From Car Overlord To The World’s Top God

It seems that these few of them have not recovered from the exciting game just now. After a while, Lin Feng clapped his hands and muttered to himself.

"Okay, okay, this competition is really getting more and more interesting, this small place is actually Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and such a master!"

"Shen Tong, right? I approve of you!"

When Pan Ziming saw Lin Feng think he was a little weird, the black dog beside him sighed and said to Pan Ziming, who was puzzled beside him.

"It's okay, don't care.

He was like this, he hadn't met an opponent for a long time, and he was so excited when he saw a master. "

In the words of the black dog, Pan Ziming seemed to be able to detect that Lin Feng's driving level was very high, so he asked the black dog next to him and whispered to him.

"Lin Feng, is he good at this?"

Black dog smiled, he also seemed to think that Pan Ziming's question was very ridiculous, so he said to him afterwards.

"To know the European rally, he has won the championship for several years in a row. Do you know what this concept is?

The venue of the rally is different every year. Moreover, the rally is also a race with many variables. It doesn't seem to be a closed circuit.

It's the danger of 10 points. The rally is carried out in the wild, so you can hear how dangerous this thing is.

However, Lin Feng doesn't have much pressure at all, and basically wins the championship every year.

So he is naturally a very good person, but in the last few years, his enthusiasm for racing has also declined.

But since he founded this company, this kind of enthusiasm has also risen day by day. I feel that the king of racing, ah, has to come back again.” "

After listening to these words, Pan Ziming looked at Lin Feng in the distance.

He can also feel a trace of aura from Lin Feng's body. This aura seems to give people a strong sense of oppression.

"You stay here first, I will meet this person named Shen Tong for a while."

After Lin Feng said a word, without looking back, he walked towards the summit stage, because Lin Feng's identity is a VIP identity, and getting in and out of there is very easy.

After arriving at the summit stage, he also saw the winner behind the summit stage. Shen Tong and Shen Tong was around the age of twenty-five or sixty-six at the peak of racing.

He also has a short, capable hair, and his face is full of vicissitudes, which seems to be the game.

It's no wonder that this race is not a small length. Under such a high-intensity driving, it is a ghost who is not tired.

"¨¨Your driving skills just now are really good."

Lin Feng stepped forward and said to Shen Tong who was in front of him. Shen Tong was drinking water at this time. After looking at Lin Feng, he didn't say anything, but looked around (No Good) and drank four times. water.

This is indeed something that made Lin Feng feel a little uncomfortable, but then after thinking about it, he understood. After all, every racer is arrogant.

I was exactly the same at the beginning, as if I saw from Shen Tong the shadow of when he won the European Rally Championship, but the difference between the two of them is really too big.

One is the European Rally Championship, and the other is the champion of this pheasant competition. .

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