"Today is the first day of the first month. I beg the brothers, please hold these basic flowers in your hands." Qin Wu, are you courting death? Who's talking about cats and dogs! " When Mu Qing saw that his master had been humiliated, he immediately wanted to claim the credit and shouted angrily.

"You!"

Lin Ao Cang was not angry. Before this, Lin Zhaoyang had already informed him about it. Recently, he did not have many conflicts with Qin Wu, hence he did not dare to disobey.

"Mu Qing, there's no need to lower yourself to the level of a n.o.body. Please help him register the information." Lin Ao Cang sneered as he looked at Qin Wu, "Qin Wu, continue being so arrogant. You should be clear in your heart about the number of people you have offended in the past few days. With just a little skill in martial arts coupled with the fact that Mu Qianxue can't even take care of herself, it's only a matter of time before you pay the price. "Oh right, let me give you some more information. Grandpa Duanmu has already found out that Duanmu had been injured, so he's furious. I think it won't be too long before people from the Duanmu family come knocking on your door. At that time, I'd like to see if you can still act so arrogantly!"

"Zhu Yong Quan, bet as much money as you two have brought, as much as you can on me! Little Jun, you have to bet your pocket money as well. Tonight, Brother-in-law will let you make a huge profit. "

Zhu Yongqian and Lil 'Six were overjoyed to the extreme, as if all their pants had been tidied up. Together with Mu Qianjun's new year's savings and pocket money, the total was around twenty million.

"Brother Hao, this is the keys to the car. I'm betting all of my fortune on you. If I lose, I'll have to go home and ask my parents for food." Zhu Yong Quan gave the Lamborghini to Qin Wu. Although Zhu Yong Quan trusted Qin Wu, but with the great battle approaching, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Qin Wu waved his hands, "No need, I'll drive my own car. Otherwise, I'll have to get familiar with your car."

Zhu Yong Quan's face immediately fell, he was on the verge of tears, "Brother Hao, that's just an ordinary BMW M3, how can you run those super runs that have been modified and even have nitrogen added? There's still that race champion at the S Cla.s.s compet.i.tion. Big Bro, don't be careless. It's better to use mine. "

Zhu Yong Quan was well aware of his own technique, it would be embarra.s.sing for him to run away. Right now, he was at the point where he could not back down any further, so he could only shut his mouth.

Mu Qing and Lin Ao Cang were also stunned, the odds were already high enough for an unknown brat like Qin Wu to bet, and now that this fellow had appeared again, the odds directly went up to one to ten.

"Is this kid crazy?" An ordinary BMW M3 car wants to win a professional racer's race? "How is this possible!?" A look of disbelief appeared on Mu Qing's face. Right now, he only had one thought in mind — Qin Wu was going crazy. He was courting death.

The preparation time was soon over, and the match was about to begin. Qin Wu smiled and extended his hand to Mu Qianjun, "Beautiful young mistress, would you like to experience the thrill of the hormone stimulation?"

"Sure, sure." Mu Qianjun hurriedly nodded her head in agreement, then held Qin Wu's hand.

The two of them didn't look like contestants, but more like a couple who had nothing to do on their honeymoon and were looking for excitement. It really made people speechless.

The most eye-catching amongst them was, of course, Qin Wu's BMW M3. This car was the BMW M3 that Qin Hao had been accompanying Mu Qianjun a while ago, and Mu Qianxue had specially picked out a relatively low-key car from the garage for him to ride on, with a total value of a million or so.

The reason why the Heavenly Gate Mountain was called the Heavenly Gate Mountain was because it was tall and lofty with all sorts of winding paths, like a green dragon descending to the ground. In such a dangerous path, even normal driving was difficult for those drivers who weren't skilled enough, let alone running at the full speed of a racer. As long as they weren't careful, they would fall off a cliff and die.

It was also for this reason that Lin Ao Cang had strictly forbidden those young masters who were not skilled enough from seeking thrills to partic.i.p.ate in [S] cla.s.s compet.i.tions. He was willing to agree to Qin Wu's partic.i.p.ation. In fact, he was hoping that something bad would happen to Qin Wu and end his life. This way, he would be able to vent the hatred in his heart without any bloodshed.

"Brother-in-law, the match is about to begin." Mu Qianjun sat in the front pa.s.senger seat nervously as she swallowed her saliva.

Qin Wu laughed as he patted her head. "Are you afraid? If you're afraid, hold Brother-in-law's hand. Oh right, you must fasten your seat belt well. "

"You have to grab the handrails as well." Qin Wu warned again.

Mu Qianjun nodded, grabbing the armrest as her heart grew even more nervous. At the same time, some antic.i.p.ation could be seen in her heart.

Wu wu wu wu.....

….

The scene was filled with the roar of engines and engines. More than thirty high-grade cars were roaring at the same time, just like a war drum. The sound was so loud that it almost covered the cheers of the audience.

Before Mu Qianjun could recover, Qin Wu had already stepped down on the throttle. The BMW M3, under his skillful driving, was like a cheetah as it quickly ran forward and seized the initiative, leaving those who were running behind.

"Ahh …"

Mu Qianjun's heart began beating rapidly as a weightlessness feeling spread throughout her entire body. It was as though she was at a climax as she shouted out in excitement with a flushed face.

In contrast to Mu Qianjun's excitement, Zhu Yongqian and Lin Ao Cang, who had been watching the entire broadcast from the big screen, were completely dumbfounded, staring at the screen in shock.

A group of professional racers driving a top-notch modified sports car, their starting speed was actually slower than an ordinary BMW M3. What the f * ck is this international joke?

"Has Qin Wu's car been modified? How could an ordinary BMW M3 run so fast? Zhu Yong Quan, you guys are cheating! " Lin Ao Cang frowned, staring at the big screen, his face full of shock as he shouted.

Zhu Yong Quan just sneered, "Lin Ao Cang, don't embarra.s.s yourself, if your skills aren't as good as others, then your skills are inferior. So Brother Hao's car was bought by sister-in-law a long time ago, do you think it has been modified? If you do not believe, you can wait until the end of the compet.i.tion to investigate it. If there are no problems, then we will have to investigate it! "

At this point, Lin Ao Cang understood that Zhu Yong Quan should not have panicked. If this was really Qin Wu's true strength, then there must have been some sort of change in this compet.i.tion, and it was something that he had personally sent over.

Thinking of that terrifying payout and the amount of money he would lose from losing the race, Lin Ao Cang quickly ordered Mu Qing: "Inform Peter and the other drivers to stop the BMW 3 even if their lives are on the line, otherwise, I will take their lives!"