"Luo Qi's strength is unparalleled! She is the well-deserved car king!"
The new fans of No. 85 Bao Lelin looked nervous, and they couldn't help but start blessing her silently in their hearts.
Qi Zhechen stood in the stands and felt that his heart was numb from this assistant.
He just watched her crash into the car like crazy, and even hit her twice.
He couldn't help but sweat for her, and he was ready to rush down to the stands to save others.
But she was... safe and sound.
Before he could take a breath, he saw her crashing into a car again...
His heart almost stopped and he almost forgot to breathe...
What a sin! If he continues like this, he suspects that he was not forced to death by work or forced into marriage by his father, but by being scared to death by his assistant.
This girl usually seemed so well behaved, why didn't he realize that she was going crazy on her own!
So terrifyingly crazy!
Let alone a girl, even a grown man wouldn't dare to hit her like this, right?
There were beads of sweat on Lin Tang's forehead. He couldn't imagine if Bao Lelin had any problems here, whether the Lin family would be angered by Qi Zhechen.
This Assistant Lin...is really not an ordinary woman!
Are her courage made of iron?
Mr. Lin's face also turned pale, he was simply frightened by Bao Lelin.
The two female secretaries hugged each other, their eyes constantly wandering, "Wow! Assistant Lin is so handsome!"
"Wow, how can she be so brave?"
"It's really fierce!"
"awesome!"
They are really Bao Lelin's little fans.
When Bao Lelin saw Luo Qi throw away her in an instant, she was not in a hurry, but her eyes flashed slightly and she said to herself, "Has your hidden strength finally been exposed now?"
Seeing the distance between her and Luo Qi getting farther and farther, it seemed as if Luo Qi could win the championship directly, but she had no hope.
Suddenly, something unexpected happened.
I saw that the speed of the old locomotive suddenly picked up, and it seemed to be more than twice as fast as before. It reached a terrifying speed, and there was a terrible sound coming from the locomotive, as if
It is the stubborn beast making its final struggle and its final resistance.
His whole body exudes the aura of a hero who is still young but never loses his temper!
OMG!
Everyone was shocked!
This dilapidated old motorcycle can still emit such a terrifying momentum?
Is there any mistake?
Try, who in the world can drive an old shabby car with such momentum? At such speed?
Except for the sports car God S from back then!
That female car goddess back then!
"Oh my god! I can't help but think of that female car goddess S from twenty or thirty years ago.
!”
"What the hell, that's Ruan Su! The car god Ruan Su!"
"Yes, yes, this No. 85 has her own style!"
"It's really awesome! I was so excited that I almost burst into tears! I'm so excited, it's really exciting! So exciting!"
But at this time, Luo Qi was secretly happy that she finally got rid of No. 85, right?
However... just when she looked in the rearview mirror, she was shocked!
This scene is something she will never forget for the rest of her life!
She saw the dilapidated motorcycle speeding towards her crazily at an extreme speed!
The speed is as fast as lightning, and the entire car body is almost invisible, only an afterimage is seen!
So perverted!
It’s so perverted that you can’t even look at it!
"This... how is this possible? How can it be so fast? This is simply not the speed this car can reach!" Luo Qi was really panicked.
She never thought that she would be caught up by such a novice and a broken car.
She originally thought that Bao Lelin would not catch up.
But now...the facts are before our eyes.
And she watched helplessly as the dilapidated motorcycle got closer and closer to her!
The gap between the two of them is also narrowing, narrowing, and narrowing!
The distance is really, really close!
Qi Zhechen stared at Bao Lelin who was driving the motorcycle for a moment. She looked heroic and heroic. She was leaning forward. Her tall and slender figure was extremely graceful, but her aura was not inferior to anyone else.
She could ride a thousand troops all by herself!
This... is obviously just an old motorcycle!
She is extremely dazzling, eye-catching, and she is the focus of the audience.
He had never noticed that she was so beautiful, she was so beautiful!
Extraordinarily attractive!
Soon, Bao Lelin's car was only about fifty or sixty meters away from Luo Qi.
"how could it be possible?"
"I really can't believe it."
"Isn't it too extraordinary?"
"I...I...I have completely become a fan of No. 85."
The audience present were all shocked, amazed and in disbelief.
Many of them are motorcycle enthusiasts and usually race enthusiasts, but they have watched so many races and have never seen any one as exciting and thrilling as today's one.
It was simply a game they would never forget.
A dilapidated locomotive, a locomotive that has not been modified, a locomotive that no one uses, and is disliked by everyone.
Boo hoo, we are actually competing for first place now!
Actually want to compete for the car king!
