Yang Hao frowned, but Yan Beibei was happy next to him.

Yang Hao has always refused to fight for her. It is useless for Yan Beibei to talk left and right. Now that she sees Yan Ming standing up to cause hatred, how can Yan Beibei be unhappy?

Yan Ming stared at Yang Hao, and his tone became more and more arrogant: "I give you two choices now. The first is to fight for Yan Beibei. No matter whether you win or lose, you kicked my car and hit me by driving. The second is to kneel down and call me three times. This matter is also cancelled. Otherwise, you can't walk down Dongxing Mountain today..."

Yang Hao's expression remained unchanged and he spoke lightly: "Why can't you let me walk down this Dongxing Mountain?"

Yan Ming sneered: "There are many ways, but I have always liked the most direct one, which is to cripple you and let you have to climb down the mountain..."

Yang Hao frowned: "Just because of that day, you are going to crippled me?"

Yan Ming looked at Yang Hao disdainfully: "What, are you scared? It's too late to regret it now. If you knew today, you wouldn't show off again a few days ago. Pretending to be struck by lightning, don't you know?"

Pretending to be struck by lightning...

Yang Hao was speechless. He had just talked about showing off with Yan Beibei before. He didn't expect that someone would say he was showing off now. However, Yang Hao was a little angry about Yan Ming's domineering. These rich second-generations often wanted to crippled people. Perhaps in their opinion, even if they crippled people, the worst result would be to lose some money.

"I can bet with you, but the bet of 500,000 is too small..."

Yang Hao's sudden words surprised everyone. Is the bet of 500,000 yuan too small?

Yan Beibei looked at Yang Hao in surprise. She knew that Yang Hao was working as a security guard in Jasmine Xiang Company. He actually said that 500,000 is still less?

Yan Beibei's eyes shone. Out of a little girl's psychology, in her heart, Yang Hao is a car of god-level masters, who retired to the city and lived an ordinary life. This is also the reason why she insisted on contacting Yang Hao and dragging Yang Hao here. She wanted to find out Yang Hao's true face.

How could a person who can drive a Jetta speed of more than 16 in the traffic flow be an ordinary person?

Is the uncle going to transform?

Yan Beibei clenched her little hands into fists and looked at Yang Hao excitedly.

Compared to Yan Beibei's surprise, Yan Ming was also stunned, but then he laughed: "Is 500,000 still less? Do you want to show off again? OK, you said 500,000 is too little, so how about betting on one million?"

"I don't have money on me..."

Before Yang Hao finished speaking, Yan Ming laughed unscrupulously: "It's true that you don't have to pay taxes. I can also tell you to bet 100 million, but hey, I forgot to bring the money with you. Boy, isn't you pretending to be like this?"

Yang Hao stared at Yan Ming calmly, touched his pocket, took out his old-looking wallet, and pulled out a golden card from it: "I have a credit card here, and its overdraft withdrawal amount is two million, I will bet with you two million..."

The original scene of the noise suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes focused on the small card in Yang Hao's hand.

Overdraw a credit card of two million?

True or fake?

Yan Ming's expression was flickering, and his eyes were suspiciously sweeping around Yang Hao. There were credit cards that were overdrawn by two million, but these types of credit cards were usually specially processed for special customers, and they did not exist in large quantities on the market. What's more, those who can overdraw credit cards of two million themselves represent a certain strength. Otherwise, who will pay back the money if they overdraw?

Yan Ming was really unable to take out two million for a while, but if he was scared by the other party like this, then he should not be here in the future. I am afraid that if the matter spreads, he will become a laughing stock among the people in the circle.

Yan Beibei looked at the card in Yang Hao's hand in surprise. She recognized the credit card at a glance. The uncle actually took out a credit card and could overdraw two million yuan. He was still working as a security guard at Jasmine Xiang Company?

Yan Beibei felt that Yang Hao was becoming more and more mysterious, and her curiosity about Yang Hao became more and more serious. Her eyes were already shiny when she looked at Yang Hao.

"Uncle, where did you get this card?" Yan Beibei leaned into Yang Hao's ear and asked in a low voice: "Is it really okay to use the money inside? Don't stick yourself in for me. If you don't compete and I'm here, he won't dare to do anything to you..."

Yan Beibei's tone was full of concern. She had always wanted to pull Yang Hao to fight before, but now Yang Hao really went to fight, but she was worried for Yang Hao and couldn't help but persuade him. Yang Hao listened to Yan Beibei's words and felt warm in his heart. Although this girl was crazy, she was still kind-hearted after all. She stood up for her and there was nothing left...

"Everyone has a few rich friends. This card was given to me by a friend, but I never dared to use it. I can't afford it if I use it. I didn't expect it to be useful today..."

