When the time comes that he really loses everything, he will really be finished.
No one believed that Ning Fan would win the game, and Mo Ziyu even bought one million.
Shangguan Xiang frowned, took out his bank card, threw it over, and said calmly: "Three million for Ning Fan."
"Xiang Yi, are you stupid? I admit that Ning Fan is indeed a bit powerful, but it is too difficult to win the game." Mo Ziyu said.
"Isn't it over yet? Let's see again."
The man who was forced to open the business immediately put away his bank card and shouted: "You have made a purchase and left, and you are not allowed to regret it."
"You're done. I really don't understand why you bought Ning Fan to win. It's simply impossible."
"Just watch it. Besides, three million is nothing. It's okay."
"Okay, whatever you want, you will lose anyway."
Mo Ziyu had just sat down to drink a glass of wine when suddenly a drop of rain hit his face.
"It's going to rain so soon. Seriously, put up the tent quickly." Mo Ziyu shouted.
It's raining, and everyone can only hide in their cars or cling to tents to watch. The rain is getting heavier and heavier. It must be very interesting on the track.
"It's raining. Let's go back to the car and watch it on our mobile phones."
"Yeah!" Chen Hao and the other two quickly returned to the car and watched the live broadcast on their mobile phones.
At the same time, Ning Fan looked at the raindrops dripping on the windshield and said speechlessly: "Why is it raining? I wonder how the tires of this car are?"
"Xiaofan, why don't you drive slower? This is a sports car that should have good grip, but drive carefully on slippery roads in the rain."
"Yurou, it seems that you have gradually gotten used to it. Let's start to speed up. There is a flat road ahead." Ning Fan said.
"What?"
Buzz——
Ning Fan didn't want to lose the race. He dared to do things that others didn't dare to do. This rainy day was also a good opportunity for Ning Fan to overtake.
The engine roared again, and large raindrops continued to hit the windshield, making a dense "tapping" sound.
Even if the wipers were turned on to the maximum, the visibility was still very low. Jiang Yurou could only choose to believe Ning Fan.
Sure enough, because of the rain, all the vehicles had slowed down. If they accidentally skidded and flew out, it would be over.
"Fake..."
Qiao Sen even swore angrily, no matter what level of driving prowess you are, encountering such a rainy road is always a headache.
In order to continue the race, I had no choice but to reduce the speed and keep it within 100 miles that I could control.
"What the hell." Ling Shuo also had a face full of displeasure.
The twin brothers who came up town had no choice but to give up overtaking and followed Ling Shuo closely, waiting for the rain to subside before they could compete again.
The host watched the vehicles in front of him slow down, but a silver car continued to speed up.
"That's No. 10 Ning Fan's car. He actually accelerated in the heavy rain. Are you really not afraid of death?"
"My car..." Mo Ziyu felt heartbroken. If Ning Fan made a mistake, his car would be gone.
Chen Hao and the others were very solemn as they saw Ning Fan's car speeding quickly, passing the fifth place like lightning.
This speed has reached at least 200 miles, and he has no intention of slowing down and continues to plan to overtake.
"Damn it, are you so desperate? You wouldn't do it even on a gentle road, it's too cruel." The driver in fifth place was stunned.
Qiao Sen, who had been in fourth place, saw Ning Fan's car rushing up in the rearview mirror, and then sneered.