Chapter 43 - Hundred Mile Race [2]

The ones with "Feng" in their names are indeed lunatics!

"Hehe, the van overtook you."

"You're too good at it."

Cui Ren was amused, no matter how fast the van drove, how fast could it be?

Isn't it a matter of minutes to surpass him?

So, Cui Ren speeded up and chased after him.

However, he insisted on not seeing Ye Feng's car.

"Made, did this guy fall into the Yangtze River?"

Cui Ren couldn't help but guess.

"Young Master Cui, look ahead."

The beautiful woman beside her pointed to the intersection ahead, Ye Feng's van was parked there.

"Ye Feng, what are you doing here?"

Cui Ren stopped and asked curiously.

"Wait for you."

"wait for me?"

Cui Ren was a little puzzled.

"Hey, hey, the hundred-mile race, I've already reached the finish line."

Ye Feng reminded.

"What???"

Cui Ren was shocked, and then suddenly came to his senses, and asked in surprise, "It's only been half an hour, how many yards did you drive?"

"220 per hour."

Ye Feng said lightly.

"Are you kidding, this broken van can run 220?"

Cui Ren's scalp was numb. One must know that his sports car was only running at 180 per hour.

This is the fastest speed I can control, and there are many detours at this high speed.

Why don't you, Ye Feng, fall into the river!

Afterwards, Cui Ren saw that Tang Siying was crouching beside her and retching, she must have been fainted by Ye Feng.

"Okay, you're awesome."

Finally, Cui Ren had to admit.

"Okay, let's make money."

Ye Feng smiled and stretched out his hand.

Cui Ren: "..."

Although Cui Ren lost to Ye Feng who drove the van, he still transferred 10 million to Ye Feng.

With so many people watching, he still wanted to save face.

After a while, Zhu Hong also came.

Ye Feng continued to ask him for money.

So, a total of 20 million was obtained.

"Young Master Zhu, have you forgotten something?"

Ye Feng reminded him.

"What?"

Zhu Hong was very upset, and replied very bluntly.

"Kneel on the ground and call Dad, you said it yourself, many people are listening."

Ye Feng said.

Zhu Hong: "..."

He said this, but who would have thought that Ye Feng's driving skills were so flamboyant.

"Young Master Zhu, if you refuse to call, I will spread the word about you."

"This is the father you recognize yourself!"

Cui Ren lost the sports car and lost another 10 million, so he took Zhu Hong directly to vent his anger.

"you!"

Zhu Hong was so angry that his liver hurt. This was shameful, and he was despised if he didn't. He would be laughed at no matter what.

He thought about it for a while, and felt that it was better to let the matter rest. He walked up and said, "Young Master Ye, I can call, but you have to promise not to spread this matter."

"I promise."

Ye Feng nodded. He saw Cui Ren next to him, taking out his mobile phone.

"dad."

"I didn't hear it, don't you know that our elderly have bad ears?"

"you..."

Zhu Hong was very angry, but he still clenched his teeth and shouted again: "Father!"

"You haven't knelt down yet."

Ye Feng reminded again.

In Zhu Hong's heart, tens of thousands of horses ran wildly, thinking that Ye Feng, you are playing with me.

But then, he knelt down suddenly, and shouted angrily and humblely: "Dad!!!"

"Okay, the filming is complete."

Cui Ren next to him shouted excitedly, as if he was Zhu Hong's father.