plane old driver

Chapter 210 The game has not yet started, doubts are everywhere!
Arriving at the so-called trading place, Zhang Xiaojun tried his best to make himself look ordinary, got the things smoothly, and then left the city smoothly, and the two troublesome monsters also escaped to the agreed place. The place……

"So smooth?"

"grown ups!"

"Okay, don't worry about it, let's go!"

The three of them boarded Santana and began to drive towards the return road, and returned to the demon world without any danger.

"Brother Xiaojun, so fast!"

"Well, the journey went well!"

Zhang Xiaojun nodded and handed the things to Qing Lingzi. After Qing Lingzi checked and confirmed that there was no problem, he handed over five thousand spirit stones to Zhang Xiaojun.

Looking at the generous reward in his hand, Zhang Xiaojun couldn't even close his mouth with a smile, and drove back in the Santana.

"Young Master, this..."

"Don't worry about that for the time being, as long as the things are in hand, then start to act!"

Sparks started to sparkle in Qing Lingzi's eyes, and they were finally about to start their Qing family's ambitious plan, but he didn't know that he was just a pawn, a black hand who promoted the war, and the transaction went so smoothly this time because someone secretly helped That's all.

Zhang Xiaojun took this seemingly dangerous task as a plan to earn extra money. After returning to Chuzhou City, the system rewarded 200 natural attribute points, and Zhang Xiaojun hurriedly exchanged for the cushion with 199 points.

"Wow... It's really high-end, it's cool, and it even comes with a massage..."

Zhang Xiaojun feels that the new cushion is simply smart and understands Zhang Xiaojun's needs.

[Task [-] is released below: Replace all the accessories of the vehicle with A-grade ones. 】

"What? Is Nima crazy? How long does it take to replace this?"

Zhang Xiaojun was speechless, he needed a lot of natural attribute points, does this mean he gave up?After returning home depressed, Zhang Xiaojun began to practice swordsmanship.

……

The next day, Zhang Xiaojun was woken up by Chen Qi early in the morning, saying that the match was still at ten o'clock. After Zhang Xiaojun finished washing, he notified Li Buyi, and the two went to pick up Meng Qi and Lin Yu'er.

"Holy shit, cousin, you... the golden house hides the beauty, hides several..." Li Buyi looked at Meng Qi, he couldn't turn his head. Thinking of his tragic experience, he almost wanted to cry.

"Don't make up your mind, they are all your siblings!"

"What..." Li Buyi was a little confused, and accepted two at a time, and the relationship was not bad by visual inspection.

"By the way, did you inform Chen Xuefeng?"

"Notification, must be notified, that is the real God, your cousin I spend money, more or less feel a little distressed, that guy spent more than one billion last year, but he earned thirty dollars last year Hundreds of millions." Li Buyi said enviously.

"I'll go, it's so powerful!"

"That is, after all, they are members of the old family. Rookie families like us are always subject to various suppressions. Oh, it's too messy!"

……

Not long after, they arrived at the competition place. Zhang Xiaojun sent Li Buyi and Lin Yuer Mengqi to the viewing area below Panlong Mountain, and then went to the starting place of the competition with Fatty.

Many luxury cars were parked on the two-way four-lane road, and many car fans took photos beside the luxury cars, and some even asked for autographs of some well-known racing drivers.

"The car still has fans who want to sign autographs?"

"That's a must. Someone must want it."

"so good!"

Zhang Xiaojun was a little envious. He didn't think that a good racing driver would get this kind of treatment, but then Zhang Xiaojun understood that it's not enough to be a good racing driver. If you have a good car, at least your own Santana doesn't count. Good" in the word.

"You guys, how could there be Santana..."

"Yes, why do you see that it still has the number plate of the game on it?"

"Are you sure it's a Santana, not a certain luxury car..." The speaker stopped talking, because he could clearly see the car logo, and it was indeed a rubbish Santana worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Those who come here are either those who don’t have a car and come here to see the world, or those who are rich and like cars. The cars under their hands are not too low-grade. Seeing Santana driving here, they are a little bit uncomfortable. Comfortable, like a donkey in a herd of alpacas.

"What the hell, actually let a Santana participate in the final, isn't that nonsense?"

"Wait, maybe it's a modified car?"

"Modify the wool, look at the tires and exhaust pipes yourself, they are all original."

……

"Ahem, cough, Xiaojun, they look down on your Santana."

"Do you look down on me? Do they still want to beat me? I just like to see them look at me unhappy, and they can only make love in their hearts." Zhang Xiaojun said with a smile.

"You are shameless."

"By the way, have you told my cousin about the game?"

"I said, the nouveau riche will be responsible, are you sure? If so, let's play a big game." Chen Qi rubbed his hands, as if recalling the last time he raced in Panlong Mountain.

"It's not very sure. There are too many cars this time. They are all professional racers and cars. I don't know much about their performance. If you want to win, you have to take the opportunity to see them while running on the Panlong Mountain road. .”

"Well, let's try first and don't rush to place a bet."

"Well, let's keep things secret, this kind of amount is too big, get caught..."

"Don't worry, there are all kinds of people participating, if they die together, do you think they will cause trouble for themselves?"

"Ah."

Under everyone's puzzled eyes, Zhang Xiaojun parked Santana on the track, and Chen Qi handed the participation permit to the staff through the window, and the staff took it to confirm with the competition supervisor after reading it. went.

"Fuck, why are you going? Xiaojun, is it because our car is too...he thinks we are fake?"

Zhang Xiaojun smiled embarrassingly. It is true that not many people have seen Santana come to race the car, almost none of them. It is reasonable for these people to react like this.

"Okay, hold back, who told us that our car is better than others."

"Ah."

However, Chen Qi felt that his face was a little hot, because more and more people were watching them, and some young people deliberately mocked Zhang Xiaojun and the others with the keys of the sports car.

"Fatty, why don't we give up the game, it's so embarrassing!" Zhang Xiaojun laughed.

"Okay, let's go back now." Chen Qi didn't lift his eyes.

This spit out a mouthful of old blood from Zhang Xiaojun's anger, what kind of thing is this, in the end Zhang Xiaojun directly closed his eyes, ignoring the eyes of these ordinary people, so as not to make himself angry.

The participating cars arrived one after another, but there was a racing car worth tens of millions that was delayed on the road, did not participate in the preliminary round and could not coordinate with the organizer, so it actually got angry.

"Why can a broken Santana participate in the competition, but my car can't!"

(End of this chapter)