Zhong Yu didn't get angry because of this. He didn't care that Xie Zhuofeng knew him.
What's more, if he knows him in public, don't others know that he actually knows him? This is self-deprecating nonsense.
Therefore, Zhong Yu laughed "haha" twice.
No one present wanted to spoil the atmosphere because of Zhong Yu and Xie Zhuofeng.
Therefore, Zhou Zhiyu smiled and said: "Westbrook, why don't you introduce the friends you brought?"
"Haha, come on, let me introduce it to you." Jiang Wei took over the conversation and introduced the third person in a loud voice, "This is Xiao Chang, he is a very good dragster."
Xiao Chang is a man who came out of a BMW sports car. He is very young and in his early twenties. He even has an obvious acne on his forehead.
"Hello, young masters, my name is Wu Shouchang." Xiao Chang bowed respectfully to Zhao Tianle, Zhou Zhiyu, Zhong Yu and other people.
Next, Zhou Zhiyu introduced Zhou Wenshan, Zhong Yu and others to Jiang Wei and others.
"Zhou Wenshan, the owner of this place, Sanwanshan is the most popular place around the Magic City."
"Yang Feng, a descendant of the Yang family in the Demon City, is very passionate about drag racing and has traveled to almost all famous drag racing venues across the country."
"Zhong Yu, our drag racing king, set a record of 3 minutes and 06 seconds on Sanwanshan Lane." Zhou Zhiyu patted Zhong Yu on the shoulder and said, "His record is more than one-third higher than the second place."
With that said, Zhou Zhiyu smiled at Wu Shouchang and said, "Xiao Chang, you can challenge his record later."
Before Wu Shouchang could speak, Xie Zhuofeng spoke up: "Master Yu, I'm not trying to refute your reputation. The drag racing king you mentioned is only from Sanwanshan, right?"
"Haha," Zhou Zhiyu smiled and said, "Sanwan Mountain is not an ordinary drag racing track. Among the famous venues in the country, it ranks among the top ten in difficulty."
"What a coincidence, Xiaochang happens to be the number one drag racing record holder on the Dalongwan Drive." Xie Zhuofeng said with a smile, "The Dalongwan Drive is among the top five most difficult in the country."
Dalongwan Lane is the most famous drag racing venue around Beijing.
At this time, everyone turned their attention to Zhong Yu.
Zhong Yu smiled lightly and said: "I don't think my label is a dragster."
"Haha, if you were not a speedster, would you still be worthy of standing here talking to us?" Xie Zhuofeng said coldly and sarcastically.
Zhong Yu retorted coldly: "If I was just a dragster, would you target me like this?"
Xie Zhuofeng was so angry that he snorted heavily.
The conflict between him and Zhong Yu cannot be told, otherwise he will be embarrassed.
In fact, he no longer looked at Zhong Yu, but he didn't expect that this ant-like character would dare to resist his contempt.
"However, Xiaochang can challenge my record." Zhong Yu said again.
Xie Zhuofeng suddenly felt something in his heart and sneered: "Challenging the so-called record is no fun, let's just compete, you and Xiao Changbao."
Racing involves life and death risks. Xiao Chang they brought is a top racing expert. If Zhong Yu and Xiao Chang are racing, if something unexpected happens, Zhong Yu will be the one who dies.
"I'm not a racing driver. If you want to race with me, I will always accompany you to the end." Zhong Yu said softly and pulled Zhuo Feng into the water.
Xie Zhuofeng was furious: "You are not worthy of fighting with me!"
He likes drag racing, but that doesn't mean his level of drag racing is very high, not to mention that he cares about his life.
Zhao Tianle approached Zhong Yu and whispered in Zhong Yu's ear: "Want to make some pocket money?"
Zhong Yu turned to look at Zhao Tianle doubtfully.
Zhao Tianle smiled mysteriously, and then said to Xie Zhuofeng: "Master Xie, brother Zhong Yu is indeed not a racing driver, and he does not rely on racing to make a living. Since you want Zhong Yu to compete with Xiao Chang, you have to give some blood."
"Tell me about it." Xie Zhuofeng said.
As long as Zhong Yu and Xiao Chang are racing, Zhong Yu will be at risk of casualties, and he doesn't mind spending some money to make himself comfortable.
