Chapter 84 Provocation (Subscribe!) "I didn't expect you to be such a good driver!" Zhang Chi took a bite of the braised chicken leg and said with a smile: "It's not a good word to praise someone's driving skills these days." Feng Miaoting seemed to understand immediately, and she pouted her lips and gave Zhang Chi a pretty little eye roll. Zhang Chi took a sip of the iced happy water and said, "Why did you come to a place like this? It seems quite messy here." Feng Miaoting looked at a few girls in revealing clothes not far away and frowned, "This place used to be quite good, but later the club had more members and the services they needed became more complicated." Zhang Chi raised his eyebrows and said nothing. I was a little surprised that Feng Miaoting could talk about this topic so calmly. If it were Long Xiaoyun, he would definitely take him away. Long Xiaoyun was afraid that he couldn't stay in such a place for even a second. at this time.
Suddenly, there were bursts of penetrating roars outside the window. Many people walked to the window to look out curiously. Zhang Chi and Feng Miaoting happened to be sitting by the window. When they turned around, they saw seven or eight sports cars speeding towards them from afar. The leading car, a Night Stalker version of Ares GTR, stopped downstairs with a very skillful drift. A young man with a crew cut got off the car. He looked to be about 27 or 28 years old. Feng Miaoting frowned and said, "This man is the driver hired by the Haicheng gang. He is arrogant and deserves a beating." As she spoke, she gritted her teeth and waved her fist which had no lethal power. Zhang Chi raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't they usually the last to appear? Why are they here so early?" Feng Miaoting also looked at the group of people outside in confusion and shook her head to indicate that she didn't know. At this time, Ye Hongguang, Wang Hu and others had already gone out to meet them. Even though they look down on each other, they still have to put on some effort to show their respect. Except for the Japanese driver, Ye Hongguang shook hands with the others, acting very cordial and friendly. Wang Hu, on the other hand, was in a sullen mood the whole time, and he almost got into a fight with a man with a middle-parted hair. Because of the floor-to-ceiling glass, Zhang Chi could not hear the content of the argument between the two parties. All I saw was a golden-haired foreigner smiling proudly and talking to people from Haicheng from time to time. And it seemed that Wang Hu was angry because of this golden-haired foreigner. Feng Miaoting frowned and said, "Could that person be the driver hired by Mr. Wang?" Zhang Chi picked up a braised chicken leg and took a bite. He felt that it was almost certain that Wang Hu had been tricked. at the same time.
The two groups downstairs separated after Ye Hongguang's persuasion. Wang Hu looked like he was displeased with everyone. He glared at the golden-haired foreigner, and finally looked at the man with the middle-parted hair, showing that he was very angry. "You are very good. I will remember what happened today." The middle-parted man said "Ouch" twice, with a mischievous expression that said "I'm so scared", and said with a smile: "So what if you remember it? If you have the guts, go to Haicheng and show off." Speaking of Haicheng. Wang Hu frowned and was speechless for a moment. Ye Hongguang was afraid that Wang Hu would do something stupid again, so he hurriedly pulled him and frowned, saying, "Huzi, that's enough. Is it necessary to kneel down for a bastard who can earn a few million?" Wang Hu looked at the golden-haired foreigner and snorted coldly, his eyes still full of hostility. Seeing this, the golden-haired foreigner spread his hands nonchalantly and said in broken Chinese: "Mr. Wang, don't blame me. It's really Mr. Wu who gave too much." Hearing this, the man with the middle-parted hair smiled proudly and said, "I remember Thomas signed a contract with you guys. If you breach the contract... Oh, how much was it? The number is too small and I don't remember it." Thomas said hastily with a flattering look on his face: "Dear Wu, the penalty for breach of contract is 50." Hearing this, the man with the middle-parted hair nodded, turned around and took out a convenience store shopping bag from the passenger seat of a McLaren 720S. "Then, hurry up and deliver it to them, lest someone else do something desperate." Thomas took the bag excitedly, looked at the 50 thick stacks of