Carl's doubts are understandable. If it weren't for the extremely close relationship, he would never do this move on the field, not to mention that the two are people who compete with different racing teams.
King naturally didn't have a good temper with this guy who wanted to pick on his master, raised his brows slightly, and said with a half-smile: "Well, the relationship between our team and Ms. Lin is quite good."
Except for Charles Carl, a newcomer who had never seen Yeva's real face, almost all other veteran racing drivers present had competed with Yeva before, and everyone often participated in activities together in private, and many of them had seen Yeva's real face.
Although Lin Yan was wearing a helmet, her body shape and eyes were unmistakably similar, especially when she was boxing with King, many people showed doubts...
The fans in the live broadcast of the race are also gossiping at the moment.
"Fuck shit! What did I see?"
"Lin Yan actually boxed with King, one of the WZ four gods. King took the initiative, and King gave her a place to stand next to him, and Karl seemed to take the initiative to say hello to Lin Yan! What kind of magic is this? screen!"
"Lin Yan seems to have studied abroad before, and she graduated from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. The aerodynamics major she studied seems to be a racing-related major. She probably met abroad? But she actually knows the level of King and Dean. The racers are indeed a bit surprising...”
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The race is about to start, and the racers are entering the grid one after another.
When Lin Yan passed Matt, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Seeing Lin Yan, Matt took a step back subconsciously, his eyes full of vigilance.
Donald, Andre and Nick who were walking behind him were also forced to stop, looking at them suspiciously.
Lin Yan stood beside Matt, stretched out his hand, and compared two numbers to him calmly.
One number is "three".
One number is "seven".
Lin Yan said softly: "Mr. Matt, the thirty-seventh lap, do you still remember this number?"
The moment the voice fell, Matt's body stiffened suddenly, as if a knife was hanging above his head, blood flowed backwards, and a layer of cold sweat broke out all over his body.
After Lin Yan finished speaking, he sneered and walked away.
That's right, she was trying to mess with his mentality on purpose. Isn't that how they dealt with the butcher in the first game.
According to them, anyway, there are no regulations or prohibitions in the competition, as long as it is within the regulations, it is fine, isn't it
Donald and the others behind Matt saw Lin Yan's two numbers and heard Lin Yan's words because they were so close. They all showed shocked expressions.
thirty-seven…
For Matt, this number is quite special.
Although the audience couldn't hear Lin Yan's movements, and his movements were very secretive, some car fans still noticed it.
Wei Xufeng was one of them.
He had already waited until the last match, but he still hadn't waited for Yeva. Wei Xufeng was about to get mad at Qi Shaoyuan, but suddenly saw Lin Yan's action to Matt with sharp eyes.
His eyes widened all of a sudden, "Qi Shaoyuan, did you see that?"
"See what?" Qi Shaoyuan pretended to be puzzled.
Wei Xufeng: "Three! Seven! Thirty-seven! Lin Yan compared these two numbers to Matt!"
Qi Shaoyuan: "Ah? So what?"
Wei Xufeng wanted to strangle Qi Shaoyuan, a traitor, to death: "Are you a diehard fan of the boss, have you forgotten this?"