Chapter 47 - Young Master Han, Playing Tricks [1]

"Are you and Bai Susu alumni?"

Ye Feng was surprised, he didn't expect Jinling to be so big, but the circle was so small.

"It's an alumni, but the relationship is not so familiar."

Tang Siying blushed, and said: "Actually, I will come this time, mainly because I heard from Young Master Chen that you will come here."

"I want to see what a licking... infatuated man like you looks like."

Tang Siying quickly swallowed the word "lick the dog".

"That's it. It's worse than Guo Fucheng. The main reason is that we have more money than billions."

Ye Feng didn't really want to explain about Bai Susu, so he pressed the car key, and the Ferrari's engine roared, "Sit tight, I'm going to drive."

"Uh-huh."

Tang Siying nodded obediently, she had already fastened her safety belt.

But she was careless.

I saw Ye Feng holding the steering wheel with one hand and stepping on the accelerator with one foot, and the Ferrari rushed out with a "whoosh".

So fast!

Especially when Ye Feng was racing with one hand and was still overtaking, it felt like he was rubbing shoulders with death!

During the whole match, they were trying their best to protect Ye Feng and Han Tianlong, the two representative players, and tried their best to create interference for each other.

However, there are exceptions. Although Lin Yi and Cui Ren are in the Jiangnan camp, they are both heading for the championship.

"Lin Yi, why don't we retire from the race, it's too dangerous to race with one hand like this."

Zhao Hongying was sitting in the co-pilot, her heart was pounding.

When turning a corner just now, she almost collided with a car in front, which frightened Zhao Hongying so much that her face turned pale.

"Don't worry, Miss Hongying, it's fine."

Lin Yi smiled confidently. He found that he was racing with one hand. In fact, the pressure was not great, and the opponents were too good.

The only thing that put him under a little pressure was Han Tianlong. His sports car was better, he ran extremely fast, and he was escorted by someone.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi speeded up.

Suddenly, with a "bang", when turning a corner, a car in front suddenly changed lanes, and Lin Yi directly bumped into it.

The front and rear of the two sports cars collided to pieces.

"Fucking bastard, what a car you drive, get out of here for labor and management."

The owner of the car in front was furious, grabbed a bowling stick, and rushed out.

"Cui Ren!"

Both Lin Yi and Zhao Hongying were dumbfounded. They didn't expect that there would be a car accident so soon, and it would be Cui Ren.

It is no exaggeration to say that on Jiangnan's side, the two most promising champions have fully confessed.

What's more, Cui Ren has always been at odds with himself and Zhu Hong, and he will never let it go.

"How do you drive a car? Have you ever had a driver's license?"

"Can you change lanes at will when turning?"

Lin Yi got out of the car and asked with a frown.

"Chen Nima, you're a badass, right? This is a racing competition."

"If you want to talk about traffic rules, then you still run to your spicy neighbor!"

Cui Ren was trembling with anger, the bowling stick in his hand might hit Lin Yi at any moment.

Lin Yi actually knew in his heart that in this kind of racing competition, as long as there is no crash, there is almost no need to talk about any rules.

But no matter what, he couldn't be cowardly in terms of aura, and he was about to continue looking for Cui Ren's "theory".

Cui Ren shouted directly: "Don't say anything, my sports car is a Lamborghini, and the repair cost is at least 500,000."

"500,000, why don't you grab it?"

Lin Yi became angry, and then asked again: "Can't you apply for insurance?"

"You poor dick, there's something wrong with you, why should labor and management give you insurance coverage?"

"It can't be less than 500,000 cents, or I will find someone to kill you later!"

"Of course, you don't have to pay for it. Someone has to pay for the repair costs of labor and capital!"

As he said that, Cui Ren looked at Zhao Hongying, "Miss Zhao, why don't you help him pay for it? I remember that his sports car seems to be yours."

"It can be paid, but it must be done after losing money."

Zhao Hongying worried that Cui Ren would take revenge later.

"Revenge? It's easier for labor and capital to kill this Lin surname than to crush an ant."

"Hurry up, don't delay labor and management to continue the game."