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078 Far From

The news came out after running for six minutes, and the drivers from the mountain top were in full swing.

Regardless of whether there is Che Shenfei, at least one thing can be confirmed now, that is, the entire journey of the Qixing Mountain Road can indeed enter six minutes. It can even be confirmed from the side that Che Shenfei's legend has a certain authenticity.

"Is that what, I didn't expect this hair-chewing person to be so powerful, I really ran into six minutes!"

"It's not good to call me a haircut now. Lin Xiangbei is really capable of pretending to be slap."

Another mountain road driver retorted that Lin Xiangbei had now begun to erect an idol halo in his heart.

"What's that called? Beautiful boy?"

"I would like to call him the Seven Star Mountain Race God!"

"That's right, Che Shenbei!"

There may be many problems with underground racing, but one thing that has to be admitted is that it is true and advocates the strong.

Lin Xiangbei conquered the Qixing Mountain Riders at the scene with his own speed, and it can even be said that he actually became the Qixing Mountain Rider God. Perhaps from this night, there will be a legend about Qixing Mountain God Bei in the future.

"Lezai, prepare to go down the mountain."

When the ending was already staged, Li Wenfeng suddenly felt bored. After all, underground racing is underground racing. Only by proving himself on the professional stage can he be truly remembered and praised.

"Um."

Fang Jiale responded, then sat in the Lexus GS430 with Li Wenfeng and drove towards the foot of Qixing Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, Lin Xiangbei had learned from the excited reporting voice of the driver at the observation point that he had done to complete the entire journey of Qixing Mountain.

To be honest, although he ran for six minutes, he was not very satisfied with the time of 5 minutes, 59 seconds, and 62. After all, he was the strongest F1 driver in China in his previous life, but he ended up being the same as a car god who didn't know the true or false, and he couldn't be called the extreme speed.

Of course, if there is no fight with Zhao Wenjie and the others in front, or if Lin Xiangbei drives a better car to run, he is confident that the time spent on the full run will be increased by 3 to 5 seconds. This is what Lin Xiangbei really wants to do his best!

Not long after Lin Xiangbei stopped the car, Qin Hao followed him to the foot of the mountain. He was not feeling well at this moment, but he still squeezed out a smile and said, "You won, congratulations."

Looking at Qin Hao's smile that was even worse than crying, Lin Xiangbei waved his hand and replied: "You kid are not someone who can't afford to lose, let alone you will understand in the future that you will not lose unjustly today."

"Is that true? But I still have a question."

"no."

Before Qin Hao could ask, Lin Xiangbei gave a direct answer.

Because Lin Xiangbei knew very well what Qin Hao wanted to ask, it was nothing more than whether he was a professional driver, and he wanted to lose clearly.

But Lin Xiangbei will never say this answer. If one day he can return to the peak, then Qin Hao will probably be relieved.

After all, losing to the future world champion is not a shameful thing.

While the two were talking, Zhao Wenjie's ae86 also came to the foot of Qixing Mountain. He was more than a minute slower than Lin to the north.

Under normal circumstances, Zhao Wenjie cannot achieve a score of 7 points, so this also shows that his mentality has indeed collapsed.

Getting out of the car and looking at Qin Hao and Lin Xiangbei standing next to the car, Zhao Wenjie's face changed a lot. Finally, he gritted his teeth and walked to Lin Xiangbei and said, "Give me the card number, three million will be transferred to you in the next few days."

So refreshing?

It was a bit beyond Lin Xiangbei's expectations for Zhao Wenjie to simply agree to admit the account. To be honest, he was mentally prepared to refuse the other party's debt.

After all, this is three million, not three hundred thousand, or three thousand. Even if you can afford performance cars these days, it is impossible to be a poor comparison. Underground racing rarely has sky-high bets like three million.

Or to put it another way, it is normal to lose money, but it is really a bit surprising to admit the money.

However, Lin Xiangbei was too lazy to think about Zhao Wenjie. It would be a problem that losing three million would hurt. Since he decided to accept it, he had to be prepared to accept the loss. If Lin Xiangbei lost, he would also have to admit defeat.

So there was no nonsense. Lin Xiangbei took out a bank card and handed it to Zhao Wenjie. There was also the three million that Feng Bingman called to form a convoy. It can be said that Lin Xiangbei's current possession is currently the only one, but fortunately he didn't lose.

Zhao Wenjie took out his cell phone and recorded the card number, then returned the bank card to Lin Xiangbei, and then turned around and left.

After all, this mountain track race tonight is not just a simple loss, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a life blow. He never thought that he would be so vulnerable in Qixing Mountain.

However, after opening the ae86 car door, Zhao Wenjie stopped the movements in his hand, hesitated for a moment and looked at Lin Xiangbei and said, "From today on, you will be the Qixing Mountain Bike God."

"I'm not interested in being a seven-star mountain bike god."

Lin Xiangbei directly denied that his ambition has never been about underground racing. Only by standing on the championship podium and proving the strength of himself or the Chinese driver is his ultimate dream.

"Whether you admit it or not, there will be a name for Che Shenbei in Guangdong Province in the future."

After saying this, Zhao Wenjie took his AE86 and left. Once upon a time, the name of the Seven Star Mountain Racing God was the highest honor that underground drivers like him yearned for. As a result, it seems that it is just a child playing house and no master comes to play.

But when a master becomes the new generation of Qixing Mountain Coach God, his deeds will still be circulated in the circle and become the next "Car God Fei".

Regarding Zhao Wenjie's words, Lin Xiangbei smiled and shook his head. He didn't care about these things at all, unless the title of the car god comes from F1, just like the car gods Senna and Schumacher.

A few minutes later, Li Wenfeng's gs430 also came down from Qixing Mountain. Lin Xiangbei and Qin Hao returned to the car and began to return to the Guangzhou-Shenzhen base.

When passing the supermarket on the way, Lin Xiangbei and several others bought some daily necessities. If nothing unexpected happens, he will conduct closed training in the Guangzhou-Shenzhen base in the next period of time and then participate in the professional rally competition.

To be honest, Lin Xiangbei is looking forward to participating in professional competitions as soon as possible, and even the highest level of WRC.

In this way, he can compete on the same stage with future nine-time champion Loeb, four-time champion Ogil, and even F1 world champion Kimi Raikkonen, to experience the stimulation of two completely different car events.

When he returned to the factory building of the Guangzhou-Shenzhen base, it was already early in the morning, and Qin Hao did not come with him. After all, he was not from the future team, and he had already wanted to run around with Lin Xiangbei.

On the sofa in the middle of the factory, the old drunkard was lying on it and snoring sounds. There were several empty wine bottles on the coffee table. It was obvious that he fell asleep again in the evening.

"Is this the speed king Xu Lang that year?"

Li Wenfeng pointed at the old drunkard and asked, with a strange expression on his face. You should know that the speed driver Xu Lang was once the top rally driver in China and had hope of impacting WRC.

As a result, I saw that I looked like a drunken drunk, which was a bit beyond Li Wenfeng's expectations.

"Um."

Lin Xiangbei nodded. He was no longer surprised by this look.

He casually covered the blanket on the sofa on the old drunkard. Lin Xiangbei turned around and said to Qin Hao and Lezai, "You can live in the room here if you are empty, so you can do it yourself."

After saying that, Lin Xiangbei walked into his room, practiced for a round of twisting his waist during the day, and then went to Qixing Mountain to run again at night. He was exhausted and wanted to lie down.
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