"Zhang Yifei, I heard that you have become an F1 driver now. We also want to see the strength of the F1 driver. Do you have the courage to run with us on the Dongwangyang Track today and let me see how powerful you are now."

"Don't run."

Zhang Yifei simply rejected two words. What are the real people who dare to come to challenge F1 drivers these days. Do you really treat yourself as a scallion?

"Is this a fearless person?"

"Afraid?"

Zhang Yifei sneered, then stepped forward, pushed directly to Shao Lin, and said in a condescending manner.

"You are worthy of running with me?"

When he was in Hong Kong, Mr. Lin was half a head shorter than Zhang Yifei. After this year of professional training, Zhang Yifei's body is now much stronger than that time, and his height has increased a lot, close to 1.8 meters.

More importantly, the aura of Zhang Yifei is far from comparable to high school students who can compete in street racing.

The titles of Renault's three consecutive championships, the youngest F1 driver and other titles invisibly made Zhang Yifei's momentum soar. Perhaps the spirit of kings and dominance is a bit weak, but the kind of winner confidence brought by the champion completely overwhelmed Lin Shao in front of him.

Facing Zhang Yifei's sharp gaze and the overwhelming momentum that came over, Lin Shao instinctively took a step back.

His action instantly made a boo sound on the scene. It was indeed as Zhang Yifei said, just like this, it was worthy of becoming an opponent of the F1 driver?

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