Chapter 262 (1/2)

”Ah! Lost...”

”The corner was robbed, and it must be Pagani who won in the end.”

”There's no way. There are obviously people sitting in the co driver's seat of the modified car, and its performance is not as good as Kony... My God!!!”

”Ah ah!!!”

”Vertical shuttle!!!!!! ah ah!! I'm going crazy!!!”

In the screen, the modified car, which was originally backward and had no corners to borrow, pulled out a huge arc, and then stood up on its side.

It was squeezed between Pagani and the mountain wall and slipped through.

The splashing sparks make the whole screen almost invisible.

But this can't stop the madness of watching people.

”Ah ah ah ah!”

”It's the chariot God, it's the chariot God of Fengming mountain!!!!”

”Body invincible!!!”

The crowd burst into flames.

As the two cars drove past the finish line one after the other.

Everyone rushed up.

However, before they shouted ”God of the car” in unison, they saw the co driver's seat pushed away.

Feige climbed down from the car, jumped directly to the railing and began to vomit violently.

After they were stunned for a while, they burst into a burst of laughter.

”Brother Fei, this is really your car!”

”Are you ok? A racing man threw up in a car?”

”Ha ha ha, you can't afford to lose this man when you go out in the future, let alone our Fengmingshan racer.”

Brother Fei vomited for a while, took the water handed over by his younger brother, rinsed his mouth, and then scolded: ”go away. If you have the ability, go and sit down. Can ordinary people sit in his Fengming mountain chariot God's car? And do you have a chance to sit?”

As soon as brother Fei said this, the people were sour.

Then he woke up and turned his eyes to the two cars.

The next moment, Pagani's driver's door opened and a tall figure came down from it.

The man wore sunglasses and masks on his face, which made people can't see his face clearly.

But only by looking at the style of the whole body and the clothes on the body, you know that it must come from an extraordinary origin.

The man walked to the modified car and knocked on the driver's door.

A low magnetic voice came from under the mask: ”I'm convinced that I lost this race. I don't know if I have a chance to know us... The God of cars in Fengming mountain.”

The door was finally opened.

Looking at the figure coming down, the man slightly widened his eyes, ”Miss Xia?”

Xia Shengge narrowed his eyes and recognized the person who had just compared with her, ”Qiu Tianyu?”

”It's me.” Qiu Tianyu lowered his voice and approached her. ”It's hard to wrap it like this for me. Miss Xia, you can recognize me.”

Suddenly, he pulled off his mask and took off his sunglasses.

Seeing Xia Shengge's eyebrows, he smiled and said, ”you don't disguise anymore. What else do I disguise?”

In fact, this group of people who play racing really care little about the entertainment industry.

Most importantly, both Xia Shengge and Qiu Tianyu only sing, not act.

So in front of people who don't care about the entertainment industry, their songs may have been heard in the streets, but their appearance may not be well known by most people.

Even if several people recognize that they look like stars, they all think it's their own illusion.

After all, no star can play the car better than a professional racer.