070 The First Test

Get rid of two people and come out.

It was the first time that Su Jiu had heard the Sioux sound almost a month later.

Across the cell phone, he felt the sentence was too domineering.

On his way back from the International Center, he had been thinking, how could it be a slump?

That kind of skill, if not particularly familiar with the car, is simply not done to that extent, especially the last speeding drift, is the signature action of the car king.

The cellphone in the pocket rang, a call from the International Centre Racing Club's Yangtze River team.

"Su Jiu, Qingshen is here for you," Jiang said directly.

"Qingshen?" Su Jiu holding a mobile phone, can't help but be stunned by the words, "Jiang team, this joke is not funny."

Qingshen, the chief racer of the International Motorsport Centre and a superstar at the top of the world, no one knows how he did it, and no one knows that even the top International Centre forces dare not move him easily.

Like the king of the car, he is the kind