One Hundred Dollar Challenge Survive 90 Days

Chen Shuo got into the car.

The moment he held the steering wheel, his eyes became firm and he calmed down.

A racing girl stood between the two cars.

Scantily dressed, full of passion, waving a small flag in his hand.

The countdown sound on both sides shows that the game is about to start.

Zhuo Hefeng looked at him and made a contemptuous gesture, extremely arrogant.

Following the final countdown beep, the flag in the racing girl's hand suddenly waved down.

Two ferocious beasts came out of the cage, Zhuo Hefeng was worthy of being a professional racing driver, and rushed out in the first place.

However, Chen Shuo was not too far behind. He followed closely behind, and he was getting familiar with the handling and performance of this car.

Zhuo Hefeng looked at Chen Shuo, who was left behind, in a good mood, and continued to speed up to throw him away.

Chen Shuo also started to speed up, gradually catching up.

They come to the first corner.

The front car is very fast, but it starts to slow down a little when it comes to the curve.

However, Chen Shuo did not slow down, but accelerated slightly, followed the car in front to bend smoothly, and passed through the curve smoothly.

Through the rearview mirror, Zhuo Hefeng was a little surprised to see that Chen Shuo had actually caught up with him, and that this corner was faster than him.

Soon he continued to accelerate, and Chen Shuo was also chasing after him.

This made Zhuo Hefeng a little impatient, and soon reached the second curve. This time he waited until he was almost at the curve before starting to slow down, wanting to hurry up.

But he didn't expect that Chen Shuo didn't slow down at all, but accelerated slowly, gradually leveling with him.

This hand operation startled Zhuo Hefeng, and they entered the corner at the same time.

After entering the corner, Chen Shuo continued to accelerate. He drifted in a big bend and passed Zhuo Hefeng directly. When he was about to exit the corner, his speed increased instantly.

The racing car he was driving was like a real beast coming out of the cage, he swooped out and left Zhuo Hefeng's racing car behind in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Hefeng panicked, and after he turned the corner, he also started to speed up to catch up.

But how could Chen Shuo give him this chance?

Chen Shuo's racing car was getting faster and faster, only a phantom could be seen on the racing track, and Zhuo Hefeng's racing car was gradually no longer visible from the rear-view mirror.

But instead of slowing down, he continued to speed up.

The spectators watching the race from the sidelines were all stunned. They thought that a professional racing driver like Zhuo Hefeng would have no suspense in participating in this race.

No one expected that he would be overtaken by Chen Shuo at the second corner, and now he has been left far behind.

Everyone was talking.

"This Zhuo Hefeng can't be fake."

"No, you can find all the information on the Internet, and the person must be right."

"Then he was thrown away by a newcomer!"

"Is it because Zhuo Hefeng has not participated in the competition for a long time and is rusty?"

"Probably not. I know he set a track record in one city last month."

"Then this rookie is really fierce!"

"I don't see where they are newcomers, they are just pretending to be pigs and eating tigers!"

"Then you are wrong, I checked this person, he is really a newcomer, maybe it's talent!"

"Racing still talks about talent, it's still making people live!"

"This Zhuo Hefeng is miserable!"

Chen Shuo in the live broadcast has already left Zhuo Hefeng far away.

Zhuo Hefeng could no longer see Chen Shuo's racing car, which also made him break out in a cold sweat, his body began to tremble, stepping on the accelerator, but the racing car slowed down even more.

He had lost his calmness just now and turned into a caged beast that couldn't get out of the cage.

The operation began to deform, and I almost failed to turn several times.

The whole person has lost his mind.

Chen Shuo here was about to reach the finish line, but just as he was about to cross the finish line, his speed slowed down and he stopped slowly in front of the finish line.

The audience around did not understand what Chen Shuo was doing.

At this time, he looked at the rear mirror unhurriedly, waiting quietly, just like waiting for a friend.

Soon Zhuo Hefeng's car appeared, and he also saw Chen Shuo parked in front of the finish line.

Grit your teeth and continue to rush to the finish line.

Chen Shuo here saw Zhuo Hefeng's racing car appearing, sprinting towards the finish line quickly, and he also began to slowly approach the finish line.

After he reached the finish line, Zhuo Hefeng's car also crossed the finish line.

But it looked very funny, Zhuo Hefeng crossed the finish line with a whoosh, but lost, while Chen Shuo crossed the finish line slowly, but won.

Chen Shuo, who had crossed the finish line, parked his car and got out of the car calmly, but Zhuo Hefeng, who had already crossed the finish line, was reluctant to get off for a long time.

The audience around looked at Chen Shuo who was still smiling, as if they were looking at a demon.

The final finish line and others are full of insults.

But Chen Shuo didn't care, this was what Zhuo Hefeng had agreed in advance.

He walked slowly towards the racing car in front, looked at Zhuo Hefeng who still couldn't believe it, and said with a smile: "I told you before the race, I'm waiting for you!"

Hearing this made his face ugly.

It also reminded him of what he said, he said that he would wait for Chen Shuo at the finish line.

Now being retaliated, there is indeed someone waiting at the finish line, but the person waiting is not him.

Zhuo Hefeng looked at him and said unwillingly: "Chen Shuo, you have deceived everyone. You have such driving skills, but you never said anything about it."

"Are you very happy now, watching me jump around like a fool, how can you have such driving skills, this is not what a student like you should have." Zhuo Hefeng continued.

Hearing this, Chen Shuo gave him a funny look, and pretended to be surprised and said, "Driving is as simple as having hands! What skills do you need?"

Seeing Chen Shuo pretending to be so fake, Zhuo Hefeng really wanted to take off the steering wheel and slap him on the face.

How dare this man say such a thing.

Zhuo Hefeng got off the car and left angrily, he didn't want to hear Chen Shuo talking anymore.

Seeing such a result, the fans in Chen Shuo's live broadcast room were as excited as if they were celebrating the new year, and they didn't sympathize with Zhuo Hefeng at all.

"Haha! Great God 666!"

"Why is Zhuo Hefeng not arrogant anymore? Didn't he say before the match that he would not show mercy?"

"Yeah! Why are you wilting now!"

"I don't even look at who the Great God is, so I dare to provoke you casually."

"But the master's mouth is comparable to his driving skills."

"Average, average, number one in the world!"

"Xiaozhuo's mental quality is not good enough, let Chen Baiyou say a few more words!"

"Zhuo Hefeng: I'm afraid you want me to die."

"Hahaha!"

"Chen Baijiao's driving skills are top-notch even if he participates in world competitions."

"I dare not race with Chen Shuo in the future."

"Hey! Actually, my driving skills are not bad!"

"Brother, I also want to learn driving skills, in order to be as good as you."

"Same as above!"

"+1."