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Chapter 92 Xenophobia?

Knowing that Wang Hongchao's driving skills were really not that good, he didn't drive too fast, so he slowly led the way.

But within a few minutes, a 1.2-kilometer-long tunnel appeared in front of us.

Before entering the tunnel, Huang Yangqi heard the big man behind him start a low-speed and high-speed show operation.

This is also one of the ways that the second generation of rich people show off their power. They have low gears, high speeds, loud sounds, and they are not overspeeding, but they will definitely feel faster when sitting in the passenger seat.

In this case, Huang Yangqi also planned to cooperate with Wang Hongchao and directly open the exhaust valve, and push up one of the three "R's" on the central control.

The 1,100 horsepower is really too big, and Huang Yangqi is afraid of not being able to control it well. After all, this is the first time he drives it today.

So after entering the tunnel, he began to slowly step on the accelerator until he felt that he could control it.

"Boom boom"

The modified GTR began its dominance in the tunnel.

There were still some cars inside the tunnel, and some car owners were startled by the sudden explosion.

The big voice behind him, which was originally quite loud, was immediately drowned out.

"Boom boom boom" "pop"

I stepped on the accelerator again and heard the sound of the car backfiring behind me.

Huang Yangqi didn't pay much attention to the sound. After all, the RS6 made a crackling sound as long as the sports mode was turned on.

But behind him, Wang Hongchao, driving a Daniu, with 3 million people and 60,000 VIP viewers in the live broadcast room, saw a scene that they had never seen before.

After Huang Yang Qi stepped on the accelerator, the gap between GTR and Daniel instantly widened, and then everyone heard a "pop" sound.

The GTR's four exhaust pipes spurted blue flames, and the fire snake was more than one meter long!

"Holy shit, this is a rocket?"

"Awesome, awesome! Just step on it and it will go on fire."

"Stop the foreign style quickly, the car is going to catch fire!"

Moreover, there were more and more worrying comments. Wang Hongchao had no choice but to explain while driving: "It is normal for a high-powered car to spray out the exhaust from the exhaust when it backfires. Didn't my Daniel spray fire for you too?"

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This made Wang Hongchao feel very distressed. Just a few days after getting the car, he had not even had the pleasure of driving it, so he started breathing fire for everyone for the live broadcast.

Huang Yangqi didn't stop this violent method until he came out of the tunnel.

In fact, it is not considered violent, it can only be said to be a cool driving method. After all, the speed is not fast, it is just a high speed and loud sound.

Obediently turn off the valve, and lead the way with R who just pushed up.

It was only now that the audience in the live broadcast room relaxed. The noise, which was comparable to that of F1, was indeed too noisy.

Suddenly coming out of the tunnel, everyone felt that the world was so beautiful.

"Awesome, it sounds nice, but the sound is too loud!"

"I'm afraid I'll get beaten when I drive out at night."

"It's so enjoyable. This car must have been modified to have more than 700 horsepower."

But Huang Yangqi didn't know the mood of the audience, so he drove ahead for more than ten minutes and came to a restaurant in TZ District.

It's quite close to his home, so it's convenient for him to go home and rest after eating.

Since it was a restaurant on the ground floor and there was no underground garage, Huang Yangqi and his two men had no choice but to park their car at the front entrance of Ge Lao Guan.

Next to this store is a large community. It's almost dinner time and there are still a lot of people.

Everyone was full of curiosity about the two cars that suddenly appeared. Many men and children took out their mobile phones and started taking pictures.

To be honest, although it is a district of the Imperial Capital, it is not very common to see such cars in Tongzhou.

"Welcome to Brother Lao Guan, gentlemen?"

The greeter who had been waiting at the door saw everything that had just happened clearly, and the smile on his face was a little brighter.

Although in their store, no matter how rich you are, you can't spend much more.

But these two cars parked in front of the store are just a kind of display.

Restaurants and bars are also one of the industries that like this kind of noodles the most.

"Yes, you two." Huang Yangqi nodded and said.

Wang Hongchao has been talking to the camera and obviously has no time to care about this.

After following the welcoming guests into the store and sitting down at a window seat, Wang Hongchao said, "Doesn't your waist hurt when you drive that car? It's too hard."

"You think I am you?" Huang Yangqi said angrily.

"What's wrong with me? I'm strong and strong. Help me live broadcast while I go to the toilet."

After Wang Hongchao finished speaking, he pushed the selfie stick standing on the table over.

Huang Yangqi didn't mind this little thing, and he didn't have any qualms about being photographed, so he just pointed the camera at his face.

"It's very lively. Tell me, how many girls has this guy picked up recently?"

With 1 year of live broadcast experience, I can handle such small scenes with confidence.

"Three a day, you understand."

"Three a day, three seconds a day."

"Someone is scolding you and saying you are a package."

Sometimes, people are like this. Basically 99% of the comments are answering his questions, and he didn't pay attention to it. But this comment about someone scolding him was seen by him.

But I didn't intend to pay attention to it. After all, I am not RMB, so how could everyone like it.

But what I didn't expect was that as soon as this barrage was filtered out, many accounts not branded as Wang Hongchao came in to set the pace.

"How dare you take photos of packaged goods?"

"Packaged goods that were hammered to pieces."

This kind of barrages, mixed in with the fans' barrages, are very dazzling.

"I'm just curious. I haven't been on the cat's fang, so why are there anchors scolding me?"

Huang Yangqi was really confused. He had no idea what angle these people were using to blackmail him.

Seeing that Wang Hongchao had returned, Huang Yangqi asked directly: "They said someone scolded me. What happened?"

Wang Hongchao was stunned, but he didn't know how to say it.

He didn't want Huang Yangqi to know that these things would affect his mood, and he didn't want to cause trouble to the union.

"Oh, you're blocking someone else's way. Not only you, but also Brother Wang has been put in trouble these past two days."

Huang Yangqi asked with confusion: "Can someone still chase after consumers? What's the situation?"

Uncle Wang, it can be said that he was brought into this platform by himself. If he got angry, he would not be able to explain it to him.

Huang Yangqi and Uncle Wang have been chatting a lot lately, but the content...is that Uncle Wang sent him videos of female anchors dancing.

Let him comment.

"Maoya Live is very exclusive. They don't care if you are a real consumer or a fake consumer. They will tell you that it is fake and they only make data."

Now, Huang Yangqi finally understood, but he was not a good-tempered person either.

After thinking for a while, he said to the live broadcast room: "You said someone scolded me. Do you have a video? If so, send it to my Weibo. My Weibo is called "Yangqingyangqihuang"."

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