After watching Wu Chi stamp his scrawled name with non-repudiation credentials, the fat man snorted coldly and said, "I hope you are far away!"
"Of course it goes without saying." Wu Chi smiled, then turned to look at Zixuan, a wicked smile flashed in his eyes, "Zixuan, didn't you say you want to sit in the car of the car god and experience the extreme speed?
The pleasure?"
A look of surprise flashed across Zixuan's face, and everyone else was shocked when they heard this.
In their eyes, it would be good for this man who didn't know how to promote himself to keep himself from being in the last place. Unexpectedly, he didn't know the current affairs and shamelessly let Zixuan, who owns a golden Ferrari, sit in his car.
In the car.
If everyone hadn't seen that Wu Chi and 'Brother Speed' were incompatible, they would have definitely thought that Wu Chi was deliberately helping 'Brother Speed'. If there was no racing goddess, then there would basically be no suspense about the championship.
To everyone's surprise, Zixuan actually drove the car to the side of the road and parked it. She herself got out of the Ferrari and walked towards Wu Chi's BMW Z4. Her fiery red hair was shining in the blurred lights and night.
It was so bright and eye-catching that everyone present could not help but focus on her.
'Brother Speed' looked at this scene and felt even more jealous.
It wasn't until Wu Chi's BMW Z4 closed the door that everyone suddenly turned around and woke up.
"What's wrong with Zixuan?"
"Isn't it possible that he was drugged by that man?"
"Maybe that man really has a few brushes?"
"If you have a few brushes, you won't drive a BMW Z4 over here."
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"Didn't you say you wanted to compete with me?" Zixuan frowned as she sat in the passenger seat on Wu Chi's right.
"You can't even beat him, so what qualifications do you have to beat me?" Wu Chi smiled scornfully, without any regard for Zixuan's feelings.
When Zixuan heard this, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes, but she instantly returned to her original state, "Don't tell me, you want to beat him with your BMW Z4?"
"Of course!" Wu Chi smiled relaxedly, his tone unquestionable.
"Don't you know how big the gap is between your BMW Z4 and his car?"
"So what if there's a gap? I'll still beat him."
"Hmph!" Zixuan snorted coldly and said nothing. Wu Chi had another arrogant impression in her mind.
"Actually, you know that I will beat him, otherwise you wouldn't get in my car." Wu Chi smiled and continued: "How about a bet between the two of us?"
"What bet?"
"If I win, just smile for me." Wu Chi stared at Zixuan's pretty face, with tenderness clearly in his eyes. Of course, this is Wu Chi's specialty when chasing girls.
Seeing Wu Chi staring at her so intensely, even though Zixuan was so cold and arrogant, she couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, "Why?"
"Because I want the woman who gave her first time to me to be happy." Wu Chi said shamelessly, you have taken away your virginity, can you still be happy?
"I have long since lost my happiness!"
"Is it so painful to be my woman?"
"I have nothing to do with you." Zixuan said coldly.
"Then if you invite me here, you have to give me some reward after all, right? Is it so difficult to ask you to smile?"
"Okay! If you win, I will laugh at you."
"Haha, it's a deal!" Wu Chi smiled brightly, his joy was like a child getting his favorite toy. It seemed that making Zixuan happy was Wu Chi's biggest purpose today.
Seeing Wu Chi's expression, Zixuan suddenly felt that the closed door of her heart was inexplicably opened a gap, and warm sunlight was projected in.
"Look, the car doesn't drive like you did before. I'm just going to demonstrate it for you this time." Wu Chi smiled, no longer looking at Zixuan, but focused on looking ahead.
At this moment, Wu Chi has a serious charm. For Wu Chi, who always laughs and has fun in life, this is a super rare thing.
"Dear viewers, in this month's competition, the 'Speed' brother from TW is undoubtedly a strong dark horse. He has won the championship in four consecutive competitions, and we have always been the 'goddess' of racing.
Zixuan can only be ranked runner-up. The new month is about to begin, so in the new schedule, will Brother Speed continue to win the championship? Let us wait and see! Handsome guys and beauties, dance your bodies and beat you
Idol, let's roar with passion!" The commentator's passionate words had just finished. The tall beauty standing on the central zebra crossing inside the asphalt put down the two flags in her hands at the same time.
Five sports cars of different colors, red, yellow, blue, green and black, suddenly flew out like arrows. The quick reaction speed of the drivers amazed the onlookers. Many people whistled in their mouths.
Wave the pennant in your hand and cheer for the players you support.
A few seconds later, the white BMW Z4 caught up with him, neither hurriedly nor impatiently. Compared with the five cars in front, it looked like an old man taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard.
"BMW Z4, it really made me laugh to death."
"It shouldn't be so slow. It must be the driver."
"It seems we have nothing to worry about. After all, the dark horses are just a few people."
"Grandma, I came today to see how the goddess Zixuan defeated Brother 'Speed' to win the championship. Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin came out in the middle. All the money I spent on him automatically went to this guy's head.
.500,000!”
"Who says it's not the case? Fortunately, I bet on Brother Speed. Although the odds are low, it's good to make money."
"Oh, if I had known I would have imprisoned him in the first place." The man sighed sadly, full of resentment towards Wu Chi, and he was already prepared to lose half a million yuan.
It can be seen from the burst of ridicule and criticism from the onlookers that Wu Chi's BMW Z4 is very unpopular. It is like a lizard living among snakes and is not of the same category at all.
"Listener friends, the yellow Maserati was far ahead from the start, nearly ten meters ahead of the red Zonda F in second place. 'Speed Brother' really lived up to expectations. The green Lamborghini ranked third, fourth and fifth respectively.
The black Mercedes-Benz and the blue Porsche Boxster. Of course, the white BMW Z4 that was added at the end ranked last, about fifteen meters away from the penultimate blue Porsche Boxster. I don’t know why our racing car
Goddess Zixuan would choose to sit in his car. Compared with many people, I am as sorry as me! I hope God bless that the BMW Z4 will not always be in the last place."
The announcer broadcast the starting conditions of the racers through the loudspeakers in different stands, and the racers also knew this information.
Brother 'Speed' in yellow, who was ranked first, listened to the news coming from the headset, his brows suddenly widened, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "You still want to fight me at this level, huh!"