At this time, Bai Zixuan also came over and said to Ye Fan with a smile: "Brother, you can do it. You dare to use the thruster on the motorcycle. It's so crazy."

"Haha!" Ye Fan smiled but didn't say anything. He was really too lazy to talk to this guy.

Bai Zixuan felt a little unhappy when he saw that he was actually despised. He looked at Ye Fan and said in a deep voice: "Although your motorcycle is very smooth, I tell you that this motorcycle is different from a sports car. I hope you can still laugh at that time."

Ye Fan shrugged and sneered: "Then let's see who can laugh to the end."

As the saying goes, there is no speculation. Seeing Ye Fan's attitude, Bai Zixuan was not making fun of himself. After snorting coldly, he strode away.

In Bai Zixuan's opinion, Ye Fan is just a newcomer. Bai Zixuan needs to see it?

In his heart, only the "King of Mountain Roads" of the Kangzi Kingdom was his most powerful enemy in this competition.

......

Three minutes later.

Jin Yaxu's Bugatti Veyron finally crossed the finish line.

The car door opened, and Jin Yaxu sat in the driver's seat, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He glanced at Ye Fan beside him, and he felt even more unhappy. It seemed that this kid had been there for a while.

Except for the beginning, Jin Yaxu was leading, he didn't even see any hair in the night during the journey.

This is definitely a great insult to a professional racer, especially the dazzling gazes of the audience, which made Jin Yaxu unable to raise his head.

Seeing that this guy finally reached the finish line, Ye Fan smiled and walked over immediately. Chen Lanmeng and others followed.

Jin Yaxu was still sitting in her car, her face gloomy and gloomy.

"Hello!"

Ye Fan walked to the Bugatti Veyron, hooked his finger at Jin Yaxu, and shouted: "I mean Mr. Xing, why don't you get off quickly, you should be willing to accept the loss. This car is mine now."

"You!" Jin Yaxu's eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire. Damn, this kid is too rampant.

"What are you? Get out of the car quickly. This car belongs to me. Don't you understand?" Ye Fan shouted.

Jin Yaxu was so angry that he couldn't even breathe smoothly, but he couldn't challenge Ye Fan. Who made him not withstand the temptation and agreed to Ye Fan's bet?

Chen Lanmeng also walked up and sneered: "Get out of the car quickly. There are so many people watching here. You shouldn't be trying to lose money, right?"

Jin Yaxu had a gloomy face, untied her seat belt and walked out of the car. She glared at Ye Fan fiercely, and said with gritted teeth: "Ye Fan, you remember it for me!"

After saying that, Jin Yaxu threw the car keys to Ye Fan.

At this moment, he could no longer describe the word "sarrow" in his heart. That feeling was simply "so painful that he forgot to breathe."

It's different from the Ferrari before. This Bugatti Veyron is Jin Yaxu's favorite car, no doubt. Moreover, since this car was originally a limited edition, it took a considerable price to buy it from someone else.

But, it’s just a few months before it’s someone else’s again!

After taking the car key, Ye Fan smiled and said, "This limited edition sports car cannot be bought with money." Although this guy is not very good, the guy's car is really good."

"Brother Ye Fan, you are really OK." Chen Lang stepped forward and gave Ye Fan a thumbs up.

Ye Fan smiled and then he returned to Bingzhou, there were two sports cars, and one was better than the other.

Before the competition began, Jin Yaxu had already exported the sports car used in the competition, and was ridiculed by the audience, which made him feel extremely bad.

At this time, a Bugatti Vehang roared and stopped at the entrance section of Yandang Mountain.

The car door opened and a young man with an unusually clean face walked down.

Seeing this person, a group of audience cheered again.

"The King of Mountain Road!"

"Wow, Choi Sung-ho, the top seed player tonight!"

It seems that this person is Cui Chenghao, who is known as the king of mountain roads in the Bangzi Kingdom.

Jin Yaxu's eyes lit up, and he changed his attention when he wanted to leave and walked towards Choi Sung-ho.

After saying hello, Jin Yaxu started chatting with Choi Sung-ho. It seemed that they had known each other for a long time and had a good relationship.

The two of them were chatting like this, and Cui Chenghao looked at Ye Fan from time to time.

It seems that Jin Yaxu will definitely say some "bad things" about Ye Fan to him.

Soon, the two walked towards Ye Fan's position.

"Hello, Mr. Ye Fan." Cui Chenghao greeted Ye Fan with a smile.

"Are you?" Ye Fan asked with some confusion.

However, looking at the guy with a little too white skin in front of him, Ye Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and thought, why is this guy so fucking like a girl!

