feel embarrassed. They all started to take off their clothes and changed their racing suits. There were also a few helpful service staffs there. Li Sixin kept changing his mouth while changing his clothes.

"Qing Rong, can you win? Wang Jinlin's team has participated in international racing and won prizes. Last time we lost to the champion of his team. This guy never knew to go it alone. With the team's glorious power, I look down on it! "

"Just shut up! Qing Rong said that he can win, he can definitely win." Yan Qingyi glanced at Li Sixin and hated Li Sixin's crow's mouth.

"Yes, Yan Qing has said it. If you win, Qingrong, I will add five million. Later, I bet Wang Jinlin's kid will definitely bet on the market. How about it?" Jiang Xingnan also turned his head and said, There is no shortage of these five million, but compared to five million, he is more curious about Xiao Qingrong.

"I also press five million." Pei Zuqing naturally did not want to be bullied, and changed his clothes and was trying on with a helmet. This time, it is best to win.

When Yan Qing saw the brothers so supportive, he smiled cheerfully, but still said.

"That's good. If Qing Rong wins, I will give 50 million in private. I will bet another 10 million to bet we can win. If we make money, everyone will play together!"

This money is nothing to the Yan family, but the tone of Yan Qing's inability to swallow it. Seeing it as a woman's play by Wang Jinlin, he can't bear it.

Xiao Qingrong didn't speak and asked the service staff to organize his clothes, and he was not nervous about the upcoming game.

Just when the two teams were changing clothes, the entire Super Running Club had already notified of this match. Generally, this kind of regular competition between the two teams, the Super Running Club would open a bet and let the members of the club press the bet. The winning team will receive 20% of the entire market, and many people knew when they lost last time.

In the lounge on the side of Wang Jinlin, everyone changed their clothes. In addition to Wang Jinlin, in fact, there was no one who could compete with the Yan family in his family, but he was famous by the honor of driving a car. Wang Jinlin was in the team. Funding.

"I'll tell you, wait and see what the new kid is driving and get me!"

"Wang Shao rest assured that he won't even think about driving in this life."

"Yes! Wang Shao, you can just watch it with confidence. I and Azhe will be able to handle it."

At this point, Wang Jinlin's palms no longer bleed. I can think of just being humiliated in public. Wang Jinlin couldn't swallow this breath. Naturally, he wanted to get revenge on the racing circuit. But on this racing circuit, heeding fate, no one can save him!

Thinking of the price that that arrogant kid would pay, Wang Jinlin felt cool!

It didn't take long for the team brought by Wang Jinlin and Yan Qing to enter the field. At this time, many spectators were sitting in the stands of the club. When they saw the two teams, they were all excited. Nope.

Wang Jinlin's team has always been blue and white (color). With the roar of the engine of the car, the unusually cool blue (color) sports car is coming from the backcourt, and it seems to be driving forward, and beside it, the red (color) ) The sports cars are not far behind, sprinting in parallel to increase the horsepower. At the Bai □□ line, they stopped there tacitly. The supercars of the supercar club are all transformed sports cars. They are all cool. Abnormal, although the colors are similar, the shapes can be more cool than one.

For a moment, the audience at the scene gave out a wild cheer, and the hot atmosphere infected the entire venue. The 360-degree surround display screen projected everyone in the two teams into the display screen.

The Wang Jinlin team racer who has participated in the race before has naturally caused cheers. The overly beautiful appearance of Yan Qing is naturally surprising. Among these people, when Xiao Qingrong's strange face appeared in the center of the big screen, Everyone just felt that breathing stopped for a moment.

I saw that on the big screen, the man in the red and white racing suit did not wear a helmet, but instead drank a cigarette, his thin lips biting the cigarette looked inexplicable (sexual), a pair of light gray (color) At this moment, the eyes were indifferent like a blade, and seemed to penetrate everyone's heart at once.

Everyone saw Xiao Qingrong holding the steering wheel in one hand, holding a cigarette in the other hand, and spit out a ring of smoke. It was unexplained, but it made people feel more excited. A fierce shout burst out in the audience. The screaming sound was like breaking through the clouds, making Wang Jinlin's face dark.

In the expectation of everyone, the hot racing baby took the red (color) flag to the front of all vehicles, and then at the moment when everyone was confined, they bent down and squatted down, and the flag quickly waved down. The starting supercar rushed out ...