My wife was kidnapped, my black technology was exposed

"They are all professional racing drivers. It seems that the bet between Yingfeng Group and Augusta is true!"

"Well, I'm new here, what is the bet between them..."

"It is said that Yingfeng Group intends to acquire Augusta, but Augusta has made a request, that is, Yingfeng Group should find three non-professional racing drivers to compete with professional players and win the first place!"

Hearing this, the people around gasped.

Want non-professional drivers to outperform the professional drivers arranged by Augusta?

How is this possible? !

"Then how will Yingfeng Group accept the recruitment? Have they found someone?" One of them hastily asked the question that everyone was concerned about.

The person who had some news shook his head: "I don't know, it is said that they found it, but who they are looking for, I don't know..."

"It's from the Dongsheng team, a youth training team, and two of the three belong to the Dongsheng team." Another person next to him who also had information said directly.

"Even for young players, it is difficult to outperform professional racers, right? There is still a huge gap between the two."

"I think so too, and this Dongsheng team has never heard of it."

"I think it sounds familiar, but I just can't remember it. It seems to have been mentioned in something."

"emmmmm... I feel the same way, but where does this team hear?"

People around thought hard, but they always felt that this memory was a bit long ago, and they didn't pay much attention to it at the time.

It made them unable to remember what they thought.

At the same time, Tang Ke and others also came to the scene and entered the rest area.

"Brother Tang Ke is here, do you want me to tell you the rules of this competition?" Tang Ke and others just got out of the car when Chen Zimo walked towards them.

"Tell me, I don't know too well." Tang Ke took off his helmet and helped his wife get out of the car together.

"This competition is a three-person time race. Each person runs five laps, and the final result is the sum of all the lap times of the three persons!"

Chen Zimo said: "So we want to win the first place. The speed of the three of us cannot be slow. If the combined time is the shortest in the audience!"

In the three-person time match, the pig teammates are most afraid of.

Once a person makes a mistake and rolls over, or runs too slowly, it will drag the whole team back.

Basically, one person's mistake means that the team is dead!

"At that time, each team will have one player, and they will take turns to play."

Chen Zimo continued: "Brother Tang Ke, you have never participated in the competition, so Brother Tian and I will go first. You can watch it here first, and it will be your turn in the third round."

He knew that Tang Ke had skills, but he had never participated in a competition.

Regarding what to do after entering the arena and some rules, Tang Ke must not know.

Even if he said it verbally, Tang Ke probably wouldn't be able to remember it.

So Chen Zimo and Zhang Tian decided to put Tang Ke in the third round and give him some time to digest.

By the way, you can see how other people do it, so as not to make an own goal when they play.

"I'm fine. Come on, both of you, don't hold back." Tang Ke joked with a smile.

"Hahaha! There will be no problems between us, after all, we are brought out by Brother Long." Chen Zimo laughed loudly.

"Brother Long?" Tang Ke asked curiously.

"It's a brother of mine. He used to be very famous in the car industry. It's a pity that he quit the team and went to Lamo." Zhang Tian walked up and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Is that so..."

Tang Ke nodded, not paying too much attention.

As the audience grew, so did the professional players.

Many familiar foreign faces drove the motorcycle fans in the auditorium into a frenzy!

Five professional teams, each with three professional racers.

Augusta doesn't want to give Yingfeng Group any chance!

He didn't hesitate to spend a lot of money to invite so many professional drivers.

"By the way, who is the third person on the side of Yingfeng Group?" A fan asked in the auditorium.

"Um, that's not clear, it's not Dongsheng's team anyway."

"My friend knows the Dongsheng team. I heard that the other party is just an amateur driver, but he is a folk master."

"Folk masters? Please! This is not the world of martial arts. No matter how good folk masters are, they can't beat professional racing drivers!"

Some people immediately expressed doubts. Maybe private masters exist, but at most they can only compete with some youth training.

But if you race against a professional driver, you will definitely be tortured by blood!

Whoa!

The deafening din suddenly sounded, and everyone turned their attention to the track.

Six riders drove their own locomotives to the field at the same time, causing the audience to cheer.

All kinds of whistles and shouts were noisy.

(Answer 104 in Chapter 184 is book friend group 3933)

Chapter 59 Book Writers Can Play Locomotives?

Of the six contestants, five were professional racing drivers they usually see on TV, which thrilled the audience.

As for the other one, it was Chen Zimo, a player from the Dongsheng team recruited by Yingfeng Group.

"The audience is shouting, but not cheering for me, but it doesn't matter, I will use my strength to meet your uproar at the finish line."

The handsome face under Chen Zimo's helmet smiled smartly, and the Honda CBR1000RR under him was roaring, ready to go.

"Welcome everyone. This event is not a professional event. It is a private event jointly organized by Augusta Corporation and Yingfeng Group."

