Chapter 182 Know Yeva?

"Captain, I'm sorry... We were negligent, if we were given another chance..." A certain Speed ​​team member gritted his teeth.

Not to mention the captain of the Air Force, even they themselves feel very ashamed.

"Give you one more chance?" Hearing the sound, the Air Force sneered: "On the track, if you win, you will win, if you lose, you will lose. If you lose the game, you can point to your opponent and say, if you have the ability, run again. , I made a mistake just now?"

Several speed players were left speechless by the air force.

As the Air Force said, on the track, if you win, you will win, if you lose, you will lose. The track only focuses on results. Who will care if you have problems with your performance or have made mistakes? !

"I'm so disappointed by your performance this time. Four people surrounded a girl on the track, and she was overtaken by others. It seems that I have to think about it. Recently, a new batch of team members have been replaced." cold road.

Hearing the sound, several members of Speed ​​lowered their heads at the same time.

Indeed, the captain Air Force was right, the four of them couldn't run alone on the track, and this spread...

"Okay, Air Force, don't blame them. After all, it's an exhibition match, not an official match. Besides, the other party is not well-known, and they underestimate the enemy and don't use their full strength, so it's understandable." On the side, Song Ziyi smiled.

At the moment, several members of Speed's team cast grateful glances at Song Ziyi.

They thought that Song Ziyi was right, and poked their hearts.

If they had known that the girl had some skills, they would not have taken it lightly. At the moment when the racing car rushed out of the starting point, they would definitely use all their strength, and it was impossible to give the girl the slightest chance.

"Song Ziyi, you can rest assured. Although my team members had a little accident, the result is the same. This game will not be lost." The Air Force said to Song Ziyi.

"Haha, God of the Air Force, of course I believe you, the world's top eight gods, could there be any surprises?" Song Ziyi laughed.

"By the way, God of the Air Force, you said before... Knowing the God of Lang Mang, when will you introduce him to him? Let the God of Lang Mang come to China. I promise that the arrangement will be clear and clear to your satisfaction." Song Yaonan laughed.

"Hehe, Lang Mang is my most respected opponent. If there is a chance, maybe, I can invite Yeva, the god of death on the track, to come with me." The Air Force smiled slightly.

"Really?!" Song Yaonan looked surprised: "Before the Air Force God, you said you knew yeva...Is that so?"

"Of course." The Air Force glanced at Song Yaonan: "I remember it was on the track of the second league in the world. It was the first time that Lang Mang participated in a large-scale event. He admired me very much, and said that my potential was still higher than that of Lang Mang, and they wanted to accept me as an apprentice, but I didn't agree at that time."

"God of the Air Force." Song Yaonan was shocked and gave a thumbs up to the Air Force: "Cow!"

As the air force's voice fell, Lin Yan outside the crowd was a little speechless. Is this guy good at blowing?

I don't know him at all, and I think his potential is higher than Lang Mang... I still want to accept him as an apprentice, and he has rejected him? Do you want to nod your face?

"Haha, Air Force God, let's talk about this later. We won this competition first, and then I'll arrange the dinner." Song Ziyi said.

The most important thing now is overtime, and everything else can continue to talk at the dinner.