Fast time travel: the full-level heartthrob is the villain

As night fell, a silver-gray sports car with smooth lines was galloping on the mountain road in Beishan Road. It was so fast that only the red afterimage of the taillights could be seen.

There were many sports cars in front of him, and it seemed that his extremely fast and beautiful sports car seemed like an outsider broke into their family gathering.

People around cast their gazes one after another. There were several waves of people making noise in the center of the crowd. You could even see a few people raising their fists high, fighting in minutes.

But in the end they didn't fight. They seemed to have finished their conversation, and each of them dispersed to find a place to stay.

A few people walked away, saying something with indignant expressions.

Among them stood a woman with a cold face, slim and graceful, with a delicate and beautiful appearance, showing her sharpness in a place where there were no acquaintances.

It's the heroine, Wen Hua.

Standing next to her was a handsome young man, the young master of a relatively large upper-class family. His circle did not value fame, wealth and power. They loved racing cars, and those who were capable would be appreciated by them and become their friends.

Their acquaintance was an accident, and she inadvertently showed her hand afterwards, which made these young masters who were worried about how to deal with the game at night find a straw.

The young master has an old enemy, and he made an appointment to compete with him at night. He was not willing to lose to his old enemy. It happened that Wen Wei was short of money, so they hit it off and decided to let Wen Wei come forward tonight, and the young master sat in the co-pilot.

The young masters are not professional in their competitions, they only pursue speed and excitement, and the competitions under the blessing of bets are only for their own face.

Racing brings people, and it's just that the young men bring beauties when racing, and compare whose women are beautiful, so as to save face for themselves.

The young master gradually calmed down, and brought Wen Hua to a red sports car, while other friends cheered on Wen Hua.

Several sports cars drove up, and Wen Hua and the young master also got into the cars.

The cars were parked side by side on the starting line, the windows were lowered, and a middle finger was stretched out from one car, making the young master curse a few times in anger.

On your marks, the game begins.

There is a lot of open space around, and Jiang Po found a good place to park, just in time to see the live shooting of the drone on the big screen, showing the game situation.

In the dark, the red sports car is extremely eye-catching, and everyone's attention is subconsciously focused on the red sports car. The speed of the sports car is extremely fast, and the mountain road is rugged. It was scratched by the side car and avoided corners without any danger. .

You can feel the thrill from the pen-hold shots, not to mention the people sitting in the car. The young master stumbled out of the car after the game, hugged the friend who came over, and retched a few times on the ground.

The girl got out of the car comfortably without even messing up her hair.

The girl who was not expected to win the game, everyone felt incredible, surrounded her excitedly and cheered for her.

Several men pushed aside the crowd, one of them came to the young master with a gloomy expression, and threw him a card, "You won, I would like to bet and admit defeat, this is 100 million."

The young master raised his eyebrows proudly at him, and took the card with a smile, "Thank you, Young Master."

The young master usually wouldn't call him Young Master Yang, so he made it clear that he was trying to blame him, so the man left with a sullen expression.

On the high platform, the few people who looked down at the whole process showed expressions of interest. It is not uncommon to see women who are good at racing cars, but it is quite rare to see a face-slapping plot that seems to have taken the protagonist's script.

Cong Gufeng couldn't wait the most, and said excitedly, "I didn't expect Popo's sister to be so good at racing!"

Yin Zhiyi also stared at the people downstairs with bright eyes.

Hearing this name suddenly, Bo Xuhe subconsciously looked at the girl in the crowd carefully from Gucheng, his brows and eyes could not be seen clearly from far away, there was no need for Conggufeng to lie, the downstairs should be her sister.

From the lonely city, I thought of Baipo's dislike of this younger sister.

Does Bai Po know that this younger sister has this ability?

Suddenly, I feel that this plot is very familiar. Isn't this the plot that Yin Zhiyi reads about every time she reads a novel?

What is Bai Po's identity in this plot?A vicious female supporting role who caused trouble for the protagonist?So he is the male supporting role who has a crush on the vicious female supporting role?

I suddenly felt a little funny from the lonely city.

The crowd downstairs gradually dissipated. The main event was over, and they also had their own leisure games. After the excitement, they each went to find their own small groups.

Many people have already recognized Wen Wei's identity, and some looked at Wen Wei several times with strange expressions, but they didn't expect that their blind eyes could not tell that the normally silent girl could be so powerful in racing.

Several people who had a crush on Bai Po knew that Bai Po didn't like this half-sister, and when they saw her show off, they were a little upset to be compared to a woman, so they secretly took a photo and sent it to Jiang Po.

After receiving the photo, Jiang Po glanced at it, holding a lighted cigarette in her hand out of the car window, trembling with one hand, and randomly replied a message with the other, and then switched accounts.

I forgot to switch accounts.

Slowly driving the sports car to the vicinity of Wen Hua, the people around Wen Hua looked at the approaching car suspiciously, their eyes sparkling.

Anyone who knows cars can see its good performance from this smooth shape. This car is assembled, and it is still a good car.

At first glance, he is a knowledgeable brother.

The car stopped and a man got out.

Wide shoulders and narrow waist, white casual clothes and black slacks, his appearance is clear and handsome, and a cigarette is held between his bony fingers. He took a puff of the cigarette and raised his eyes casually.

The smoke he exhaled blurred his good-looking eyebrows and eyes under the black shattered hair, and he had the vision of a slutty rich man.

The young master secretly took a look at him, and the temperature on his face gradually rose. When did such a character come to L City, and he looks so good-looking.

Jiang Po casually glanced at the people present, fixed her eyes on Wen Hua, and curled her lips, "Competition?"

Yin Zhiyi and Yin Zhiyi just heard this sentence when they ran over from Gufeng, as if they were here to provoke and find fault, Yin Zhiyi quit on the spot, and wanted to see who such an arrogant person was with anger.

Bullying Popo's sister is bullying my sister!

Pushing through the crowd, she saw the handsome man beside the car.

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Wiping the non-existent saliva from her mouth, Yan Gou compromised, if she had such a good-looking boyfriend, she would chase after him and say it was her fault.

Wen Hua recognized Jiang Po the moment she appeared, and she was alert in her heart. His appearance was so sudden and unexpected. Thinking of that organization, she had to be more vigilant.

When Jiang Po proposed a competition, she frowned unconsciously, and opened her mouth to refuse. Jiang Po saw her thoughts and raised her eyebrows, "You win, I will give you 1000 million."

The people around gasped. Where is the prodigal son? Opening his mouth is a bet of 1000 million.

Although they were rich, their bets were as high as 50, and even the 100 million game bet just now was decided by them in a moment of unconvincing and unconvinced defeat. As a result, this person has doubled it tenfold since then.

Everyone secretly looked at the young man, guessing that he was the prodigal son of a big family.