banknotes inside, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes. He is a gambler and lost all his savings in Macau some time ago. He had no choice but to accept Wang Hu's invitation to participate in this rubbish competition that is not even of a level. But what he didn't expect was that before the game even started, someone found the hotel where he was staying and asked him to breach his contract and change jobs, paying him twice the price, a full 400 million. For Thomas, this trip to Haisha was intended to make some money. He will drive for whoever pays more. As a professional racing driver, he didn't even take this kind of small underground car race seriously. So he readily agreed to the middle-parted hairstyle's suggestion and cooperated in putting on such a good show, catching Wang Hu off guard. "Mr. Wang, I'm sorry. You know my situation. I can't make back my investment without money." The golden-haired foreigner handed the money to Wang Hu. Wang Hu raised his eyebrows, wishing he could slap the other person in the face. Seeing this, Ye Hongguang signaled Wang Hu's assistant to take the bag, and then said to the man in the middle, "Boss Wu, I have to say that your trick is quite good." The man with the middle part was still a little afraid of Ye Hongguang. He cupped his hands and said, "It's just so-so. Not as cunning as you, Ye Hongguang." At this time, the little Japanese who had been silent shouted to the middle-parted man: "Wu Sang, it's almost time, hurry up and finish it, I still want to experience Haisha's massage." The man with the middle part looked at the little devil and said with a smile: "Nakamura, I think you should not appear tonight, otherwise it will seem that we are a bit too bullying, right?" The Japanese Nakamura took a look at the lineup of Ye Hongguang and others and said with a smile: "It's another bunch of laymen who can't drift. It's really boring, but I still want to run a lap, just to compete with Thomas." The devil Nakamura looked at Thomas and raised an eyebrow, "I heard that you were ranked 149th in the world last year. This result is very average. Let's have a contest between professionals and underground today."
Thomas raised his eyebrows. He didn't take this arrogant Japanese seriously. If Thomas hadn't noticed that the man was quite respectful to him, he would have even wanted to sneer at him. “Why not?” The Japanese Nakamura was very unhappy with Thomas's cold response. However, he is not a person without strength. Since the other party looks down on him, let's compete on the field. The little devil Nakamura has already made up his mind that once he wins the game, he will humiliate this arrogant white pig. On the other side, Ye Hongguang and his group felt extremely humiliated and ashamed when they were directly ignored. They were talking about the game on their own field, but they didn't take them seriously at all, as if they were not worthy of being called opponents. Wang Hu was immediately furious. He pointed at the Japanese soldier Nakamura's nose and shouted, "Don't be so arrogant." The Japanese soldier Nakamura raised his eyebrows and looked at Wang Hu, as if he had just recognized him. He sneered and said, "Oh, it's you, the defeated opponent. What's the matter? Last time you lost a Porsche 911 to me, what car are you going to lose to me this time?" Wang Hu took out the car keys from his trouser pocket, pointed them at the Japanese soldier Nakamura's nose, and said provocatively: "Come on, if you win, this Ferrari Enzo is yours. If you lose, I will smash your car to pieces." Hearing his "big talk", the Japanese soldiers including Haicheng and his group all burst into laughter. The man with the middle-parted hair stepped forward and snatched the car keys from Wang Hu's hand, saying, "Okay, let's do it. Anyone else want to add more?" Haisha and his group unconsciously turned their heads to look at the restaurant on the third floor. Sitting by the window, Zhang Chi and Feng Miaoting were looking towards them. Almost without thinking. Guo Haiyang was the first to speak: "I'll add 200!" The rich and beautiful lady who had said before that she would give Zhang Chi a Ferrari if he won was not to be outdone and shouted, "Add 200 straight away!" Soon, seven or eight people raised the bet, and the amount directly exceeded 1500, and all of them were placed on the drag racing. The man with the middle-parted hair frowned, feeling that something was wrong. Could it be that the other party has invited other experts? (End of this chapter)