Everyone heard this and rolled their eyes at Qin Ruofan.
Because what Qin Ruofan said was obviously a bit thoughtless.
Although "Fish Tail Drift" is a drifting technique, if one doesn't have certain skills, ordinary people can't pull it off at all, and they might even end up wrecking the car and killing themselves.
"Don't you find your current words and actions hilarious?"
Chen Feng looked at Qin Ruofan, shook his head with a smile, and asked.
"Aren't you being ridiculous? If I'm not mistaken, you must be Roger Bert's disciple, right? The disciple of the world-famous Car God actually comes to participate in an amateur competition, using your master's signature technique no less. Aren't you afraid of losing face for your master if this gets out?"
Qin Ruofan roared with a raging face.
He was so angry inside.
Previously invited by the Flying Car Gang for a hefty sum, he thought this trip was just to show off and earn some extra cash, maybe even pick up a girl or something.
