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There are all kinds of racing motorcycles parked on the road ahead.

Many motorcycles are still drawn by special trucks.

If there wasn't a spacious enough grassland nearby, I'm afraid there wouldn't be enough to accommodate so many trucks and motorcycles.

By the way, there are many sports cars that also appear here.

and!

There are many lighting lamps around to make this area clear.

Looking around, there are some young men and women here, and everyone is dressed in fashion and avant-garde.

I'm afraid only Liu Yan is an alternative person.

The cool fur coat, a British jazz hat and sunglasses, doesn't look like someone who is here to participate in a racing competition, but more like someone who is here to be cool.

The cool-tongued look of Ghost Face Harley has also attracted a lot of attention.

Liu Yan's eyes swept around.

No!

No!

Still not!

Did Yu Xia lied to herself?

No.

Even if I give that smelly woman a hundred courage, I believe she dare not lie to me.

Search again!

"Hey, brother, your Harley is pretty good. How much is it? You tell me how much, I want it."

A young man wearing a motorcycle racing suit walked over with a smile.

There are also two sexy beauties around him.

After the young man came over, his eyes also swept Mu Weiyi's body.

I have to say!

Mu Weiyi is indeed very beautiful, at least more beautiful and more elegant than the two beauties next to the young man.

only……

Mu Weiyi was slapped by Long Biao before, and her face seemed slightly swollen.

If it weren't for this, it would look more beautiful.

“Not selling.”

Liu Yan left two words and walked towards a crowded place.

"Hey, brother, why not do that? Let's compete in a race. If you lose, give me this Harley. If I lose, I will give you a brand new Street Fighter. How about it?"

The young man smiled confidently.

Liu Yan ignored it.

"Haha, aren't you scared?" the young man sneered disdainfully.

But Liu Yan still ignored him.

The young man's face suddenly turned dark and he stepped up to follow Liu Yan.

"Brother, are you trying to be a turtle?"

Liu Yan still ignored it.

"Haha, coward!"

The young man sneered and scolded.

Liu Yan paused, turned around, and looked at the young man coldly.

"What did you say just now?"

"I said you are a coward!" the young man repeated, "If you are not a coward, then accept my challenge and bet."

Crack Crack Crack!

Liu Yan clenched his fist and almost rushed forward and punched the guy twice.

Oh shit!

This guy is a fool who is full and wants to find something exciting.

OK!

Brother will fulfill you!

If you lose, don’t cry!

"Another bet. Whoever loses will let the other party slap three times." Liu Yan said angrily.

"I'll go, come and see. There is a guy here who wants to make a bet with Mr. Liang. Those who lose will not only have to lose the car, but also let the other party slap three times in the face."

"No, who is so awesome and dares to play such a bet with Mr. Liang?"

"Damn it, Mr. Liang's Street Fighter is specially modified. Even when passing corners, it can be faster and more stable than a normal car. Anyone dares to take this bet that is clearly about to lose?"

"There are good shows, there are good shows!"

For a moment, many people gathered around.

Everyone wanted to see which fool was who dared to make such a bet with Liang Fei.

Is my face itchy, looking for a thump?

"I'm afraid this guy doesn't know Mr. Liang?" Someone guessed.

"Well, probably so, otherwise, he wouldn't have been so arrogant that he dared to play such a bet with Mr. Liang."

"Yes! Mr. Liang is a famous underground speed prince in our Xinghui market! Apart from that one, no one has been able to beat Mr. Liang in the underground speed race so far."

"This guy is really...hehe, let's wait and see the show."

Liang Fei smiled.

interesting!

This is the first time that someone dares to bet with him like this.

"Okay, I agree with your bet."

Liang Fei was confident and authentic.

Then, he turned around and looked around.

"Everyone listens, you are all witnesses of this gambling game. In addition, after today's underground racing competition, I'll treat you to everyone, and everyone will celebrate."

"Don't worry, Mr. Liang, we will testify for you."

"Yes, we are all witnesses."

"Mr. Liang treats you, we will definitely arrive, hahaha..."

"Yes, we all congratulate Mr. Liang for winning such a cool and handsome Harley heavy motorcycle."

"Yes, yes, this Harley heavy locomotive will soon be Liang's."

Everyone went around Liang Fei to flatter him.

Mu Weiyi gently pulled Liu Yan's clothes and frowned and said, "Do you really want to compete with him?"

"Of course." Liu Yan said affirmatively.

He hates others calling him cowardly the most.

Who scolds me!

Who are you anxious about?

When he was by the Xinghui River, if it weren't for those gangsters calling him a coward, he would probably be too lazy to help Mu Weiyi.

This Liang Fei dared to touch his reverse scale?

Looking for abuse!

"But I have heard of his name. He is called the little prince of Xinghui Market Underground Speed ​​Racing. He has first-class racing skills. Even professional racing drivers may not be his opponent."

Mu Weiyi looked a little worried about Liu Yan.

after all!

Liu Yan is the man who made her heart beat faster.

"Let me lose? He is not qualified yet." Liu Yan said affirmatively.
To be continued...