Luo Qi saw that the dilapidated motorcycle behind her was about to catch up with her. She became anxious. There was sweat on her forehead inside the helmet. If she lost today, she would never be able to compete in the racing world again.
Already.
Who would still invite her? Who would still sign her?
She could no longer hold her head up and her entire racing career was ruined.
What would those fans think of her? What would investors think of her? What would the audience think of her?
She simply couldn't imagine it.
He was the king of motorcycles, but he lost to a junky old motorcycle and a newcomer.
It's so embarrassing! She can't bear the consequences.
"I can't lose, I absolutely can't lose!" Luo Qi only had this thought in her heart. She stepped on the gas station with all her strength and held the handlebars tightly with both hands.
However, Bao Lelin's speed was so fast that she couldn't even see clearly.
"Finally is coming soon. I must persist. If I keep the gap of tens of meters, I will win!" Luo Qi looked at the final not far away. As long as she persisted for about half a minute, she would reach the finish line.
!
She wins!
She gritted her teeth and kept cheering herself up.
However, Bao Lelin's motorcycle still passed her.
That dilapidated old car actually passed her!
Her mind went blank. How could it be possible?
Seeing Bao Lelin riding that broken motorcycle in front of her, Luo Qi's entire face was filled with disbelief and turned pale.
She was caught up?
Was she surpassed?
No, it's impossible! No, she doesn't believe it!
Thousands of spectators watched as driver No. 85 Bao Lelin rushed to the finish line~!
"Mom! It's actually No. 85!"
“No. 85 is awesome!”
"Mom! My eyes can't believe it."
"It's actually true~! Isn't it so exciting?"
"No. 85 actually won, ah ah!"
Bao Lelin's broken car reached the finish line first.
The whole place suddenly burst into cheers, screams, cheers, and applause. The whole place was boiling, like a boiling cauldron.
Everyone became excited and excited.
Although this is just an amateur competition, it is second only to the official competition, especially the car king Luo Qi! She actually lost to a novice and a broken motorcycle!
Bao Lelin slowly raised her long legs, got off the motorcycle, and then slowly took off her helmet. Her long hair like a waterfall instantly poured down. She shook her hair, and a gust of night wind blew. She was as beautiful as a god.
Descend to earth.
She was about to raise her feet towards the podium
As she walked, a figure suddenly rushed over, and a pair of strong arms hugged her tightly.
The man's hoarse voice rang in her ears, "Are you crazy? Are you crazy? If there is something wrong with you..."
Qi Zhechen couldn't imagine that scene. She was knocked out, her head was broken and bleeding...
His heart was still in his throat when he saw that she finally reached the finish line safely.
He didn't even realize that she had won. He subconsciously rushed down from the stands, rushed in front of her, and subconsciously held her tightly in his arms.
It seems that only in this way can I feel that she is real, she is alive, and she is safe.
Bao Lelin was trapped in his arms by his iron-like arms, almost suffocating her.
She twisted her body, her mind was a little out of control.
What?
Her boss?
Are you holding her tightly?
Their relationship isn't that close, right?
Is this man crazy?
Hug her hard in front of so many people?
She coughed lightly and tried to push the man away, "Mr. Zhe... I know you are very happy that I won, but... can you let me go first?"
Qi Zhechen was a little embarrassed when he heard this. Only then did he slowly come back to his senses. A blush appeared on Jun's face, "I, I'm just too worried about you. I'm afraid you'll get hurt."
So when he saw that she was safe, he was a little excited.
He didn't know why he was so worried about her...
Bao Lelin smiled at him, then stretched out her hand towards him, "Give me your glasses."
Qi Zhechen didn't want her to wear them, but when he thought that she looked so good without her glasses, many men would look at her... He hesitated and handed the glasses to her.
She put on her glasses and looked at Qi Zhechen and smiled.
"The God of Cars! The God of Cars descends to earth!"
"Car God! Car God No. 85!"
I don’t know who started shouting, and then everyone started shouting too.
The atmosphere at the scene was still very lively.
In fact, when Luo Qi's motorcycle reached the finish line, Bao Lelin followed closely behind her and became the second place.
But no one pays attention to her anymore, because in everyone's heart, she will always be number one!
She got out of the car like a clown, with an extremely ugly face. Her unconventional pink hair looked even more ridiculous.
Not long after, the third place, the fourth place... everyone arrived at the finish line one after another.
The finalists all arrived one by one.
"Now, please invite the champion and runner-up to the podium."
Bao Lelin, Luo Qi and the third place winner walked directly to the podium amidst the excited calls of the onlookers.
