When Jiang Siming walked towards the entrance, he accidentally saw a few strange figures. It should be said that they were people whose temperament was incompatible with his own dress, and they were all women.
One of the women was wearing a mask and walked with her head lowered, as if she was afraid of being recognized.
But his eyes were looking around, and his blue eyes were full of curiosity, as if he had never seen such a scene before, as if Sun Wukong had just entered the mortal world and caused trouble.
Jiang Siming noticed a hint of familiarity in her eyes, as if he had seen this woman before somewhere.
Jiang Siming wanted to brainstorm some more, but the woman had already walked over with his companion, so he didn't bother to think more.
It happened that Wei Shen and the others had already arrived, and several young men shouted excitedly when they saw so many luxury cars.
The car they are driving now is the best car owned by Weishen, but it is just a car costing more than one million yuan.
Put here, it's no different from a beggar car.
"Lao Jiang, do you really want to race a car? Are you sure you can race a car? This is not driving." Wei Shen still wanted to confirm.
Driving and racing are two completely different concepts.
People who have been driving for decades may not be as good as the most ordinary professional racing driver, but the most ordinary professional racing driver is definitely a good driver!
Racing is too difficult and very dangerous. Weishen is afraid that if Jiang Siming is accidentally injured, he will become angry.
Jiang Siming smiled after hearing this, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Ah Wei, don't worry, you'll be watching closely later to see how I take down that poison car."
"Poison? What poison?" Wei Shen doesn't know about poison yet. It's probably that this car is too high-level. He hasn't encountered it yet, and they will never understand it either.
"It's just a car, the bet for tonight's championship." Jiang Siming explained.
"What kind of car is so attractive? It's poison, right? How much is that car worth? Ten million?"
Jiang Siming stretched out two fingers.
"Twenty million, that's not bad."
Jiang Siming shook his head and said, "It's two hundred million."
Hiss~
Several people gasped. No wonder Jiang Siming was so keen on this competition. There was an individual contest tomorrow and he came to compete in the evening.
"Lao Jiang, have you ever run the road here? If you don't have any experience at all, it would be a big loss." Wei Shen asked.
Jiang Siming smiled confidently and said, "An, they are all noobs. Even if they run every day, they can't outrun me."
Regarding Jiang Siming's confidence, they really didn't know what to say, they could only give encouragement and encouragement.
After chatting with them for a while, it was almost time for the competition. Jiang Siming asked them to wait and watch, then turned around and came to the parking lot, and drove the car to the entrance of the track in accordance with the regulations.
Mont Saint-Michel is a famous racing mountain track in Paris. Not only does it have extremely difficult nine consecutive turns, it is also designated by the city government as a place for professional racing competitions.
Therefore, no matter when racing in this place, you can ensure that no one is on the road. However, this place is also very risky, and many lanes are close to cliffs.
There are several accidents involving vehicle crashes every year, but it is precisely because of the excitement here that many racing drivers prefer to come here to experience it.
In Jiang Siming's eyes, this is a bit like the Qiu Mingshan Circuit, which also has mountain roads, famous curves and deadly cliffs.
However, he has never raced Akinayama, let alone Mont Saint-Michel, but he has professional racing skills and he is confident that he is better than any top racing driver in the world.
Besides, his physical fitness, reaction, hand speed and judgment are not comparable to ordinary people.
So are they competing with him?
Sports cars drove to the racing gate one after another, and according to the order, everyone had their own place.
There are a total of 11 cars in this competition. It is impossible to compete with so many cars at once, so they are divided into several groups, and then the top three in each group are determined and compared together.
Jiang Siming is in the third group, so he doesn't need to drive the car yet, he can just wait in the car.
Bored while waiting, Jiang Siming lit a cigarette and waited leisurely for the other two groups to finish.
Each group's competition is very fast, because there is only one lap of opportunity, but waiting for the finals is five laps.
The first group started the competition. As the competition gun fired, a car roared forward. Everyone wanted to seize the opportunity.
The lap was also very fast, and within five minutes a car appeared. It was a cool silver Koenigsegg.
This car left behind the second-placed Bugatti by several hundred meters and sealed the victory in advance.
Jiang Siming asked Xiaoxian to check the identity of the man in the car, and the information he got was a bit surprising. He was actually a well-known professional racing driver and was known as the French Car God.
In the second group, there is also a very fast character. This person drives an Aston Martin and goes out equally fast.
Xiaoxian reported that this man is also a professional racing driver and has won many championships.
Jiang Siming understood after seeing the two people chatting happily with a noble man from the organizer at the front after the competition.
These two people are actually friends of this noble man, and their purpose is to keep his poison and earn the registration fee without losing the prize.
In this way he is the biggest winner, which can be seen in many competitions.
It's just that Jiang Siming is very disdainful, and he still insists on this car.
After the first two groups finished competing, they came to the third group. Jiang Siming drove the car to the starting point of the track.
His position is not very good, he is on the outside, and the car closest to the inside has the advantage, because your distance is shorter than others.
In fact, according to the rules, Jiang Siming should be a little further forward on the outside, which is only fair.
However, he doesn't expect this kind of pheasant-level non-professional racing, and it doesn't matter.
The third group of games is about to begin.
The roar of more than twenty supercars and the cheering cheers of thousands of onlookers formed a sleepless mountain at this night.
"Princess, we should go back."
"Yes, princess. If you are discovered if you don't go back, the queen will definitely be very angry."
In the crowd, several women gathered around a woman wearing a mask and whispered.
And this girl wearing a mask finally came out, so naturally she didn't want to go back so soon.
"I promise you, I will go back when this game is over, okay?" The girl was not very arrogant, but used a pleading tone.
Her good upbringing means that she will never have any rude tone towards outsiders or even servants.
After hearing this, several maids couldn't bear to refuse, so they had no choice but to agree.
The girl thanked her happily and continued to watch this blood-filled game.
"Ames, I heard that you know a lot about racing. Can you explain it to me? Who has the hope of winning the championship?" the girl asked.
A maid explained: "There are only two groups competing for the time being. I can't predict the princess, but at first glance, the first and second groups are professional racing drivers." (To be continued)