In October, on the tenth day after Liu Yunqing obtained her driver's license, she found the organizer of the underground racing stadium and submitted an application to participate.

The underground racing venue is not on the regular racing stadium, but also rented by racing enthusiasts. Most of them are rugged mountain roads. Sometimes they can find cliffs and cliffs after playing, which is very thrilling. They play this exciting thing, sometimes they will leave the field in person, and sometimes they will ask people to get off the car, and they will choose a high place with a wide view to watch and place bets.

So if they want to ask someone to come out, they will be rewarded a lot. If they can win the game, the prize will start at least one million.

After seeing Liu Yunqing's driver's license, the organizers wanted to refuse. They had only been ten days after getting the driver's license, and they dared to participate in their game. What a joke. It was not formal or legal for them to organize this racing game. If another car was destroyed and people were killed, it would be a big deal for them.

Liu Yunqing immediately got into the car and ran for him. Acceleration, drifting, tail swinging, braked, avoiding... Whether it is speed or skill, in the eyes of the organizer, it can be compared with the veteran.

And the beauty racing is also a gimmick. Thinking of this, he agreed to her join their race.

At 6 p.m. that day, Liu Yunqing came to the designated location, signed an agreement with his own responsibility and other relevant agreements, opened the car door and entered the cab, ready to go.

It was a coincidence that one of the people who came to participate in the bureau today had met Liu Yunqing before, and that was Zhang Yi's opponent, Du Gaoguang.

This is what Du Gaoguang is a little famous in the racing circle of Shanghai. However, it is not based on his driving skills, but his unscrupulous means to win the competition.

Zhang Yi's circle naturally looked down on people like this. But the Du family had friendship with the Japanese gang forces, so many people who flattered the Du family were surrounded by Du Gaoguang, which became a different circle.

If the two circles look down on each other, they will naturally be incompatible with each other.

After Du Gaoguang lost to Zhang Yi in racing, he had been resentful, so he had a very long impression of Liu Yunqing. Even though he had not seen her for several months, he could still recognize her at a glance after seeing her again.

In order to confirm, he asked the organizer to come to the pre-race agreement signed by the racer. After turning it over one by one, he finally saw the three crooked fonts.

It was indeed her.

At this time, the guns of the competition fired, and racing cars drove out like arrows.

Du Gaoguang took out his cell phone and took a photo, and then sent it directly to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi and Han Mingming were drawing cards, and when they received a photo from Du Gaoguang, they took a casual look and cursed at it.

"Who is Lao Zhang?"

"The last grandson of Du's name." Zhang Yi played a card: "Where is the black market racing car. I'm sick, so I sent me a special photo."

Seeing that the other party had not replied, Du Gaoguang did not urge him, so he picked up his phone and took another photo for him.

This time, Zhang Yi didn't click to watch it. He pushed his phone aside and continued to play cards until the game was finished.

"Give money!" The first and second generation ancestors happily collected the money: "It's good to go to Brother Zhang's house, it's almost okay to have a card, the key is that they can't stop someone from giving away cards!"

Han Mingming complained: "Damn Lao Zhang, can you be more serious in playing cards? If you lose, I will lose all my pants."

"Forget it, I won't play anymore, it's boring." Zhang Yi grabbed his phone irritably. From that day on, he seemed to be useless, and he was not in a state of being in a state of being in any way, and he couldn't do anything.

"Emma Zhang, don't, you are having fun, you... what's wrong with Zhang?"

The second generation ancestor was talking, and suddenly saw Zhang Yi next to him standing up suddenly, and was shocked.

Zhang Yi enlarged the picture and carefully compared the three words with the handprint. It took only a few seconds to confirm that it was her words.

He quickly glanced on the photo and glanced at the agreement. This agreement was a hidden rule in the black racing circle. When the racer had any accidents, the organizer did not have to bear any responsibility.

Zhang Yi hit the table suddenly and then quickly sent a video call to the other party, but was cut off by the other party without mercy.

[I didn't see it. It turned out that Master Zhang was so stingy behind his back and didn't even pay the breakup fee. OK.]

Zhang Yi pretended not to see the other party's sarcastic words and quickly replied to the letter: Where are you now?

[Please guess I will tell you? If you have the ability, please find it yourself.]

Zhang Yi called him in a furious manner, but was then cut off.

【Don’t blame me for not reminding you, come early.】

Before Zhang Yi could reply to anything, the other party continued to send a message.

[I just informed the racer I invited today, plus two million.]

Zhang Yi's face immediately changed drastically.

"Du Gaoguang! If you have something to do, come to me, don't touch her!" He made a voice in shock and anger, and his palms holding the phone were trembling.

He could not understand Du Gaoguang's style, but he could not understand the dangers of the black market racing stadium.

He added another two million, which would inevitably stimulate the racer. Perhaps the racer would use any means to win the championship. The rugged mountain roads, racing cars that compete to win the championship, and the dark sky at night, if someone had bad intentions, they would use the methods on her... There were examples of cars being destroyed and people who died before.

Zhang Yi sent several messages in succession, but the other party stopped replying.