Zhao Tianle raised a finger: "One hundred million."
After a pause, he continued: "If Zhong Yu wins, you have to give him 100 million, and all of us here will supervise. If he loses, it means that your judgment is correct. Zhong Yu must admit that Xiao Chang is here." He is indeed better than him in drag racing. However, Zhong Yu doesn’t need to give you a penny.”
He has great confidence in Zhong Yu, and of course he is on Zhong Yu's side.
He proposed a seemingly unfair bet, but it was very fair in terms of face between the young masters, and threw the problem to Xie Zhuofeng.
Regardless of whether Xie Zhuofeng agrees or not, there will be no more nonsense later.
It's impossible for you to slap my friend in the face with empty words. Come out with your money.
Everyone's eyes fell on Xie Zhuofeng, who frowned and did not agree immediately.
100 million is not a small amount of money, even a former richest man said it is a small goal.
The concern was that if he won the bet, he would get almost no benefit, but if he lost, he would lose 100 million.
"Haha, Tianle, why do you have to embarrass Mr. Xie?" Zhou Zhiyu laughed out loud, "Shao Xie is a guest from afar, we must be more generous."
"Zhong Yu, give me some face and give in to Mr. Xie." He patted Zhong Yu on the shoulder and said.
These words sounded like they were trying to smooth things over, but they were actually trying to set Xie Zhuofeng up and embarrass him.
Zhong Yu smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
"One hundred million, one hundred million!" Xie Zhuofeng's face turned red and he gritted his teeth.
Zhao Tianle said: "Master Xie, are you sure?"
"Stop talking nonsense, it's only 100 million, I can afford it!" Xie Zhuofeng said coldly.
Zhao Tianle turned to Zhong Yu and asked, "Zhong Yu, are you willing?"
"There's nothing wrong with making some pocket money." Zhong Yu said with a smile.
It would make Xie Zhuofeng feel pain and loss, but he wouldn't mind having a violent attack.
Zhao Tianle said: "So your bet is done, and all of us here will do the notarization and supervision. Westbrook, do you agree?"
Jiang Wei nodded: "Agree."
"Xiao Chang, if you beat him, I'll give you 20 million!" Xie Zhuofeng deliberately shouted to Xiao Chang to put pressure on Zhong Yu.
Xiao Changli shouted excitedly: "Don't worry, Mr. Xie!"
Determined to make a bet on racing, Zhong Yu went to drive a Ferrari.
Song Jiajia, who had been holding one of Zhong Yu's arms, also followed.
However, when getting into the car, Zhong Yu said to Song Jiajia: "Racing is dangerous, so don't get in."
He didn't have any feelings for Song Jiajia. He just followed the Romans and picked a female companion at random. It was no different from going to a nightclub to ask for a backup singer, but he didn't want to scare Song Jiajia away.
Xu Li was almost scared to death last time.
"I'm not afraid, I just like the excitement between life and death. Brother Zhong, please let me get in the car, okay?" Song Jiajia begged.
"Forget it, it's up to you, you'll be responsible for the consequences." Zhong Yu didn't bother to persuade him.
Song Jiajia shouted excitedly and happily: "Thank you, Brother Zhong! Hee hee, yeah -"
She happily walked around the front of the car and got into the passenger seat.
Zhong Yu started the car and drove to the starting line and stopped.
After that, he stopped getting out of the car.
Speed racing is a very dangerous behavior, and a single mistake will result in death or disability. With the chaos and noise outside, even if no one is deliberately harassing him, it is not conducive to maintaining a calm and calm mind.
While Zhong Yu was waiting in the car, Xiao Chang drove Xie Zhuofeng's Bugatti to familiarize himself with the driveway.
Xiaochang asked to familiarize himself with the lane three times, and Zhong Yu agreed.
Knowing that a peak racing king showdown was about to take place, with a stake of 100 million, everyone at the scene became excited and placed bets one after another.
Not only that, some people also called to inform other racing parties to come and watch the fun.
One is the god of mountain racing in Sanwan, the magical city, and the other is the king of drag racing in Dalongwan, the capital. This kind of duel is very difficult to encounter.
Other racing gangs in the city who were not present got the news and rushed over in droves.
