Traveling through a parallel world, he became Lin Yuan, the nephew of the down-and-out car king Zhang Chi.
My uncle was banned from driving for five years, the driving school was on the verge of bankruptcy, and even to buy Santana accessories, I had to go to the scrapyard to pick them up. Faced with the provocation of tens of millions of supercars and the secret strangulation of multinational racing conglomerates, Lin Yuan awakened to the "Ultimate Car God System".
You call this subject two?
A dilapidated coach car that was modified to have 3,000 horsepower. It broke five records in a row by turning a ditch. At the finish line, Lin Yuan lit a cigarette and looked at the rich second generation who doubted their life in the rearview mirror: "I'm sorry, my uncle taught me that a man's romance is to use the most broken-down car to crush your high dignity under the carcass."
From the Devil's Circuit in Bayinbulak, to the Icefield Death Rally in Siberia, to the unlimited extreme racing on the global dark web.
When Zhang Chi returned to the game, the whole world discovered that his humble nephew had already become a feared "tyrant" in the underground racing world.