"Five professional teams have been invited to this event, they are: BMW, Ducati, Kawasaki, Honda, Suzuki!"

As the host's voice came out from the huge speakers, the enthusiasm of the audience was ignited to the highest point.

"As for the three players found by Yingfeng Group this time, their goal is to win the championship in the three-person time race. There is no restriction on the type of locomotive. Let's take a look at their information."

The next moment, the names of Zhang Tian, ​​Chen Zimo, and Tang Ke, as well as the vehicles used were displayed on an electronic screen.

"The civilian version of the locomotive? Isn't it? How confident are you in your modification, and you plan to use the civilian version of the locomotive to outperform the track version of the locomotive?"

"The car is a civilian version, but they have already changed the car into a track version. Didn't you see that the rearview mirror was removed?"

"Yes, the calipers and the trip computer have been changed. How could such a low-level mistake be made?"

"After all, he was recruited by the Yingfeng Group. Although it is a youth training, I always feel that it is worth seeing."

The fans at the scene more or less know a little about motorcycles, and they can discuss it with anyone.

Naturally, Zhang Tian and Chen Zimo would not make such a mistake. They had already disassembled the rearview mirror last night and replaced it with wind wings.

As for Tang Ke's Augusta, of course it was also replaced.

He is someone who knows locomotive manufacturing technology, how could he not understand this.

The reason why I kept it before was because I wanted to run in the city so that I could see the cars coming from behind.

"Wait a minute, what did I see?!"

"Fuck, Tang Ke? Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Augusta F4 Claudio, driven by Tang Ke?!"

"Good guy, it's really that Tang Ke, the one shown in the photo is him."

"Ah, does Tang Ke still play motorcycles?"

"Hmph, my friend who knows the Dongcheng Racing Team told me yesterday that Tang Ke's skills are no worse than that of a professional racing driver!" The former whistleblower said again.

"No way, isn't Tang Ke a writer of novels?"

"The writer of novels can still drive? Er... well, he can really drive, but not a locomotive."

"Hey~ Anyone can play a locomotive~ I think Tang Ke is sure~"

"Brother, you are from Taiwan, right? You speak very well~"

……

At the same time, Zhang Yaxuan and Jin Yumeng, who were in the rest area, opened the live broadcast room at the same time.

How can such a great event not be broadcast live?

"Hello, my family, do you know where I am?"

Zhang Yaxuan waved at the camera, and then pointed the camera at Chen Zimo on the track.

The people on the track are already ready to go, and the sound of the engine is like a beast preparing to attack, humming.

She turned the camera back again and said, "It's at the Shanghai Motorcycle Raceway. There is a special competition here today. I believe you will like it."

mua~

Suddenly, a black figure appeared from the live broadcast and kissed Zhang Yaxuan on the face.

Then it moved away at an astonishing speed, and the fans in the live broadcast room didn't have time to see the person's appearance clearly.

The speed is too fast to blur...

Zhang Yaxuan stood still and laughed helplessly.

"Good guy, did a big mouse run over just now?"

"Well, I saw it too. I guess this big mouse is called Old Tang."

"Old Tang, don't hide, who else would do such a thing to our tens of millions of viewers except you?"

"What is Old Tang wearing? It's dark and not autumnal."

The audience has long been accustomed to the scene where Tang Ke sneaked a kiss and then disappeared.

"Don't hide, come and say hello to my fans." Zhang Yaxuan smiled and pulled her husband into the camera.

Tang Ke appeared in the live broadcast room wearing a racing suit with a black background and gold patterns.

Tang Ke's racing suit stunned the fans in the live broadcast room.

"What's the matter with Old Tang's attire? Do you think you are a racing driver wearing a racing suit?"

"Um, I feel like it might not be as simple as we thought..."

"Sister Yaxuan said just now that there is a special competition today. Could it be that Old Tang wants to play two games?"

"Hahahaha! Don't be ridiculous, although old Tang is a good driver, he can't start a car."

"Sister Yaxuan, tell us quickly, why is Old Tang dressed up like this? It's not a cosplay, to blend in with the environment, right?"

Everyone in the live broadcast room was full of curiosity and chattered.

"Hee hee, you really guessed it right, my old Tang is the third round contestant, let's not talk about it, the competition has begun!"

Zhang Yaxuan stopped talking, and the camera turned to Chen Zimo again.

"Ah this? Did I hear correctly? Old Tang is going to play?"

"What the hell, don't tease me."

"I guess I'm just joking. Old Tang is a writer of novels. He knows how to drive."

"That's right, I guess sister Yaxuan is joking with us."

"..."

on the field.

With the end of the countdown, six motorcycles started at the same time.

Boom!

The engine roared, and the speed of the six people gradually increased, turning into several dotted lines!

Players exchanged positions, and professional teams competed with each other.

As for Chen Zimo, they have already been ignored.