The two cars were lined up side by side at the starting point, and they asked the staff member to help them call for the start.

I saw the staff member started, waved the flag in his hand, and the two cars rushed out like arrows. There are many corners on the F1 track. To win, you must not only rely on speed, but also on intelligence.

There is a curve not far from the starting point, turning to the left. Song Jian's car is on the left, which is obviously beneficial to him, maybe he has thought about it in advance. If Wang Fei wants to take the initiative, he should cut to the left and block Song

A car built by Song Jian, but this is somewhat unrealistic. In fact, the time it takes Song Jian's car to accelerate from a standstill to the same speed is 0.2 seconds shorter than that of Wang Fei's car, although it is only a short 0.2 second.

seconds, but it was fatal to Wang Fei.

Sure enough, Song Jian made a beautiful drift at the first corner and took the lead, leading the whole time. Wang Fei accelerated as hard as he could, but was always about two meters behind.

Seeing that he had run 10 or 20 kilometers, Wu Lai suddenly asked: "Cousin, how long is this track?"

Although Wang Fei didn't know what Wu Lai wanted to do, he still replied: "Sixty kilometers, maybe."

"How long does it usually take to finish the race?" Wu Lai continued to ask.

"Not half an hour." Wang Fei thought for a while and said.

Wu Lai said calmly: "It's almost ten minutes now, cousin, you have no hope of winning."

"Then what should I do? Is it hard to admit defeat?" Wang Fei thought to himself: Just admit defeat. Anyway, I am younger than the bitch, so it doesn't matter if I call him boss. It's just a matter of face.

"Cousin, can you let me drive?"

"Rogue cousin, can you drive?"

Wu Lai hesitated for a moment, but nodded heavily. In fact, he had never learned it at all, but after watching Xiao Zhang and Wang Fei drive, he had basically figured it out.

Wang Fei thought about it for a while and finally made up his mind: "I'm going to lose anyway, so I'll let you have fun, cousin."

The two quickly changed positions.

Wu Lai was a little unfamiliar with the operation at first and was in a hurry. After all, it was his first time driving and he almost drove off the runway.

"Cousin, do you know how to drive?" Wang Fei asked depressedly. He is obviously a novice!

"Hey, to be honest, this is my first time driving. Let alone a driver's license, I haven't even learned a lesson."

Wang Fei's expression changed drastically: "You, I'm going to be killed by you."

However, Wu Lai's skills became more and more proficient, and he began to speed up. With his BT reaction ability and extremely precise judgment, he was lagging behind by a long way, but soon caught up again.

"Overtake at the next corner." Wu Lai said calmly.

It's almost there. It's almost there.

Wu Lai accelerated and made a beautiful drift. Look, he passed. Not only did he pass, his speed was also increasing. He broke through 200 yards in an instant and was still racing, reaching 250 yards.

Song Jian was stunned: "He's crazy for masturbating."

Wang Fei began to have chest tightness and asthma, and wanted to vomit, but he couldn't bear to leave his car. Wu Lai quietly used his true energy to protect him. Wang Fei suddenly felt very good, and looked at Wu Lai next to him who was also leisurely and contented, thinking that he was slowing down.

, but looking at the scenery next to him regressing at the speed of light, Song Jian's Lamborghini behind him was already far behind, he knew that the speed had definitely not slowed down. Could it be that he had adapted to this high-speed situation?

Soon the Ferrari reached the finish line. Wu Lai saw the finish line. With his sharp eyesight, he had seen it a long time ago and quickly made a judgment on where was the best place to start slowing down. When Wang Fei got out of the car, he vomited wildly.

When Song Jian's car arrived, he and his girlfriend started vomiting as soon as they got out of the car. Only Wu Lai stood aside, as if nothing was wrong.

After Wang Fei finished vomiting, he asked Wu Lai: "Rogue cousin, are you okay?"

"What's wrong with me? I feel very good."

Wang Fei looked at him like a monster: "You, you are a bt."

Song Jian walked towards Wang Fei: "Jerking off, you win."

"Bitch, you will have to admit defeat one day." Wang Fei said proudly.

"When I encounter a bt like you, I have to admit defeat!"

"Haha, actually you didn't lose to me, but to my cousin. Let me introduce you, this is my cousin Wu Lai, who is one year older than me."

