In Miyamoto Yasuken's opinion, the so-called driving god and veteran driver in front of him was just a bluff. The purpose of driving a Wuling Hongguang was to make others, including himself, think that he was the veteran driver and thus retreat without a fight.

What a pity, I have already seen through their tricks. What is fake is fake and can never become real.

Since you want to pretend to be an old driver, then I will recognize you as an old driver.

I want to compete with you, the "old driver", and see what you can do?

If you don't dare to accept the challenge, it means that the old driver has given in and is afraid to compete with a real master like himself. Let's see how these Chinese trash still have the nerve to flatter this old driver.

And if you really fail and end up being defeated by yourself, it will just be a good opportunity for these Chinese trash to see clearly how vulnerable the so-called driving gods and veteran drivers they keep touting are.

No matter what, I will gain both fame and fortune.

Miyamoto Yasutoshi’s idea is beautiful, but the premise of all this is based on the fact that Yu Wuwei is not the experienced driver.

Unfortunately, Yu Wuwei is the real old driver.

Yu Wuwei is waiting for you to say this.

To be honest, he was really afraid that Miyamoto Yasuken would retreat without a fight after seeing him get out of the Wuling Hongguang, and it would be a bit troublesome for him to teach him a lesson.

Now that you have the courage to stand, I will teach you a lesson on the racetrack.

"Honestly, if my girlfriend hadn't asked me to come, I really wouldn't want to compete with a eunuch like you. It's really a bit embarrassing!" Yu Wuwei said lazily, "But you actually dared to plot against Xiaoge. If I don't teach you a lesson today and let you understand the principles of life, I'm unworthy of being a man!"

"Oh! By the way, you're a eunuch and don't know what a man is! Blame me for my inappropriate words. Sorry!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another burst of laughter and cheers all around.

Miyamoto Yasuken's face turned pale. He once again stopped the servant behind him who was about to attack him in anger, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, then let me experience the driving skills of the famous old driver!"

Without waiting for Yu Wuwei to reply, he ran directly to his red modified Lamborghini.

He also knew that he would never gain any advantage by arguing with her, so he simply chose not to listen to her to avoid being angry.

He wanted to teach this sharp-tongued brat a lesson in racing and let these Chinese trash see that the racing drivers from their great Japanese country were invincible.

Looking at the other person's beloved car, Yu Wuwei curled his lips and said, "As expected of a eunuch, even the car he drives is so effeminate, and it's red!"

Then he looked at Feng Chuge beside him and said, "We are going to win. He won't give us that sissy car, right? It's really too sissy. I don't want it. Xiaoge, you are a girl. You can drive if you like!"

Feng Chuge was disgusted when she heard this, and quickly shook her head and said, "No way, I won't drive a car that has been ridden by eunuchs, even if you pay me to do so!"

Yu Wuwei touched his chin and said, "You don't want it, and I don't want it either. So what should we do with this car? Should we smash it?"

Feng Chuge thought about it seriously and said, "I think it's okay. Let's smash it down after the race. A car driven by a eunuch is really an eyesore. Smash it down!"

Pan Shaohua, who was standing next to them, twitched his lips when he heard the discussion between the two. He was indeed an experienced driver of the car body. He was confident. Before anything else, they had already started discussing how to deal with the spoils.

The same goes for this girl. Although that Lamborghini is not as good as your Koenigsegg One1, it is an annual limited edition after all, and is worth tens of millions.

Such a top-of-the-line supercar is actually despised by you guys, who even say you want to smash it. It really shows that you are rich and willful!

Feng Chujie, who was standing nearby, rarely agreed with Yu Wuwei and said, "Not bad, not bad. I find that effeminate old car an eyesore too. We have to smash it. You go race, and I'll find the bricks!"

Yu Wuwei nodded, and then said, "So, should I drive my Wuling Hongguang today? Or should I drive your Koenigsegg One 1, Xiaoge?"

Feng Chuge thought about this matter seriously, and finally said: "Then I'd better drive my Koenigsegg One1, so I can be more confident."

Yu Wuwei didn't comment. No matter what was opened, he would definitely win.

In fact, he wanted to use the Wuling Hongguang to beat this eunuch Japanese once, to let him see that if he couldn't even outrun a Wuling Hongguang, he still had the nerve to belittle Chinese racing drivers.

But since Feng Chuge has spoken, I should give face to Miyamoto Yasuken.

Feng Chuge personally took the key from her best friend, and then handed it to Yu Wuwei. She said with concern in her eyes, "Whether you win or lose, returning safely is the most important thing!"

Yu Wuwei nodded, started this top-of-the-line supercar, which is limited to six units worldwide, and walked to the starting line.

Seeing that Yu Wuwei really dared to show up, Miyamoto Taijian revealed a scornful smile at the corner of his mouth, and raised a finger at Yu Wuwei through the two car windows.

I can't beat you in terms of talking, but in this race, talking is not enough to get you by.

Yu Wuwei was too lazy to pay attention to him. Looking at the graceful figure in the rearview mirror, and her face full of worry, nervousness and a little envy, Yu Wuwei suddenly had an impulse.

At this point, the countdown has ended and the train can start departing.

Miyamoto Yasuken was waiting for this moment. When the time came, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed a long distance in a short time.

Yu Wuwei, however, remained motionless, leaving the enthusiastic spectators around him with puzzled expressions. What was going on? Why wasn't the skilled driver moving?

Even Feng Chuge and the others were puzzled. What was the little brother going to do?

While the group of people outside were confused, Yu Wuwei rolled down the window and called out, "Xiao Ge! Come here!"

Feng Chuge was puzzled when he heard this. What happened now? Was there any problem?

Although he didn't know what was going on, Feng Chuge still walked over.

Arriving in front of the car, Yu Wuwei directly opened the passenger door and said to Feng Chuge, "Xiaoge, come, this time let me take you to teach that eunuch devil a lesson!"

Feng Chuge's eyes widened when he heard this, he couldn't believe it at all. How dare this racing car carry people?

Are you sure you're not kidding, little brother? I'd love to do that, but are you sure I'm not getting in your way?

"Don't worry, I'm here!"

Looking at Yu Wuwei's confident and encouraging eyes, although he knew he shouldn't do that, Feng Chuge finally got excited and got in and closed the car door.