Yang Hao turned his head and chuckled in Yan Beibei's ear: "Anyway, it's just scaring him. Even if he really bets, then just bet. Maybe I won two million, and I've been in class for many years..."

When Yang Hao spoke, a warm breath blew on Yan Beibei's ears. Yan Beibei felt that his ears were itchy. He looked at Yang Hao's face so close to his face. Although he knew that Yang Hao was so close to him to avoid being heard by the other party, a strange feeling couldn't help but rise from his heart, and his little ears suddenly turned red...

Yan Beibei doesn’t believe what Yang Hao said. Whose friend will send you a credit card with a 2 million quota credit card for you without any trouble. When he was still talking about being a security guard to work, Yan Beibei snorted: “The genius believes in you.”

Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders and replied with a smile: "Believe it or not."

Yang Hao really didn't tell any lies. This card was given to him by his aunt when he came to Zhonghai. Yang Hao's aunt and Yang Hao's mother had a very good relationship. Her aunt also loved him very much. Her aunt only had one daughter. Her aunt treated him like her son. Her aunt and uncle-in-law did not get involved in the officialdom, but were extremely successful businessmen. After all, it was easy to enjoy the cool under the big tree. With the big tree of the Yang family, no matter what business it was, as long as the person was not too stupid, how could he not make money?

My aunt gave him this card and told him not to treat him badly and spend whatever he wanted. He didn't have to pay back the money anyway, just spend it. Because he couldn't refuse my aunt's love, Yang Hao took the card, but he never used it. After all, Yang Hao himself was also very rich, but the money was not just on him.

After teasing Yan Beibei for a few words, he found that Yan Ming was still standing there, looking like he was having trouble making up his mind. Yang Hao frowned and shouted: "Do you dare to gamble? If you don't dare to gamble, don't block the way. A good dog still knows not to block the way..."

Yan Ming's face was a little embarrassed again: "Gambling, of course, betting, but if you can overdraw two million in this card, it's just your own words..."

Yang Hao smiled: "Since there is traffic jam here, I think there should be a organizer. They can check it out. Besides, you will get the account for two million yuan. Otherwise, after the bet, who knows if anyone will lose the account..."

Yan Ming glared at Yang Hao, turned his head and whispered to Duan Junhua, the little car beside him. After a while, Yan Ming turned his head and said, "Okay, I've bet with you, I'll find someone to go through the procedures."

Soon, a middle-aged man in his forties came with two younger brothers: "My name is Du Qiu, here is dedicated to serving everyone's racing cars and being a middleman. I heard that the two of them are going to make a gamble of two million?"

Yan Beibei whispered in Yang Hao's ear: "He is a local snake in this area. All those who drive here need to find them as the middle party. They will be charged 10%. However, with them as the middle party, no one dares to make trouble or blame the debt..."

Yang Hao nodded and threw the card in his hand over: "This card can overdraw two million, check it out."

Du Qiu also had a little surprise in his eyes. He caught the card, looked at it, and smiled and said, "Don't worry, brother, although we are simple here, since we serve you, we must have everything..."

Yan Ming also took out a bank card and handed it to Du Qiu. Du Qiu's work efficiency was very fast. It took only two minutes to confirm the validity of Yang Hao's credit card and the balance in Yan Ming's card was enough to pay for the bet. They had a strong enough background and were not worried that these people would dare to pay the debt, so they did not transfer the funds of the two of them first.

"Okay, now you can prepare your racing vehicles. In ten minutes, this racing will start. If you don't have a good enough car, we provide car rental services. Our cars are all well-modified. In addition, we have detailed video introductions about the race section..."

Yang Hao was slightly surprised. The service was indeed quite in place. It was not so difficult for people to charge some agency service fees. Yang Hao turned to Du Qiu and asked: "What car are you using?"

Du Qiu took photos of his Porsche 911 sports car: "Just use my car."

Duan Junhua had already gotten into Du Qiu's car at this time. When checking the condition of the car, Yang Hao thought that it would definitely not work if he ran with him with Jetta. After all, it was not Du Qiu who was posing in the other party, but the guy who claimed to be the king of small cars. Since he dared to call him that, he still had some skills.

Yang Hao was about to ask Du Qiu what car rental was available. Yan Beibei next to him had been whispering excitedly: "Is it okay to use my car? My car has also been modified, but it is still a bit worse than his car..."

Yang Hao smiled and said, "Are you not afraid of scrapping your car?"

Yan Beibei patted her chest generously: "It's my fault if it's scrapped. You even took out your old secrets. I can't be stingy, right?"

Yang Hao smiled and said, "Okay, I'll try it first, I'll agree first, if it's scrapped, you can't cry..."

Watching Yang Hao walk towards her car, Yan Beibei took Yang Hao's arm and stared at Yang Hao pitifully: "Can I sit in the passenger seat?" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!