"What's wrong with Lao Zhang?" Han Mingming saw that his face was wrong, so he asked, "Who, what happened?"

"It's Yunqing." Zhang Yi had no time to explain, and after enlarging the first picture, he asked them: "Who do you know where this is?"

They all gathered around and looked carefully, but they couldn't tell where this was. After all, they didn't go to the underground racing stadium and were not familiar with these roads.

"Mingming, come here to see, do you know each other?" Seeing Han Mingming playing mahjong on the other side, the first and second generation ancestors called him over.

Han Mingming sneered: "I don't know you. It's really the emperor and the eunuchs are anxious. Even the fiancé is not anxious. Why are you anxious?"

As soon as this was said, the room suddenly became silent, and everyone else secretly glanced at Zhang Yi.

After Zhang Yi's body stiffened for a moment, he grabbed his phone and flipped into the address book, his eyes tilted to the equator: "What's really said."

Wei Dong is in Beijing these days and discusses with his family about getting married after the New Year.

"Have you really thought about it?" The old man who spoke was over 70 years old, but he was dressed in Zhongshan suit and was energetic. His eyes were filled with the calmness and wisdom of the years.

At this moment, he looked at his grandson opposite him, with a majestic look but loving.

"Yes, grandpa." Wei Dong told him with certainty: "We have a stable relationship and can go to that point."

The old man looked at him for a while and nodded: "This is your business, just think clearly."

When Wei Dong left the study room, only his father and his grandfather were left in the room.

Grandpa Wei looked at Wei's father and asked, "What do you think?"

"If you want to say you are satisfied, then I will definitely be negative. But I can't object to his affairs."

Looking at the father Wei who was sitting in a straight posture and a strong voice, Grandpa Wei attacked him mercilessly: "If you are the one who can't be your son, you will only have the chance."

Father Wei didn't say anything.

"Forget it, he just likes it himself." As he said that, Grandpa Wei asked again: "How about that boudoir lady? How about comparing to that girl Xia?"

"He is quite a bit off-the-sex. He loves to laugh and play, but he is also a family. The little girl is quite simple, has no bad intentions, and is very motivated in her work." He paused at this point, and then said, "If you want to talk about personality, she is more suitable than the Xia family."

Grandpa Wei nodded: "I think he likes that daughter very much. When he lifted it, his eyes were filled with smiles."

Hearing this, Wei's father suddenly fell silent.

Grandpa Wei looked at him: "Don't worry, he is different from his mother."

Wei Dong looked at the caller ID and was surprised for a moment. Speaking of which, although he had saved Zhang Yi's mobile phone number, Keke never thought of contacting the other party.

I think the other party thinks so too.

But why did he suddenly call him? He pressed the wrong one? He came to demonstrate? Or did he not give up and insisted on getting disappointed again?

He didn't answer the first time and just pressed it off.

Unexpectedly, the second ringtone came immediately afterwards.

He glanced at it, followed the stairs downstairs, and answered the phone.

"Is there something wrong?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the other party's roaring and cursing: "What are you doing with Wei? She will go to the black market racing tonight! If you can't afford to support M, just say it, I'm willing to take over!"

Wei Dong almost stepped down the stairs. Then he quickly walked downstairs, changed his face and asked, "Black market racing? Where is the location?"

"You ask me, who will I ask?" Zhang Yi said angrily: "Let me tell you, if something happens to Yun Qing, I will fight you to the end in my life!"

After hanging up the phone directly, Zhang Yi called one by one to ask if he knew the phone number of the organizer of the underground racing stadium.

Han Mingming was watching from the side and couldn't help rolling his eyes. He was so sad that he was unhappy and angry that he would not fight.

Wei Dong was in a state of confusion at this moment. Especially when he found her location at this time, his hands and feet were even cold for a moment.

The mountain road is rugged and thrilling, and it is extremely dangerous to drive up, let alone racing on this road.

All kinds of tragic scenes began to appear in his mind uncontrollably.

Aunt Wang, who was working at home, was shocked when he saw that he was leaning on the wall and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He was shocked and hurried over to ask.

Wei Dong did not reply, but picked up his cell phone and called Liu Ming, and gave a quick explanation.

At this time, Wei's father came out when he heard the sound.

Before his father could ask, Wei Dong said first, "Dad, I want to call the special plane and go back to Shencheng."

Liu Yunqing had no idea what kind of storm was caused by her affairs. She took the lead in this game, and after getting off the car, she excitedly asked the organizer to order the bonus.

Although the journey was not smooth, I was finally in danger. As for the villain who wanted to stop her car and hit her car, he also suffered from it and hit the mountain wall, and the car was smoking.

Liu Yunqing didn't sympathize with him at all. This bad guy will be punished with evil.

The organizer happily handed her a card and told her the password.

I was afraid that she would not believe it, so I asked her to call on the spot to inquire.

The organizer was quite optimistic about her. This game was particularly exciting because of her participation. He wanted to ask her for a contact information, thinking that if there was a team in the future, he would invite her to participate.
To be continued...