"Ah, I thought he was seventeen or eighteen years old. He is only fifteen years old!" Song Jian is 1.65 meters tall and a little weaker than Wang Feiwen. Wang Fei has inherited the fine traditions of the military and has a toughness.

.As for Wu Lai, he seems to have a special temperament.

Wu Lai shook hands with Song Jian: "Nice to meet you."

"Haha, I always feel a little stressed in front of you. Your altitude is too high. Who can believe that you are only one year older than me." Song Jian joked.

"You will all grow taller!" Wu Lai said with a smile.

Song Jian said to the beautiful woman next to him: "Jiajia, come and meet my brother's friends."

"Oh, it's sister Jiajia. Look at my brother's eyes, he looks like a bitch."

Song Jia's little face suddenly turned red: "Brother Wang Fei, you, you are still so stupid."

Wang Fei was so excited when she saw her! She is really a top-notch little lolita, with delicate and smooth skin, white and rosy skin, a pair of big watery eyes, and a hint of shyness on her beautiful little face.

"I said masturbating, don't look at my sister with that slutty look, or I'll beat you up!"

"How dare you! Jiajia is also my sister. What's wrong with my brother looking at his sister?"

"By the way, you just said that I lost to your cousin. What happened?"

"My cousin was driving the next section of the road, and he beat you. And you know what? He has never driven a car before, and he has never had a driver's license."

"It turns out to be like this. It seems that I will have a boss to call you in the future. Brother Wu Lai, you will be my boss from now on."

"Well, you can just call me a rogue. I'm not used to what you call a boss."

"Rogue cousin, do you know? Calling me boss means respecting you."

"Anyway, I recognize you as the boss."

"Okay, I'll just do it." Wu Lai said aggrievedly.

"I'm telling you, cousin, don't act like you're wronged. You have to know that I'm the only one who dares to call him a bitch. Anyone else who calls him a bitch would have been beaten by him." Wang Fei saw that Wu Lai was a little unhappy.

It's so cheap and yet so good.

Song Jian said sternly: "You are not allowed to call me a bitch in the future."

Wang Fei asked: "Then what should I call you?"

"How about you call me Brother Jian and I'll call you Brother Fei?" Song Jian said casually.

"This is a good suggestion. From now on we will all call my cousin the boss."

"What about me?" Song Jia asked timidly.

Wang Fei joked: "You call him husband, how about you call me husband too?"

Song Jia blushed again: "Brother Wang Fei is good or bad, Jiajia will ignore you." She lowered her head, but she kept glancing at Wu Lai secretly with her eyes to see his expression.

Wu Lai was also a little embarrassed. He secretly looked at Song Jia, their eyes met, and they quickly looked away.

"It seems that spring has come for our sister Jiajia."

"Brother Fei, don't make fun of my sister all the time. Do you want us to expose the bad things you have done?"

Wu Lai asked curiously: "What's wrong with my cousin?"

"Isn't this his first time going to a bar -"

"Brother Jian, don't say it, please don't do it."

"Okay, I won't say anything anymore. Boss, I'll tell you secretly later."

"you--"

Wu Lai pulled Song Jian aside: "Ajian, what on earth is going on? I'm very interested."

"Haha, boss, Brother Fei, when he went to the bar for the first time, he saw a stripper and asked: 'Can I touch you?' The girl looked at him and said: 'Little brat, touch me.

I want money, do you have money? If you don't have money, go home and touch your mother.' Unexpectedly, Brother Fei touched him and ran away. The stripper chased him: 'You little brat, you dare to eat my mother's tofu!

'Brother Fei said as he ran: 'You old tofu, what's wrong with you?'"

Wu Lai and Song Jian laughed together, and Wang Fei's face turned as red as a monkey's butt: "Bitch, I'll fight you."

"Don't call me a bitch, otherwise I'll be in trouble with you."

"Okay, brother, brother Wang Fei, please stop arguing. Also, brother, didn't you say you wanted to take me to the bar to have fun?"

Seeing Song Jia open her mouth, Song Jianli immediately shut up. He loved his sister the most.

"Let's go to the bar. Boss, are you going? What about you, masturbating?"

Wang Fei suddenly acted like a gentleman: "Please call me Brother Fei, thank you. Go, why not go?"
Chapter completed!