"One million?"

Qin Fei turned around and looked at Han Jiuer thoughtfully.

The group of young people behind them all showed contempt.

A nike is a nike. When I heard that I was rich, I became interested. Wasn’t I quite arrogant just now? Now, for the sake of one million, I probably have to lick Han Jiuer?

However, Qin Fei's next sentence made everyone suffer internal injuries: "I'm just a day's pocket money, I'm not interested!"

"Damn, the pocket money for a day? Does this guy have a mine at home?"

"It's just a sensational look, to hide the traits of the loser in your bones."

"Look at the clothes he is on, at most one hundred yuan per piece, it looks like he is rich? If he hadn't found a good wife, I wouldn't know where to move bricks on the construction site!"

As soon as Qin Fei finished speaking, he immediately became the target of attacks by the rich second generation.

Han Jiuer was even more furious and wanted to go over and kick the arrogant maniac in person. However, considering that the mad dog had lost, he still endured this idea and asked coldly: "You tell me a price, I will never bargain!"

"I'm not short of money!"

Qin Fei shrugged, so he was too lazy to be crazy with a group of little kids. With this time, why not go back and accompany Yang Ruoxi and give her a massage.

When Qin Fei thought of Yang Ruoxi's tender and smooth legs, he felt a urge to drool.

Although you can't do anything in essence, it's good to give yourself a spiritual tooth sacrifice to satisfy your cravings.

After getting into the car, Qin Fei had just started to fire, and Han Jiuer sat on the hood and said rudely: "Let's go, if you have the ability to hit me to death, I'll leave!"

Han Jiuer felt too unbalanced. She had been in Jiangcheng for so long, but who could see that she was not polite. She was ignored by the man in front of her again. She couldn't wait to fight back hard by racing.

Besides, even if Qin Fei fights well, isn’t he awesome in racing?

I lost last time because Ferrari's performance was there. No matter how Mitsubishi modified it, it was never on the same level.

So, this time, Han Jiuer prepared two identical cars and achieved relatively fairness. If she lost again, it would prove that Qin Fei had good driving skills and she was convinced.

Seeing that Han Jiuer had done this, Han Jiuer's friends surrounded Qin Fei's Jetta and shouted, "Come on, have the ability to kill us together!"

Qin Fei felt a little annoyed. The other party was a group of half-grown children, not a vicious criminal. If he really didn't let go, Qin Fei wouldn't be determined to knock these people away.

He sighed, turned off the engine, looked at Han Jiuer, and said with a wry smile: "You want me to race with you, right?"

"Yes, I lost to you last time, I'm not convinced!" Han Jiuer said with her neck tilted.

"Okay, let's do it. I don't want the money. I will compete with you once, and there will be no second win or loss. Also, racing is very dangerous, and I advise you to avoid playing such dangerous activities to avoid harming others and yourself!" Qin Fei agreed, and knew that if he was not satisfied with this tomboy, he would definitely hold on to him.

"So long-winded, uncle!"

There are a few little girls, only seventeen or eighteen years old, who curled their lips at Qin Fei, looking unhappy.

Qin Fei didn't care about it either. After igniting the fire again, he said, "Okay, you get in the car."

"Are you driving a Jetta?" Han Jiuer was slightly stunned when she saw that Qin Fei had no intention of getting off the bus.

"What? Can't Jetta drive?" Qin Fei asked with a smile.

"Hmph, your Jetta uses an EA211 engine with a maximum power of 95 kilowatts and a maximum horsepower of 110 horsepower. Even if you step into the fuel tank, you can't catch up with my Mitsubishi EVO. You are obviously humiliating me like this!" Han Jiuer slapped the hood and said angrily.

"I said, boy, cars are dead, people live. Even if my Jetta is old, it's okay to run 150 yards? It's a mountain road ahead. Under normal circumstances, it's very fast for seventy or eighty yards. Even if your Mitsubishi EVO is powerful, how fast do you dare to fly on the mountain road? Two hundred yards? I'm afraid it's not racing, but rushing to see the King of Hell!" Qin Fei glanced at Han Jiuer and felt that these people knew nothing about racing.

Seeing Qin Fei talking so well, Han Jiuer couldn't help frowning, thought of a possibility, and said, "Wait a minute, I'm going to check your engine, what if you cheat?"

"Sure enough, women are all petty!" Qin Fei didn't care, he just wanted to finish the squirting early and go home early, holding Yang Ruoxi's white legs and having fun.

After opening the engine compartment, Han Jiuer and several friends carefully checked it before closing the cover of the engine and snorted: "Okay, you're the one who wins me. If Jetta wins me, add one million, two million!"

"Okay, I'll donate it to the orphanage!" Qin Fei didn't take this little money to heart.

