Chapter 612 (1/2)
1000 meters, 500 meters, 300 meters
Finally, in the public's waiting, park Changjun drove close to the end.
By the light, he clearly saw the depressing expression of those Koryo drivers who regarded him as the king. He also saw the scene that the Chinese driver surrounded Chen Feng in the middle. He also went to the strange faces on both sides of the track, and felt that the faces were full of ridicule!
”Park Chang Jun, the second highest ranking Korean cyclist, finished the race in 32 minutes, eight minutes slower than Chen Feng of Huaxia, and three minutes slower than Wang Jihong's record in Kunshan underground racetrack.”
Later, when Park Changjun drove the white Bugatti Veyron to the finish line, the ace commentator of the underground racetrack announced Park Changjun's results in time, and then cried out: ”let's give our warmest cheers, congratulations to Huaxia CHENFENG on winning the race!”
”Oh ~”
”car king Chen Feng!”
With the voice of the famous female commentator of the underground racetrack falling down, the scene again rang out earth shaking cheers and shouts.
The sound of thunder exploded in the sky for a long time.
The voice was like a powerful counterattack, responding to the Koryo riders.
The voice, like the magic sound from hell, was introduced into the car through the sealed car body, impacting Park Changjun's mind.
In the white Bugatti Veron, park Changjun's face turned white and his whole body shivered, so that when he stopped at the side of the track, he did not open the door to get out of the car, but leaned weakly on the car seat.
”Hey, the so-called Koryo King dare not face failure, even dare not get off the car!”
”Didn't he say we were cowards? In my opinion, he is a coward
”Shout like a mad dog before a race, and lose like a dead dog after a race!”
Seeing that park Changjun did not dare to get out of the car, both the Chinese drivers and the audience on the scene sneered.
Hula
at the same time, Li Dongqing, with the Koryo driver, walked quickly towards the white Bugatti Veyron.
”Hoo ~”
seeing Li Dongqing take a deep breath, park Changjun takes a deep breath, then tries to adjust his mood, pushes the door open, and slowly steps out of the car while a group of Koryo drivers are watching.
”Koryo Bonzi, aren't you very cool? Why don't you dare to get off the bus? ”
”That's right. It's a shame to say that it swept through the underground racing industry of China! I'm so ashamed of you
As park Changjun got off the bus, the audience at the scene yelled sarcastically.
Although Park Changjun could not understand what the audience was shouting, he could also think with his toes that the faces full of ridicule were not good words.
All of this, let him adjust the mood again appear violent fluctuation, want to leave this place immediately.
”Master, don't pay attention to them, just think they are a group of mad dogs barking at random!”
Aware of the change of Park Changjun's expression, Li Dongqing quickly opened his mouth to comfort him.
No answer, park Changjun's pupil suddenly enlarged, some panic to see the front.
Shua Shua Shua
At the same time, one after another looked at the front of Park Changjun.
In the public's gaze, Chen Feng with yuwenbo and a group of Chinese drivers, toward Park Changjun and other Koryo drivers came.