Ning Beichen didn't like a game of this level at all. If it weren't for the 10 million bet, he wouldn't even bother to finish the game.
It's not that Ning Beichen looks down on Asian car gods. Even the top European car gods don't dare to be presumptuous in front of him, Ning Beichen. A mere Asian car god is nothing.
And how did Peeta know that there are some special people in this world that he cannot catch up with just by working hard.
The car is certainly very important, but if you want to become a car god, a person's operation and reaction are the most important, but he relies too much on his own car and does not put himself first. People like this are
It's hard to get to the top.
So Ning Beichen didn't regard him as a rival at all. In his eyes, he was just playing house games with the children.
If Peeta knew that he was like this in Ning Beichen's mind, I don't know if he would be pissed to death.
"Boss, if you win, I'll treat you to a supper later."
Ning Beichen said proudly that he had already booked the 10 million bet, and he would have money after the game was over.
In fact, this guy is not poor. In terms of net worth, even Liu Yilin can't compare to him. It's just that this guy doesn't like to carry money, and he doesn't like overseas transfers as too troublesome, so he doesn't bother to do it.
"Let's wait until you win. By the way, that Peeta seems to have ill intentions towards you. You have to be careful about that guy."
After some thought, Liu Yilin reminded Ning Beichen.
"I know this guy has been prepared for a long time, but he wants to deal with me, Ning Beichen. He is not qualified as an Asian car god. Let's wait until he can keep up with my car."
Ning Beichen glanced at the rearview mirror and said leisurely.
Then he felt that the game was almost done, so he said to Liu Yilin: "Boss, sit tight, I'm going to speed up."
After Ning Beichen finished speaking, Liu Yilin suddenly felt a strong push on her back.
Then the trees outside the car window began to recede quickly. As for the road ahead, Liu Yilin couldn't even see clearly. In addition, the vision at night was not good. Liu Yilin didn't know clearly at all. Ning Beichen was in such complicated and dim conditions.
How to see the road under the circumstances.
As soon as Ning Beichen accelerated, he immediately widened the distance between him and Pete behind him. Now it was no longer twenty or thirty centimeters before, but several car distances away. Not long after, Pete could only see the darkness in the distance.
of two red tail lights.
"I can't lose, I won't lose, I can't lose to him, I am the Asian Car God!"
Peeta's condition is getting worse and worse. His eyes are filled with red bloodshot eyes and he keeps mumbling to himself. His condition scares Fang Qing next to him to death.
"Peta, calm down, I'm scared..."
"ah!"
"Peta, I want to get off, I want to get off..."
"Shut up! If you make any more noise, I'll kill you."
Seeing Peeta's ferocious expression of wanting to kill her, Fang Qing was so frightened that she didn't dare to say anything anymore. She deeply regretted getting into this car.
Although she doesn't understand racing, she can still tell whose car is faster. The current situation is that Peeta, the Asian car god, has lost, lost to Ning Beichen.
Even Fang Qing had not thought of this.
She finally found this opportunity to deal with Ning Beichen, but the Asian car god was so stretched that even Fang Qing doubted whether his reputation was in vain. He couldn't even compare to a little-known figure. What kind of Asian car god was this?
of.
But now Fang Qing doesn't dare to say anything and is trembling with fear. This Peeta is obviously crazy.
"I don't want to die! I'm still young!"
Fang Qing burst into tears, especially when she thought that she was in this car and Peeta was still crazy. If something happened, she would definitely die in an ugly way.
"Mom, I don't want to die!"
"Fupo Liu, please help me!"
It's a pity that no matter how Fang Qing screams in her heart, it's useless. It's Peeta who decides her fate now.
It's just that Peeta has been stimulated by Ning Beichen and lost his mind. There is only one thing in his mind, that is, I can't lose, so how can he care about other things.
Not long after, the two cars came to the most dangerous section of the mountain road here. Ning Beichen passed it easily without even accelerating.
It was easy for Peeta to pass here originally, but he wanted to go faster and pass Ning Beichen, so he rushed regardless. As a result, the wheel hit a small stone in his fist, causing the wheel to shift a little.
He rushed towards the edge of the cliff.
There was a loud clang, and half of Peeta's car was seen hanging precariously on the edge of the cliff. Fang Qing, who was sitting in the car, was suspended in the air, making her scream in fright.
"Help!"
"Someone help me, Peeta is crazy."
"Someone come and save me!"
Fang Qing didn't even dare to move. Tears fell down her cheeks. She felt the seat shaking up and down, which made her scalp numb and her soul was gone.
Ning Beichen and Liu Yilin, who were driving in front, also heard the sound. Ning Beichen looked through the rearview mirror and saw half of Pita's car hanging on a cliff, which made him show a disdainful expression and said with great disdain.
said.
"He is an Asian car god. Even the repairmen on the street have better driving skills than him."
But Ning Beichen had no intention of going back to save others. Peeta's life and death had nothing to do with him, not to mention that they signed a life and death certificate, which he asked for himself.
Ning Beichen saw the excitement and was about to drive away when Liu Yilin grabbed his hand and said anxiously: "Ning Beichen, hurry...go back and save people."
"Boss, you are stupid. That guy wants to deal with me. I have already given him face by not killing him with my own hands, okay? You still want me to go back and save him?"
Ning Beichen didn't want to do it anymore, he was not the Holy Mother, he was Ning King of Hell.
"No, it's not to save him. My best friend Fang Qing is in his car."
Liu Yilin said to Ning Beichen anxiously.
"Your bestie? Is she the girl who pulled you out of the car before?"
Ning Beichen asked.
"That's her. Her name is Fang Qing. She's my best friend. She's in Peeta's car."
Liu Yilin was so anxious that even her voice was trembling when she spoke.
"All right."
Although Ning Beichen was unwilling, he still backed up the car, opened the door and got out of the car.
However, the situation at the scene was very dangerous, because more than half of the car was already hanging on the cliff. As long as the people in the car moved, or the car could not maintain its balance, the car would roll over.
"Fupo Liu, save me, save me, I don't want to die! This Peeta is crazy..."
Fang Qing, who was already desperate in the car, saw Liu Yilin and Ning Beichen coming back, which made her shout excitedly. However, with her excitement, the car suddenly started to shake.