"My name is Cui Chenghao, and everyone else likes to call me, the King of Mountain Roads." Cui Chenghao said proudly in a stiff Chinese language.

After looking at Jin Yaxu who was standing beside Cui Chenghao, Ye Fan asked, "Are you here to find a place for him?"

Cui Chenghao frowned slightly. His understanding of Chinese language was limited, so he naturally did not understand the meaning of Ye Fan's words.

Although Jin Yaxu knew, he did not take the initiative to explain, because he had not told Cui Chenghao about his defeat to Ye Fan twice.

"Mr. Ye Fan, I have never heard of your name, but being able to compete with a master like me is definitely a good experience for you." Cui Chenghao said lightly.

"I said little stick, you have to remember that this is China, and it's not your turn to be an outsider here to chat! But don't worry, I will teach you this little stick well in a while, what is racing?" Ye Fan didn't want to "personal attack" on someone he didn't know, but this guy was so good at pretending, which made Ye Fan very upset.

When Chen Lanmeng heard Ye Fan actually called him "little stick", he burst out laughing.

Cui Chenghao's face turned dark. Although he didn't know what this "little stick" meant, he knew that it was definitely not a good thing to say when he looked at the strange expressions of the people around him.

"Mr. Ye Fan is also a professional racer? I basically know you Chinese racing masters, but I have never heard of your name." Cui Chenghao asked loudly, with a sneer of contempt on his lips.

Since this boy named Ye Fan is so ungrateful, he decided to hurt the boy well.

"Yes, I'm not a professional racer, but at least, I'm better than you!" Ye Fan said lightly.

As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking, before Cui Chenghao could speak, Jin Yaxu on the side said with contempt: "Hahaha, Ye Fan, you are so funny, do you know that my friend is the king of mountain roads, and he is a top-notch existence in terms of strength and fame. May I ask, why are you comparing with him?"

Choi Sung-ho also looked at Ye Fan with contempt. It seemed that Jin Yaxu's flattery hit him in his heart.

"What qualifications do you have to talk to me, a defeated general? Do you want to lose to me again?" Ye Fan mocked.

"You!" Jin Yaxu's face changed and she couldn't speak immediately.

"Forget it, Jin Yaxu, what's there to argue with an unknown man? I want to see, how will he compare with me later?" Cui Chenghao said with a calm face. He now felt that it was really a shame to talk to Ye Fan.

Previously, Cui Chenghao felt that it should be Ye Fan's honor to be able to talk to Ye Fan, a famous boy, with his admired identity and the status of the top five racers in the world. He didn't expect that this boy would be so pretentious, which was ridiculous!

"Yes, Brother Hao, I'm losing my composure. We both have identities, so there is no need to be the same as him." Jin Yaxu seemed to have found confidence again.

Choi Sung-ho glanced at Ye Fan with contempt again, and turned around and left with Jin Yaxu.

Ye Fan sneered in his heart, and saw how long these two fools could show off.

Several reporters from the Bangzi Country carried the camera and took a close-up photo of Ye Fan.

Then, a reporter from the Bangzi Country said to the camera: "Hello everyone, this is the scene of the Supercar Championship. Mr. Choi Sung-ho had just had an argument with a contestant, and an unknown racer actually provoked Mr. Choi Sung-ho in public. You can see that in the face of such insults and provocations, Mr. Choi Sung-ho actually performed very generously. He is worthy of being the king of the mountain roads of our Bangzi Country!"

Another reporter from Bangzi Country immediately cooperated and said, "Yes, compared to this incident, you can see how worrying the quality of Chinese people is!"

Another reporter from the Bangzi Country asked Cui Chenghao with a microphone: "Mr. Cui, what do you think about what happened just now?"

Cui Chenghao smiled slightly and said, "In my opinion, the quality of Chinese people is naturally far different from that of our Bangzi Country, especially the racer in China just now. However, in the next competition, I believe that I will teach him a good lesson and teach him the principles of being a human being."

As soon as these words were said, a group of Chinese racing drivers were a little unhappy at the time. The people from the Bangzi Country were too fucking arrogant.

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the distance of Yandang Mountain.

When everyone heard the news, they saw a Lamborghini headed with a Rolls-Royce Phantom and more than twenty Rolls-Royce commercial vehicles, and finally a large truck.

"Damn, who is this? Such a big show!"

"Damn, what kind of team is this? Why have you never seen it before?"

"No, this shouldn't be a convoy. I guess some celebrity should be here."

The audience started talking nonsense.
Chapter completed!