The audience was also excited and bet again.

"One million, the young master of the king."

"Two million, Wang Shao."

Everyone was rushing to bet, and almost without exception, they bet on Wang Feixiang.

Among them, I made money in that round just now, continue to bet.

Some people also bet on Song Tianpeng to lose money, but now they bet on Wang Feixiang and want to make it back.

After all, who knows Tang Luo?

There are many famous Chinese drivers who come to race, and they all know the names.

That means that this person named "Tang Luo" probably has no driving skills.

"Hey, young man, I'm just a little arrogant."

"Yes, I've never seen him, let alone heard of him."

Some older people in the crowd sighed.

Tang Luo and Wang Feixiang got out of the car and made final preparations.

The club arranged for the referee and the beauty to take their seats again to prepare for a new round of games.

"Brother Luo, be careful."

Xiang Ling'er looked at Tang Luo, she was more worried about Tang Luo's safety.

"Well, don't worry, I won't have anything to do or disappoint you. I'll guarantee that I will make you have a lot of fun tonight." Tang Luo touched Xiang Ling'er's head and smiled.

Xiang Ling'er smiled and nodded. She liked Tang Luo's move very much and seemed very close.

"Brother Luo, come on."

Song Tianpeng really doesn’t know what to say.

Tang Luo almost squirted out an old blood, come on? Are you a little girl?

"Old Song, are you interested in making some more money?"

Tang Luo asked in silence.

"Make a little more?"

Song Tianpeng didn't react for a moment.

"Yes, save 200 million, and make some more money?"

Tang Luo nodded.

Song Tianpeng thought that he was not in the mood to consider anything else now, and he no longer took the 200 million yuan seriously.

"You go and bet, bet me, bet more."

Tang Luo said playfully.

Song Tianpeng then realized that this was what Tang Luo said that he was making more money.

Tang Luo looked at him again, meaning to let him go.

There were many people gathered in front of Wang Feixiang on the other side, and there was also Mr. Liu with his arms hanging on him.

"Mr. Wang, the result of the game is no longer suspense. Mr. Wang must be holding the beauty back."

Mr. Liu said complimentingly.

"Haha, then I'll borrow Liu Shaoji's words."

Wang Feixiang smiled even more happily.

The broadcast spread and the referee made a final inspection and explanation of the game rules for the two.

Song Tianpeng came to the place where he bet. Since Luo Ge asked him to bet, then bet.

How much should I bet? Just 10 million.

After Song Tianpeng bet, he returned to Xiang Ling'er's side. Tang Luo and Wang Feixiang also got on the car and started the fire.

The beautiful woman in exposed clothes stood in front of two cars again, holding the flag in her hand.

Countdown starts.

The two looked at each other. Wang Feixiang was about to do another neck wiping action, but Tang Luo lifted the car window up.

At the last second of the countdown, the flag in the beauty's hand suddenly fell.

Buzz.

The two racing cars roared loudly and rushed out in an instant.

Tang Luo did not exert 100% effort because there was no need.

Winning is for sure.

The top Chinese drivers all regard him as their idols, and there is nothing to brag about when they win Wang Feixiang.

The two cars refused to give in to each other, drove at full speed and galloped forward.

Soon, we arrived at the first bend.

Wang Feixiang was also like the first game, with a little reservation, just to observe Tang Luo's turn movements.

How can you hide this little thought from Tang Luo?

Tang Luo cooperated with Wang Feixiang appropriately and used some strength.

So after turning the corner, Porsche was slightly faster to get out of Ferrari a little.

Wang Feixiang felt very relieved. This guy was just that.

You know, I was controlling myself just now and didn’t exert force, so that guy was a little ahead of me.

Wang Feixiang seemed to feel that he was back in the first game.

The tactic is still to numb the opponent. When he underestimates the enemy and wants to do his best, he will try his best.

But he wanted to exert his strength earlier in this game, and it can be seen that this kid should be a little better than Song Tianpeng.

But he did not realize that it was himself who underestimated the enemy.

Next, we arrived at the continuous bend.

The two cars still kept Tang Luo leading the way.

Song Tianpeng and Xiang Ling'er stared at the big screen, a little nervous.

Song Tianpeng thought, since Luo Ge understands Wang Feixiang's routine, he shouldn't underestimate the enemy.

Entering the continuous curve, Wang Feixiang began to exert force, no longer retained, and showed his real skills.

He flexibly controlled the gear lever and drove out of the corner almost perfectly.

The effect is good. Tang Luo just exceeded his own little distance, and now he not only chased him, but also surpassed his half body.

"Look, Mr. Wang has chased after him."

Someone shouted.

"Mr. Wang still has a bit of an old driver."

Someone sighed.

Tang Luo also discovered that this guy made a little early this time.

OK, then don't take a walk here.

After all, Xiang Ling'er will still admire her if she pretends to be stingy and doesn't talk about others.

Wang Feixiang was still very satisfied with his handling just now, and seemed to have seen Tang Luo's surprise and panic.

But he did not relax, and still held the steering wheel tightly and stepped on the accelerator hard.

After passing a straight line, we came to a bend.

Wang Feixiang felt in his heart that after this, he would probably be one body of his car.

Then, the schedule will be nearly half and the second half will be more stable.

Wang Feixiang was imagining his rush to the finish line, and his expression froze as soon as a smile appeared on his face.

Although he entered the curve first, there was a loud noise passing by the car in an instant.

Tang Luo's car completed his overtake on him in the corner.

And this, Tang Luo only exploded with seven or eight points. He wanted to surpass him, but he still wanted to play for a while.

After all, Wang Feixiang is like a person who is good at playing tactics, so he will play with him for a while.

Let him also experience the feeling of being slapped in the face and continuing to slapped in the face.

Wang Feixiang's little eyes finally looked like they were opened.
To be continued...