"Three."
"Two."
"One."
"Begin!"
With a command...
The Lykan supercar and modified golf car shot out like arrows.
But Ye Feng's Lykan was not a professional race car.
In the beginning, it was far slower than Qiu Min's golf car.
He was immediately left behind.
"Hahaha, I knew this kid was asking to be humiliated. How dare he PK with God Qiu? He's courting death!"
"His car is at a disadvantage. God Qiu's golf car was modified by an expert. Just the raw materials cost 6 to 7 million."
"Even if he doesn't modify it, he can't beat God Qiu. With God Qiu's skills, she can definitely participate in international competitions. She's just too lazy to go."
"This kid has been left behind since the beginning. If he can't find a chance to overtake, then he will definitely lose this game."
"God Qiu is too kind. She didn't even discuss the bet with him. She should have thought of a way to win his car."
