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Chapter 341 It's Not About You

He Xiong felt thoughtful after hearing what the zh1 team members said.

There is indeed such a regulation. On the day of the game, all the players on the field have been confirmed and reported, so there is no way to temporarily replace the players.

"Well, I actually have something I want to tell you." He Xiong pondered for a moment and looked at the god of Z and the group of zh1's team members.

"Uncle He Xiong, if you have anything to do, just say it." zh1's Mu Mu smiled.

"That's right. Lin Yan is just an ordinary navigator. All she knows is the theoretical knowledge in racing. If she is asked to play, she will make a joke. Although she is Mingkai's cousin, there is no need for everyone to pay attention to her unreasonable trouble." He Xiong said.

This time, the reason why zh1 replaced the He Family Racing Team racer Zhang Yun, He Xiong thought that zh1 must be because Lin Yan is Mingkai's cousin.

After hearing He Xiong's words, everyone present looked at each other.

Where did He Xiong get his confidence in his son?

His son may be in a low-level racing team, and his racing skills are pretty good, but in a medium-level racing team, he doesn't even have the qualifications to become a substitute, let alone such a top domestic team.

"Everyone, the competition begins soon, thank you for your hard work."

God Z looked at He Xiong, He Mingkai and the He family team and smiled slightly.

After saying that, God Z did not continue to say anything, and immediately took the members of the zh1 team away.

...

"Damn, you guys see!"

After God Z left with the zh1 team members, one of the pilots of the He family's convoy's eyes fell on the group of people who had just entered the field not far away.

“It looks familiar.”

Qingli said softly.

"Wait... Isn't it familiar? These people are not speed teams!"

A racer from the He family team looked surprised and couldn't believe it.

"What?!"

“speed?!”

"Air...Air Force's team, speed!"

"It's the Air Force that has been in the second league in the world and has competed with the great master of Lang Python?!"

"Not bad, it's him!!"

At this moment, He Xiong looked excited and looked at He Mingkai beside him: "Mingkai, have you seen it? How sensational was this game? Even the entire team of speed is here!"

"Mingkai, this is your chance." Qingli said seriously: "Even teams of speed are showing up to watch this game in person..."

As soon as Qingli finished speaking, everyone in the ww team immediately went up to meet him.

"The speed is here, I am not welcome!" One of the WW team members hurriedly said.

Speed's captain Air Force has a great reputation in the international racing circle.

"Everyone, I'll let our captain come over!" the ww team member said excitedly.

“No need.”

Suddenly, the handsome man in a white casual shirt glanced at everyone in the WW team and said, "We're here, we're not looking at you."

"ah?"

As the Air Force finished speaking, the members of the WW team looked surprised.

This game is a match between WW team and He family team. Speed ​​is not for WW team, that is...

"This time, we are here mainly for the He family team. You can go and have fun." One of the speed players said impatiently.

In their eyes, there is nothing in the top Chinese giant team.

This time, the purpose of speed came very clearly, with only one.

Watch the track technology of the track god yeva.

In recent times, the Air Force has completely found out about Lin Yan's background.
Chapter completed!
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