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Chapter 1282 Throwing Two Billions (Part 1)

"Brother Yu, I made the bet."

Song Shihua guessed Meng Yu's thoughts and wanted to take this opportunity to continue to close the relationship between the two.

He had already lost 50 million just now, and if he lost again this time, it would be 1.5 billion.

It's not a loss at all to exchange so much money for a relationship with Meng Yu.

"Then we will also run around the track."

Before this, Meng Yu had only played racing cars in games. After becoming a rich man, he was driven by the driver most of the time.

It can’t be run on professional mountain trails, but running on this kind of track is still no problem.

Seeing that he agreed to race, Qin Ming immediately returned to the car, and the roar sounded immediately.

Chen Yiyan blew a kiss to Meng Yu, then walked to the front of the car and stopped, making a hot move.

She actually took off the last piece of clothing from her waist and turned it around in her hands. The whole scene was filled with screams and whistles.

These second generation guys are really wild in their play.

Meng Yu got into the driver's seat of the Malus Sarui and found that Song Shihua's switch was not turned on.

When the car was delivered, the CEO of Lamborghini Dagang District said that the performance of this car has been improved compared to the previous one. The acceleration and top speed have once again exceeded the upper limit, reaching a speed of 450 miles per hour, and the acceleration time has been shortened to 0.9 seconds.

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Of course, it is impossible to run at this speed on the highway. For safety reasons, they designed an additional switch on the control panel.

As long as you turn on this switch, you can feel the ultimate performance. When not in use, turn off the switch.

Now Meng Yu understood why Song Shihua lost just now.

The piercing horn sounded as Qin Ming lowered the window and made a contemptuous gesture towards him.

Wild shouts rang out at the scene, and the second generation all expressed contempt for Meng Yu. Chen Yiyan, who was already a celestial body, made an extremely seductive move towards Meng Yu.

As she waved her arm for the first time, Meng Yu turned on the switch, held the steering wheel tightly, and gently tapped the accelerator.

Maisari made a strong roar, and bursts of blue fire came out of the exhaust pipe.

With the third wave of her arms, Chen Yiyan threw up her last piece of clothing with all her strength, raising her chin high, waiting to feel the pleasure brought by the wind speed on both sides of her body.

Qin Ming was extremely experienced. The Bugatti Veyron rushed out at the same time, while Meng Yu started almost 0.1 seconds behind.

Even though it’s only 0.1 seconds, for a supercar, that’s a gap of more than ten meters.

The second generation even started cheering: "Brother Ming wins!"

As soon as the call started to sound, a scene that made them dumbfounded appeared. As if the engine had been changed, the Masari immediately overtook the Bugatti Veyron, and then the distance between the two cars became wider and wider.

The track is very regular, just a circular track. Except for the loops on both sides that require a little bit of skill, other times you just need to refuel.

It can be described as simple and crude.

Qin Ming was unconvinced, pushed the accelerator to the bottom, and pursued desperately.

Seeing that the first corner was coming, the Maisari slowed down significantly and did not seize the inner lane. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bugatti stepped on the gas, overtook on the inside, and passed the corner by rubbing the Maisari.

The situation has changed, and the voices of the second generation have risen again.

Seizing this opportunity, Qin Ming stared at the rearview mirror and constantly adjusted the direction to block every overtaking of Maisha Rui.

This was the first time Meng Yu had experienced this situation. Of course he could see that the opponent was playing with skills, but the problem was that he didn't have the skills in this area. If he couldn't surpass him, he couldn't.

"Whether to activate racing mode."

At this moment, a pleasant voice sounded in Mesari, and it was in Chinese.

Only then did Meng Yu realize that the car was so quiet, without the ear-splitting roar in a supercar.

Being rich means making Westerners bow their heads. These changes are very considerate and applicable.

"Okay, turn on this mode."

Meng Yu's reply was very non-standard, but the computer understood it: "Please hold the armrest, and the racing mode is activated."

On the electronic screen, the data began to change automatically, and the steering wheel began to turn on its own.

Meng Yu held the armrest and looked out the window leisurely.

At the starting point, Xuanyuan Di Ying and Song Shihua looked up eagerly. They were both very quiet. Looking at the second generation next to them, they were all domineering, shouting and jumping.

Standing on the roof of a red Ferrari was a naked woman, none other than Chen Yiyan, with her hands on her hips and her full attention on the two cars.

The Maisari swayed violently from side to side. When I looked back, I saw that it had surpassed the Bugatti Veyron and was moving forward at full speed.

"What's going on?" Qin Ming roared inside the Bugatti Veyron.

Why did that guy's skills suddenly improve? Could it be that he is a hidden boss?

impossible!

But everything in front of him reminded him that this was possible.

Just after overtaking, the car reached the next corner. The Maisari did not slow down at all, and made a beautiful drift, sliding perfectly from the inner road into the straight.

When Maisari returned to the finish line, all the second generations were mute, and they were all dejected and made no sound at all.

Opening the car door, Meng Yu got out of the car steadily, and a body rushed towards him, hugging him tightly, wrapping his legs around his waist: "I knew you would win, I am yours tonight, do whatever you want to do.

Everything is fine.”

"I like things that are clean and hygienic." Meng Yu extinguished all the excitement of the other person with one sentence, looked at him with a complicated expression, and finally got off him.

At this time, the Bugatti Veyron returned to the finish line.

When Qin Ming got out of the car, he was greeted by Song Shihua's teasing: "Fortunately, Brother Yu has kept himself clean, otherwise you would have lost your wife and your army."

Qin Ming's face was ugly and he glared at Chen Yiyan angrily.

When he won first place, this woman was his, but now that he lost, this woman actually wanted to be replaced.

"It's not interesting here, let's go." Meng Yu was both a young man, but he couldn't get along with the second generation of the gang, so he turned around and left.

Song Shihua followed closely and turned around to leave a message: "Qin Ming, don't forget the 100 million bet, hahaha."

After leaving the club, Song Shihua admired while driving: "Brother Yu, I didn't expect your driving skills to be so good, you hide them so well."

"What's hidden is autonomous driving."

Meng Yu didn't want to show off. With his strength and status, did he still need to dress up?

"Such awesome autonomous driving?" Song Shihua didn't expect it at all, let alone Meng Yu who would tell the truth.

"Brother Yu, how much did you spend on this car?"

When the car was customized, the functional plan was developed by Song Shihua. Of course he knew what the performance was, and it was definitely not as good as it is now.

"One car costs 100 million yuan, so I ordered an extra one to give to my girlfriend."

Song Shihua was shocked, no wonder it was so awesome, the cost doubled, even if it was not awesome.

Thinking about what Meng Yu said again, he came up with a trick: "Brother Yu, why didn't you tell me earlier? If your girlfriend drives one, you should drive this car. You must take this car back, and I can't get in the middle."
Chapter completed!
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