I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

"As expected of the racing god Eric, he took on the responsibility. This truly proves the truth of Eric's famous words!"

"As long as I'm here, everyone here is trash! I have to admit that this statement is a bit arrogant, but Eric does have the ability! He deserves the title of the God of Racing."

Under the various exaggerations of the racing commentator, the audience burst into loud cheers again.

"God of Cars! God of Cars! God of Cars!"

"Eric! Eric! Eric!"

Qi Feng's smile grew wider, and the smugness in his eyes was evident.

Wen Wan almost surpassed Eric, which surprised him greatly. He was nervous for a moment, but fortunately Eric remained calm and turned the situation around, putting his heart at ease.

He was making a big deal out of nothing. Wen Wan only knew how to drive. As for what happened just now, it was just good luck. When car No. 1 was entangled with car No. 9, Wen Wan's car No. 8 took advantage of the opportunity.

Ji Shiyu's face looked unhappy. He frowned, clenched his fists, and his palms were wet.

I was worried about Wen Wan.

The scene just now was so thrilling. If he was driving car No. 8, it would have overturned by now.

Everyone in the audience was admiring Eric's amazing move, except Ji Shi and who were still in shock.

On the track, Wen Wan looked straight ahead with an indifferent expression on her beautiful face.

She was becoming more and more accustomed to the current speed, turning the steering wheel carelessly, staying close to the rear of car No. 1.

Eric in car No. 1 had sweat running from his forehead to his chin. He gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands. Car No. 8 was biting too tightly. God knows how much effort he had just used to prevent car No. 8 from overtaking him.

Until now my fingers are shaking and my heart is trembling.

He was just invited to play this outdoor competition during his vacation. The championship was not a sure thing for him, but he could have fun and earn some extra money at the same time.

But he didn't expect that there would be more than one master in this kind of wild competition.

He miscalculated. Not only would he not get any extra money, he might even be sacrificed here today. If he really lost this game, how would he have the face to return to Country G or to return to the international arena?

Eric clenched his back teeth. He couldn't lose. He absolutely couldn't lose.

The more he tried to do so, the more flaws he revealed, and he was nearly overtaken by Wen Wan's car No. 8 several times.

The further Eric got into the race, the more he felt he was lacking the strength to do what he wanted. He could clearly feel that the driver of car number 8 was getting stronger and stronger. Why was that?

There was no driver change during the race, but the driver of car No. 8 seemed to have completely changed his style compared to the beginning.

Every time he thought she was about to overtake, he predicted her position, but she was a step slower.

It was strange, the man seemed to be playing with him, driving him forward all the time, jumping around madly on his baseline.

It made him extremely mentally broken.

Just when he thought he had no way of overtaking himself, he would overtake himself and then slow down to wait for him to become the lead car again, and this went back and forth several times.

After such a long period of intense concentration, Eric went completely crazy.

Is the driver of car number 8 a pervert?

Walk him like a dog.

Give him hope and make him despair.

The audience was going crazy at this moment.

"This car number 8 is quite something. To be able to compete with Eric at such an extreme, its strength must be world-class. However, compared to Eric, it still lacks a bit of interest."

"Eric is too good. He has been suppressing number 8 the whole time. Eric must be teasing number 8. With his strength, he should have reached the finish line by now."

"That's right. Is there any need to doubt the God of Cars's ability? It's a rare opportunity to relax during the holiday. The God of Cars is here to play with these little Karamis."

"Honestly, why do I feel like No. 8 is teasing Eric?"

"You're hallucinating! Do you know what you're talking about? Bro! This is the God of Cars! The God of Cars!"

Commentator B's excited voice blared from the loudspeaker, "The race has reached its final sprint! It's so tense! The last corner, the champion will be decided at the last corner. It's so tense I can't even watch!"