"I don't want your Porsche either!"
"Kneel down and kowtow to me!"
"When you see me from now on, just call me Big Brother!"
Lin Fan didn't take Feng Junlong's words seriously.
It is impossible to lose.
There was no way Lin Fan could lose to such a rookie.
"Let's start, I have other things to do!" Lin Fan said.
"Mr. Feng, it looks like this kid is eager to call you big brother!"
Those people all burst into laughter.
"very good!"
"Let's compete on this track to see who can finish five laps first!"
"Is everything all right?"
"no problem!"
Feng Junlong got into his Aston Martin and drove to the starting point.
The game begins.
Both of them started with a catapulting move.
The rear wheels rubbed against the ground, and a smell of burning tires wafted into the air.
"Come on, Mr. Feng!"
"Master Feng will definitely win!"
…
The young men cheered for Feng Junlong.
At the beginning, the two cars were moving side by side and it was difficult to tell which one was the winner.
Feng Junlong is also a veteran in racing and doesn't take Lin Fan seriously at all.
However, when they reached the bend, Lin Fan's advantage was immediately apparent.
The Porsche performed a perfect drift and successfully passed the corner.
"What?"
Feng Junlong also tried to drift, but unfortunately, his drifting skills were no match for Lin Fan's.
Seeing that he was falling behind Lin Fan, Feng Junlong frowned and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
However, after one lap, Lin Fan was in the lead.
Feng Junlong was unwilling to give up and continued to accelerate.
If he loses to Lin Fan, he will never be able to survive in the racing track again.
In this racetrack, who doesn’t know that his nickname is Dongming Little White Dragon?
Lin Fan left Feng Junlong far behind.
Finally, the five laps were completed.
"Fuck you!"
Feng Junlong stopped the car, his face looked very ugly, and he pounded the steering wheel several times.
I really didn't expect that he would lose to Lin Fan.
When the young men who were watching saw Lin Fan beat Feng Junlong, their faces turned pale.
Lin Fan got out of the car with a smile on his face.
"Sorry, I won!"
"Give me the car keys!"
Feng Junlong unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car with a gloomy look.
"It's undeniable that your driving skills are really good!"
Lin Fan said, "Don't say those useless things!"
"You've already lost!"
“Keep your promise!”
Feng Junlong looked at Lin Fan coldly and had no intention of handing over the car keys.
"Do you know who I am?"
"How dare you speak to me in that tone!"
Lin Fan had a blank expression on his face. "I don't care who you are!"
"Why, you still can't afford to lose?"
If Feng Junlong doesn't give it to him, Lin Fan doesn't mind snatching it away directly.
"Let me tell you, our Master Feng is..."
Feng Junlong interrupted the man, "There's no need to tell him!"
"Anyway, I'm not going to give you the car!"
"What can you do to me?"
Feng Junlong made an expression that looked like he deserved a beating.
"Are you sure you want to act like a rogue?" Lin Fan suddenly smiled.
Those who know him should know that he is about to take action.
"I'm just playing around..."
"ah!"
Before Feng Junlong could utter a single word, Lin Fan grabbed his right hand.
As Lin Fan twisted hard, Feng Junlong let out a scream on the spot.
"Give it or not?"
Lin Fan's expression was cold.
"You...you actually dared to do that!"
"What are you still standing there for? Come on together!"
Feng Junlong said to the young men with a pale face.
"I'm gonna hit your lungs!"
"How dare you hit our Master Feng!"
"Beat him!"
…
Those people attacked together, wanting to teach Lin Fan a lesson.
However, they were no match for Lin Fan at all.
Lin Fan knocked down one of them with one move, and in less than half a minute, those people were lying on the ground.
"Master Feng, this is a master!"
Those men were frightened by the beating, and they got up and retreated in embarrassment.
"Ugh! With so many people, we can't even beat him alone!"
Feng Junlong was very angry.
"You better shut up!"
Lin Fan kicked Feng Junlong on the leg.
Feng Junlong knelt down on the spot.
Lin Fan no longer paid attention to Feng Junlong and took the Aston Martin keys in his hand.
"How dare you steal my car!"
"Let me tell you, my dad is the chairman of the Fanghua Hotel!"
"If you know what's good for you, you'd better kneel down and apologize to me right now!"
Feng Junlong was furious.
However, Lin Fan seemed not to hear it.
"I'll take the car!"
"If you don't agree, you can come to me anytime!"
"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you, I'm the owner of this racetrack!"
Lin Fan laughed.
"Boy, who are you kidding!"
"You? And you're the owner of this racetrack?"
"Be careful not to blow your own trumpet!"
Feng Junlong didn't believe it.
But at this time, the manager of the racetrack had already come over with his men.
"Mr. Lin, are you okay?"
The manager of the racetrack came to Lin Fan, looking a little nervous.
After he heard that something happened here, he immediately brought people here.
If Lin Fan got into an accident at the racetrack, he would definitely not be able to continue as a manager.
"Feng Junlong, do you have eyes?"
"This is the owner of our racetrack!"
"What?"
Feng Junlong frowned even deeper.
I never expected that Lin Fan was actually the owner of the racetrack.
Could it be that the Aston Martin is really going to be given to the other party?
Feng Junlong was very unwilling.
"I'm fine!"
"This car is mine now, put it away first!"
Lin Fan handed the car keys to the manager.
"Okay, Mr. Lin!"
Seeing that Lin Fan was not angry, the manager breathed a sigh of relief.
"Feng Junlong, let me tell you!"
"You will be blacklisted from our racetrack from now on!"
"Don't even think about coming in again!" The manager looked at Feng Junlong coldly.
Feng Junlong clenched his fists and said nothing.
"Do you want to leave on your own, or do you want me to drive you away?"
"Let's go!"
Feng Junlong gritted his teeth and left in embarrassment with those people.
It would have been fine if he had just lost the game, but in the end, he also lost an Aston Martin to Lin Fan.
It makes me angry just thinking about it.
The manager had the Aston Martin taken away.
"Mr. Lin, I never thought your driving skills would be so amazing!"
"We beat Feng Junlong!"
Feng Junlong often comes to the racetrack, and the manager knows Feng Junlong's driving skills.
As a result, Lin Fan easily defeated Feng Junlong.
This made the manager a little doubtful whether Lin Fan was a professional racing driver.
Lin Fan circled the racetrack twice before leaving.
However, it wasn't long after leaving the racetrack.
Lin Fan discovered that he was being followed.
"It's him again!"
Lin Fan knew it was Feng Junlong and frowned.
The guy was not beaten enough, so he actually put his face close to me.
"Go ahead and stop that car!"
Feng Junlong was not willing to be beaten by Lin Fan.
So after walking out of the racetrack, Feng Junlong immediately called someone over.
He planned to teach Lin Fan a lesson.
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