The host was also extremely dark-faced, but according to the positioning above, Ning Fan seemed to have failed and was still following Ling Shuo.
"Fix it for me quickly!"
"Immediately, someone may have tripped the line."
At the same time, everyone no longer cares about the big screen, and even the positioning screen is not followed in real time.
So everyone ran to the finish line to wait. Is it Ning Fan or Ling Shuo?
Buzz…
The roar of the engine was heard in their ears. As the car lights appeared, everyone looked and saw that the tattered silver vehicle belonged to Ning Fan.
But Ling Shuo's car didn't come up for a long time, and he was really overtaken by Ning Fan?
"It's Xiaofan, Xiaofan's car crossed the line..." Jiang Yurou said happily.
With everyone stunned and shocked, Ning Fan crossed the finish line perfectly and won the final victory. Only then did everyone see Ling Shuo's car.
Everyone saw that Ling Shuo's car had a flat tire and could only drive up slowly.
"Impossible, my money..."
"Why does Ning Fan win? Why!"
Many people beat their chests and wished they could give themselves a slap in the face. They all bought that Ning Fan would not win, and now that Ning Fan has won, their money is gone.
The only stranger who could laugh was the young man who was forced to be a banker. Even if he gave Shangguan Xiang ten times the money, he would have made a fortune.
"Win, win, hahaha..."
Mo Ziyu didn't care about money, so she hurried over to see her car.
The result is that the car has been changed beyond recognition and repair is no longer possible. At most, the parts can be dismantled and purchased.
"Ning Fan, please pay for my car."
Ning Fan scratched his head and said innocently: "I will drive your car properly. You go find the foreigner. I believe you saw it in the picture. It's none of my business."
"You..." Mo Ziyu hurriedly checked again and discovered that there was a groove under the driver's seat similar to a footprint.
Ning Fan hurriedly left, came to Jiang Yurou and others, and said, "How was it?"
"Fan, that's awesome. I didn't expect you to be a racing expert. You're awesome."
"We were really scared to death just now. Xiaofan, how did you stabilize yourself when the car was rolling?" Situ Yanran asked.
Ning Fan smiled and said: "It's nothing, I just stamped my foot and the car body stabilized."
It was indeed very thrilling at that time. Ning Fan stamped his foot on the chassis of the car, and the powerful force stopped the rolling inertia.
"You win, that car is yours." Ling Shuo threw the car keys over and prepared to leave.
Several people wanted to know the reason for Ling Shuo's loss, and asked if the flat tire was caused by Ning Fan.
Qiao Sen didn't know where he had gone for a long time, but the sports car he took out as a bet also belonged to Ning Fan.
"Mo Ziyu, I'll treat that car as compensation for you. Don't trouble me."