But it sounded different to Han Jiuer's ears. She glared at Qin Fei with hatred, feeling very unconvinced, as if she had lost.

Han Jiuer gestded without looking back and then sat on her Mitsubishi.

At this time, a Lamborghini Maverick drove over with a deafening sound of air.

When the car window fell, a young man with white hair spitted out a smoke ring and said, "Jiu'er, you are getting less and less promising. Why don't you go with a bicycle racing with a bicycle racing with a broken Jetta?"

Han Jiuer frowned slightly and said unhappily: "Jin Yuanwu, who do I have to race with? What does it have to do with you?"

"Mr. Jin, it's so boring. Let's go and bomb the street. I have a few sisters waiting for us at the Dihao Nightclub!" On the passenger seat, a woman wearing a suspender and looking charming, hooked the neck of the white-haired young man and said delicately.

"Slutty, you know how to do it. Racing is more enjoyable than doing that." The white-haired young man smiled evilly, grabbed the charming woman's thigh. He glanced at Qin Fei a few times and said, "Let's do this, I'll let you see who reaches the top of the mountain first. Whoever loses will leave the car."

"You will suffer a loss in this way." Qin Fei couldn't help but remind the white-haired young man with "kindness". How embarrassed to use his Jetta to replace someone else's Lamborghini.

"Eat you with numbness. My calf, 600 horsepower, 0-100 acceleration only takes 3.6 seconds. What about your Jetta? 13.6 seconds? Just show off in front of me. I will make you unable to eat it and take care of it!" The white-haired young man shouted at him, looking quite furious.

"Then, you all heard it. If this person doesn't keep his word, you all will be a testimony." Qin Fei said with a smile.

"Don't worry, there are so many luxury cars in Mr. Jin's family, and this calf is not bad."

"We won first. If you lose later, you have to walk back. We are all sports cars and we have to take girls. Who will take you a big man?"

"That's right, I heard that there are a lot of perverts recently. If you walk halfway and sing the Golden Armor theme song, it will be bad."

The young people started to sneer. It was a fool to win against someone else's Lamborghini.

"Baby, sit firmly!" The white-haired young man, Jin Yuanwu, is also the son of another master of the Black Dragon Hall, otherwise, he would not dare to be so arrogant in front of Han Jiuer.

His identity and status are similar. But he is a man, so he naturally looks down on Han Jiuer and a woman.

So what if you do well, sooner or later, you will be fucked by a man in various positions without any blind spots.

Han Jiuer also knew Jin Yuanwu, and she was the kind of virtue of a second-generation ancestor. She snorted, and after getting in the car and fastened her seat belt, she retreated a few meters, and the three cars lined up in a straight line.

"It's only three seconds, I won't let you go." Jin Yuanwu was still smoking slowly, not taking Han Jiuer and Qin Fei seriously.

A woman in a bikini, skillfully holding a flag, walked to the middle of the three cars, and slowly raised it: "Three..."

"two...."

"one"

As the order flag fell, Han Jiuer let go of the handbrake and Mitsubishi rushed out with a buzzing sound.

Qin Fei naturally didn't dare to be arrogant. When it comes to straight-line acceleration, his Jetta really couldn't even eat other people's ash.

The two cars started almost at the same time, with the powerful airflow carrying a burst of dust and smoke.

The woman in the bikini in the middle opened her arms and was full of intoxication. She obviously had a little excited before, she was sucking fans.

"Mr. Jin, it's your turn to perform." The charming woman in the co-pilot squirted on Kim Won-woo's face and said with a charming smile.

"Look at it, little slut!" Jin Yuanwu kicked the accelerator directly to the bottom, and the tachometer sounded, instantly exceeding ten thousand.

This is the difference between sports cars, with speeds of tens of thousands. For ordinary cars, even if they have 6,000 rpm, the body of the car will probably be almost broken.

After all, you get what you pay for. There is nothing comparable between the two.

From the start, to the foot of the mountain, it is about a straight line distance of about one thousand meters.

The one who is temporarily leading now is definitely Han Jiuer's Mitsubishi EVO. After modification, it can reach 400 horsepower. At this moment, the speed is close to 200, which is vaguely swaying to Qin Fei's Jetta by 200 meters.

However, Jin Yuanwu's Maverick also caught up like lightning. After all, straight-line acceleration is the performance of the car, and it has nothing to do with driving skills.

Qin Fei was not in a hurry, he was about to go to the winding mountain road. No matter whether you are a calf or a pony, if you dare to drive 120 yards on the mountain road, you are already considered a racer level.

Buzz...

Han Jiuer and Jin Yuanwu's calf rushed onto the mountain road almost at the same time. The huge air waves brought about by the dust and smoke in the sky made Qin Fei slow down some of the car.

In the blink of an eye, he was thrown out for another 100 or 200 meters.
Chapter completed!