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Rong Xin, Wang Yang and others were wearing protective clothing and looked quite professional.

Seeing Ye Ge's heart, he couldn't help but feel a surge of blood.

Man, who doesn't love drag racing?

It's like if there is no speed limit on the highway, there are many people who can fly on the road.

Seeing that the event was about to start, several people walked towards their cars.

While walking, Rong Xin talked about the rules of the track for Ye Feng: "Because there are more amateur participants, let's take a single lap as an example in the first race, whoever leads the race first will be the first place!"

Ye Ge nodded, quite reasonable: "Yes!"

"Alright, let's get ready to enter. Wang Yang looked back at the two and smiled.

Leng Qingqiu glanced at Ye Ge coldly, and then directly got into the Koenigsegg One1.

Boom....

Boom, boom....

The roar of cars came and went.

The race is about to start, and many supercars are entering the waiting area one after another.

Ye Ge sat in the driver's seat of the god car Rafa, and Li Xin on the side also opened the co-pilot's door and sat in.

Li Si's somewhat suspicious gaze stayed on Li Xin.

Li Xin winked at her with a smile, covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Hehe, you just wait for the triumphant return of the old lady on the side." "

Li Si was speechless for a while, and said with some annoyance: "I knew that you didn't have a good heart, and you deliberately took Leng Qingqiu to fight for the car." "

Li Xin spit out her little tongue, reached out and gently pinched her face: "I only reacted now, but it's too late!".

"Hee-hee!" While Li Si was stunned, Li Xin quickly closed the car window.

Boom, boom....

After Ye Ge started Rafa, he slowly drove out of the waiting area, and followed Wang Yang and others Bugatti Chiron Star, Koenigsegg one1, and 918 in the T1 ladder.

Soon, a big beauty in a miniskirt appeared in front of her.

1......

2......

3......

Boom!

The miniskirt beauty suddenly reached into her arms, took out the inner cover she was wearing and threw it into the sky.

"Whew..."

The crowd next to the track erupted in a roar of wolves!

After the start instruction is given, the timer turns on instantly, and the front and rear cars set off one after another.

The participating cars set off one after another.

The stands suddenly became lively, countless young and beautiful girls screamed one after another, and the boys on the side suddenly felt that the hormones in their bodies began to surge in vain.

"It's so cool, I finally saw the three god cars competing on the same stage with Bugatti, Koenigsegg and other god cars. "

"666, the god car Rafa really deserves to be the first of the three god cars, firmly occupying the T1 ladder. "

"It's a pity that the god car Rafa, I heard that this owner came to our track for the first time, and he is definitely not Wang Shao's opponent. "

"There's nothing wrong with it, familiarity with the track is especially important in the race, and I think Rafa is very hanging!".

"Cut, Brother Xin's master is a professional-level racing driver, I'm sure Brother Xin's 918 will be the first to finish in a while. "

"Lao Tzu hates Nima's Bao Shi blowing the most, and I bet on Koenigsegg of the Goddess of Cold to win this game!".

"Damn, you're not a corgi blow and lick a dog!"

"I'm 2000 less!".

"I'm pressing, brother 2000!".

"I crush the goddess 10,000!".

"I, I, I... And we also press..."

In the stands, a silver-gray-haired young man suddenly sat down, and a group of people immediately couldn't help it, and they all took out their bets and pressed their favorite supercars.

Running on the T1 ladder at the front of the track, Ye Ge stepped on the accelerator, and the exhaust pipe made a roaring sound.

The whole Rafa ejected in an instant.

At first, he took this game very seriously, but when the first corner came, Ye Ge couldn't help but laugh.

What a racing event, it's a hodgepodge!

At least nine out of ten people don't even reach the level of an amateur rider.

McLaren P1, which is also one of the three god cars, actually fell behind a four-lap car after a corner...

After the other cars turned the corner, they began to show their skills, either slowing down or maintaining a distance of more than seven or eight meters from the car in front.

Looking at this scene through the rearview mirror, Ye Ge couldn't help but joke: "Shouldn't these people all come to accompany him?"

After a very short distance, he could already see that only Koenigsegg and the 918 were the only two cars in the whole race with a slight skill, and the other cars were purely lively...

After the whole Rafa ejected out, Li Xinqiao quietly grabbed the grip with a pale face.

"I said can you slow down, it scared the hell out of me. "

When cutting into the first corner, Ye Ge almost instinctively, and directly floated out of an extreme arc.

Cut in against the outer road, go past the bent roadbed, and then straighten the front of the car against the edge of the outer road.

Stepping out of the corner and stepping on the accelerator, he directly crossed the Bugatti Chiron Star in front of him, and went neck and neck with the cold Koenigsegg One1.

The audience suddenly burst into exclamations.

"Damn, who is the owner of this god car Rafa? The pull is so strong..."

"666, extreme cornering, can be called a classic!".

"Damn, who just said that Rafa owners are experiencing this track for the first time?".

"Damn, I can see Lao Tzu's blood boiling!".

"No, it's too exciting, I'm going to drink a bottle of red calf to crush the shock!".