Chapter 599 (1/2)

Because, at the beginning of the competition, the Korean underground racing industry gave the Chinese underground racing industry a bad start!

Chen Feng was not interested in this. After a look, he withdrew his eyes. He took the elevator with yuwenbo and Ji Hong to the third floor, and then entered a reserved box. It is also the most luxurious box in the VIP Hall. It covers an area as large as a small movie hall.

”Chen Shao, Ji Shao, Bo Shao!”

In the box, a beautiful narrator and two beautiful waiters in cheongsam had been waiting for a long time. When they saw three people entering the box, they bowed to say hello.

”Wenbo, let them out.” Chen Feng smiles at three people, and then settles on Yu Wenbo.

”Yes, brother Feng.”

Although I don't know why Chen Feng didn't let the announcer and the beautiful waiters stay here, Yu Wenbo took the order at the first time, then waved his hand to signal the three people to leave.

At the same time, a screen again showed that three or two motorcycles with Koryo license plates were the first to rush through the monitoring office.

”If nothing happens, you lose the first game.” Seeing this, Chen Feng said.

”We are not as good as the Koryo people when we play motorcycles.” Yu Wenbo nodded, he also saw that the game was going to lose.

”What's the stake in this game?” Chen Feng asked.

”Not much. A million dollars.”

Yu Wenbo replied: ”in the next five races, the first four races are three million dollars, six million dollars, eight million dollars and ten million dollars respectively. In the last game, my master and Koryo car king Pu Changjun compete, and the bet is 100 million dollars.”

”It seems that the last game is the main thing.” Chen Feng said.

”Yes, Chen Shao. Whether it's the stakes or the significance, the last game is crucial

This time Ji Hong nodded and then added: ”however, although the stakes in the previous races are not big, they are also related to the face of the whole Chinese underground racing industry.”

”Well.”

Chen Feng nodded, then took the red wine from yuwenbo, gently shaking the glass.

Because of the competition to be held later, yuwenbo and Jihong did not serve wine, but served champagne.

As Chen Feng three people judge, the first race, China underground car industry lost.

Three Koryo motorcyclists drove their cars through the finish line successively, occupying the top three places, while the remaining three Huaxia motorcyclists crossed the finish line after 30 seconds, 52 seconds and 84 seconds respectively, which was not small.

”Tiger, the second game, we must win it!”

With the end of the race, Ji Hong picked up his mobile phone and dialed the phone of the Chinese driver in the second race, who was a member of the Huaxia super running club.

”Don't worry, the president will take it!”

Soon, a voice came from the receiver, full of confidence.

Ji Hong stopped talking and hung up the phone.

At the same time, two drivers' messages appeared on the screen of the box.

Chinese driver: Wu Hu, male, 22 years old, a member of Huaxia super running club. He has participated in Nangang and Busan underground racing competitions and won 12 and 16 places respectively. He did not enter the black car list. The odds of winning: 9.

Koryo driver: Asano Youji, male, member of Gaoli Chaorun club. Up to now, he has only participated in the underground racing competition in Korea, and has not been listed in the black car list. The winning odds are 9.

”Do you know anything about Koryo drivers?” Seeing the information on the screen, Chen Feng asked.