Looking at Lin Yan's leaving figure, a cold luster appeared in Su Cai's eyes.

There are rules in this arena. If Lin Yan wants to stand out, she will have to pay an unimaginable price!

…

At this moment, the audience on the field cheered even louder when they saw Lin Yan walking from the track.

Official live broadcast room.

The originally endless rhythm had disappeared without a trace at this moment.

At the last moment of the live broadcast of this event, all the netizens who watched the live broadcast and insulted Lin Yan were in disbelief.

The Twelve Young Masters of Temple Street: "Are you kidding me? That racing car was driven by Lin Yan just now? Are you sure? Is it a fake?"

Northwest Yi Zhihua: "It must be fake! The car was not driven by Lin Yan. Even if it was driven by Lin Yan, it would be Team Blitz that let it go!"

The keyboard warrior killed his account: "This ranking competition system is fake, you tell me? Are your brains eaten by zombies, or is the brain of the official stadium eaten by zombies? With your brain capacity, how can you register for one?

It’s not easy to watch the live broadcast with an account.”

Lin Yan has always been a black man: "Although I am disgusted with Lin Yan, in the ranking system, it is nonsense to talk about match-fixing. He can do it. He can provide convincing evidence. What kind of tycoon is Team Blitz?"

Who doesn’t know about the veteran team?

Lin Yan is nothing in their eyes. Do you think Team Blitz would fake matches for Lin Yan in the ranking system? There may be something wrong with your brains. In the end, Lin Yan has a bad character and is disgusting. Bah!"

Why is there no money in my wallet: "It's unbelievable that Lin Yan's racing ability is so terrifying. I always thought that she was deliberately setting up her character for the role of Yeva. Oh my god, today is really an eye-opener.

, please stop being disgusting, you keyboard warriors.

It is impossible for anyone to fake a match in such a stadium. Even if the Blitz team deliberately let things slip, can you do what Lin Yan did on the track?

Even if it’s a performance, it’s not that exaggerated. Didn’t you hear that even the commentator said she is the great magician of the track?”

The grumpy old man: "A bunch of idiots who don't understand racing, get out of the live broadcast room, cheat, and fake races. Do you really understand racing? Is Lin Yan's track control fake? His control of timing is fake."

Fake?

This is all based on my own hard power, and I almost showed it to the sky. A group of professional black guys came to our racing fan circle and disgusting people. You are so damned! It affects my mood while watching the game, gun!"

Not long after, the live broadcast room became polarized, with racing fans and entertainment fans yelling at each other, and even passers-by watching the fun joined in.

…

Prepare the playing field.

Lin Yan walked into the Hejia preparation arena and took off his helmet directly.

"Have tea, boss!"

Seeing Lin Yan return, Mo Shuyun ran all the way to Lin Yan's side and handed Lin Yan the mineral water.

"The boss smokes!"

Soon, Mo Shuyun took out the cigarette and handed it to Lin Yan.

Immediately, Lin Yan rolled her eyes at Mo Shuyun and said, "No."

Hearing this, Mo Shuyun's face was filled with a flattering smile, "It'll be fine, I'll teach you!"

Lin Yan: "..." Is this person suffering from trance?

"Boss, goddess, you are so awesome. I knew you had strength, but I didn't expect you to be so strong. You are so ruthless. You are a ruthless person! So awesome!" Mo Shuyun raised his eyebrows at Lin Yan.

Thumbs up.
Chapter completed!