In the last lap, Wang Yan didn't run very seriously.

The overall result is nearly 20 seconds ahead of everyone. Then I will do my best and I can't make it happen if I hit you.

Heihu and the others kept shouting in the channel: "Stay calm, keep calm, don't be too fierce!"

No, my brother is a macho!

Chu Xin pulled Wang Yan with one twisted voice after another: "I can't stand it anymore. Stinky brother, don't hold it too fast, hold on for another minute!"

Huh?

Why is my heart so restless?

The car god Wang suddenly didn't dare to step on the accelerator to death.

I simply followed Mr. Pan and finished my last trip like shopping.

Cross the line, turn, and enter the waiting area.

As soon as they got off the car, Jianwu, Xia Yu and the others rushed up frantically, grabbing Wang Yan and holding him high.

"Should wait a moment, keep your demeanor!"

Feng, sister!

If we don’t vent a little, we will go crazy!

Everyone rushed over without saying a word and screamed.

"Can't you! It's so fucking awesome!"

"Brother, come and take my knees!"

"I'm fucking! I almost didn't pee! Brothers, I almost didn't pee!"

Ouch, I thank you for holding it back...

Not only were the friends excited, but the 1,800 spectators in the stands stood up one by one in the last lap and never sat down again. They also cheered at this time.

"Car God!Car God!Car God!!!"

At first, it was a little scattered, but when I arrived at the back, I heard a clear rhythm and ran out of my throat.

There are too few people and they can't show any momentum, but that kind of fanaticism is something that anyone can feel.

Wang Yan raised his hand and waved it at various places, and immediately burst into a "whimpering" cheer.

Jianwu laughed wildly: "Brother, you have crushed them all!"

grind?!

Strange...

The spring and summer rain, and even the engineers inspecting the car were all the same and proud, with a flushed face.

"Che God, this is what you will be in the circle from now on!"

A short, thick thumb.

Oh, short and ugly, disgusted.

Everyone doesn’t care whether Wang Yan dislikes him or not, they just care about venting their emotions.

Various fancy rainbow farts, covering 5 meters in radius, are so angry that they are soaring into the sky.

Of course, there will always be some people who are dissatisfied.

Mr. Pan, who parked the car in front, stood there after getting off the car. He turned his head and stared at Wang Yan for a long time, suddenly threw his gloves and turned around and walked towards the VIP building.

If he didn't make trouble during the game, it doesn't mean he will like Wang Yan.

He didn't get any benefit from Wang Yan, but instead made tens of millions of dollars in his entire circle of friends. He didn't cause trouble for Wang Yan on the spot, so he could suppress his temper and was a little cunning.

Seeing this scene, Xia Yu quietly reminded: "Brother, we are making too big, you must be careful later..."

The eldest young man patted Xia Yu on the shoulder and smiled it.

Soon, the rest of the drivers returned one by one.

Hum Deli closed the car door with a "slam" and took off his helmet, glanced at Wang Yan with a sideways, and turned directly onto the stairs.

Milson was very kind, so he took the initiative to walk towards Wang Yan and stretched out his hand from afar.

"Mr. Wang, it's amazing, I'm convinced!"

Wang Yan reached out and held the smiley person, but the other party hugged his shoulder and hit his chest, completing the greeting for the first time.

Milson is a pure Chinese with a standard accent, square-shaped and big-faced face, but his behavioral habits seem to be staying abroad all year round, and he looks like a hip-hop young man.

"You celebrate first, exchange contact information later, and teach me some time!"

"Okay, let's talk back." The eldest young master nodded.

Milson pointed at Wang Yan very Western, leaving with ease.

I didn't even look at the people around me.

Wang Yan found it interesting and asked Jianwu in a low voice: "What is this guy doing?"

"The real name is Guo Qiang, it depends on the master of my father..."

Jianwu replied in an extremely low voice, and his eyes subconsciously glanced around.

"Don't ask for specific details, it's a taboo."

Oh, it seems quite sensitive?

Young Master Wang disliked him the most and was annoyed by the crabs, so he nodded and asked nothing again.

Immediately afterwards, the other drivers came over to say hello.

When these people faced Wang Yan again, they all looked like they had some fan mentality, which was so enthusiastic.

"Brother, the skills are so awesome!"

"Hey, I'll go, the collision just now was so powerful that it was amazing to accelerate!"

"That's right, it's almost blind! No wonder you call me Che God... Brother Che God, how did you do it?"

How did it do it?

Oh, collision get rid of it, right?

Mr. Wang touched his chin in distress: "It's not easy to explain such a simple thing..."

⊙o⊙!!!

May I ask, are you the new king of tyrants, Xiaotianwang?

Everyone was confused, and Wang Yan laughed and waved his hand: "Just kidding, don't take it seriously. I'm young and love to take risks. That's not a technique worthy of imitation. I know everything in my heart. Don't praise me anymore, brothers."

This is said so beautifully, which not only blocks everyone's questions, but also looks modest.

Everyone around them had the same feeling for the boy in front of them - they were so handsome and had an amazing temperament.

People who love to play cars don’t accept anything else, but they are the most skilled.

Of course, no matter how good the underground drivers are, they are useless. They have to be at the same level as them before they can truly be recognized.

Wang Yan's temperament beats the audience, and anyone who sees it will think that Jie is a top young man.

Many things in this society are simply unreasonable.

If Wang Yan has a naughty temperament and a disgusting appearance, he looks like a loser, then it will be a 100% collective turn against each other.

Scavenge us money?

I told you to make money by life, but I don’t want to spend money by life!

However, once we realized that this was a young man, everyone was immediately convinced.

The remaining three were originally here to join in the fun and didn't think they could win the championship at all, so they could easily correct their mentality and expressed that they "lost with confidence" and "ask for advice if you have the chance" and other Balabara.

It was easily handled by Wang Yan by one-third.

Even Wang Yan didn't do much, he recognized it himself.

After a simple chat, a group of people came downstairs and rushed over.

Wang Yan frowned slightly, feeling annoyed, thinking about it for a while, and simply waved goodbye to everyone.

"Several brothers, let's talk back and I'll go take a shower."

"Okay, I must ask for advice if I have the chance!"

"By the way, let's get some fun again, let's have two drinks!"

The whole scene of giving away dedication.

After taking a shower, Wang Yan changed his clothes and went out again. Seven or eight younger brothers were waiting outside, waiting to present a business card to the eldest son.

These are the people who are truly willing to have a close relationship with Wang Yan.

It must be with a purpose, otherwise who would be idle and have nothing to do and PY everywhere.
To be continued...