Dragon Blood Divine Son-in-law
Chapter 347: Are you paying by card or cash?

Chapter 347: Chapter 347: Are you paying by card or cash?

Ding Liang’s heart was filled with fighting spirit, determined to defeat Wong Kui.

However, before the race started, Wong Kui found Ding Liang, "Forgot to tell you, racing against me also requires a stake."

"Stake? What kind of stake?" Ding Liang was puzzled.

The rich second generations by his side rolled their eyes with contempt on their faces and knocked on Ding Liang’s Aston Martin.

"Damn, don’t you know the rules? The stake is obviously your car! If you lose, you have to give your car to Brother Kui!"

A chill ran down Ding Liang’s spine; he hadn’t expected this rule for the race.

Honestly, if he had known about this rule earlier, Ding Liang might not have challenged him.

After all, it was a sports car worth four million!

If he really lost, it would undoubtedly be a huge loss for him!

But now, he was already cornered here; if he regretted it at this point, he would certainly become everyone’s laughingstock, and he would never be able to hold his head up in this circle again.

In the end, Ding Liang clenched his teeth and said, "Fine, who’s afraid?!"

Then, the event organizer brought over the race agreement for Ding Liang and Wong Kui to sign their names separately.

Ding Liang looked at Wong Kui’s limited-edition supercar worth more than twenty million and his eyes were filled with fervor.

If he won, that more than twenty million supercar would be his!

More than twenty million! That’s what really rich people are!

"If I win, you can’t go back on your word!" Ding Liang looked at Wong Kui and finally confirmed.

Wong Kui snorted coldly, "Stop dreaming, you can’t possibly beat me!"

As the lights turned green, the race officially began.

Both sports cars burst out of the starting line at the same time.

In just an instant, the gap between a four million and a twenty million class sports car was immediately apparent.

Within a few seconds, Ding Liang had been left behind by Wong Kui.

Ding Liang was also shocked by the performance of Wong Kui’s supercar, having no choice but to desperately chase after him.

However, he soon realized that not only was Wong Kui’s car superior, even his driving skills were not something this greenhorn could compare with.

At this moment, Ding Liang was filled with extreme regret.

Only now did he finally realize that challenging Wong Kui had been far too impulsive!

Half an hour later, the race finally ended, with Ding Liang undoubtedly losing the race, and losing badly at that!

Wong Kui had reached the finish line full five minutes earlier and had been waiting for a while, with Ding Liang only leisurely arriving after Wong Kui had finished smoking a cigarette.

Getting out of the car, Ding Liang was utterly dispirited.

Those following Wong Kui patted Ding Liang’s shoulder and taunted, "Damn, you even dared to challenge Brother Kui, now you know how fierce Brother Kui is, huh!"

Fang Zhe also shook his head helplessly and said to Ding Liang, "What am I supposed to say about you? Do you know, Brother Kui is known as the car god of Jiulong Mountain, he has barely ever lost in all these years, he is absolutely at a professional race car driver’s level!"

"With your little ability, challenging Brother Kui to a race, wasn’t that just seeking death?"

Ding Liang listened with a heart turned to ash.

He never dreamed that Wong Kui could be so formidable.

"Why didn’t you say so earlier?!" Ding Liang was furious.

If he had known how formidable Wong Kui was, even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn’t dare to challenge him.

Fang Zhe snorted coldly, "Damn, you think I would offend Brother Kui for your sake? Am I tired of living or what?"

Fang Zhe had initially intended to tell Ding Liang this news, but Wong Kui had rebuked him with a single sentence.

At that moment, Fang Zhe already knew that Wong Kui was intentionally setting up Ding Liang, so he naturally didn’t dare say a word.

A few rich second-generation kids by Wong Kui’s side stepped forward and grabbed the car keys from Ding Liang’s hand.

"You lost, the car is no longer yours!"

As they spoke, they tried to snatch away the car keys, but Ding Liang was desperately holding on and would not let go.

"No, I... I didn’t know he was that good just now, this doesn’t count..."

However, before Ding Liang could finish his sentence, his opponent kicked him directly, knocking him to the ground.

"Damn, regretting it now, where the hell were you earlier!"

Everyone around also showed disdain, looking down on Ding Liang even more for trying to weasel out of a lost race.

Chang Lu came over to Ding Liang, squatted down, and mockingly touched his head, "Little brother, you’re trying to woo me with that little bit of assets you got? You think I’m one of those naive country girls from your village?"

"Let me tell you, you associate with circles that match your wealth, our circle isn’t something a small fry like you can join!"

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing straight into Ding Liang’s heart and trampling his dignity underfoot mercilessly.

Only then did he realize just how far he was from these rich kids.

He was full of regret, knowing that if he had known this would be the outcome, he wouldn’t have raced with Wong Kui today, he shouldn’t even have come to Jiulong Mountain to join in the bustle!

However, what Ding Liang would regret was still to come.

The rich second-generation kids, seeking to claim credit, handed Ding Liang’s car keys to Wong Kui.

"Damn, what a piece of junk car!" Wong Kui looked at the keys and his face showed contempt.

A four-million car and still not good enough for Wong Kui’s taste!

Ding Liang really didn’t want to stay here to be humiliated by others.

He stood up and said coldly, "Today is just my bad luck. But this matter won’t end here, one day, I will beat you!"

Truth be told, not even Ding Liang himself believed what he said, it was just a tough act to save face.

After saying that, Ding Liang turned to leave.

Then, Wong Kui’s voice came from behind him, "Did I say you could go?"

Ding Liang frowned, "I’ve already given you the car, what more do you want?"

Wong Kui snorted, "The car is given to me, but have you forgotten something?"

Ding Liang was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

At Wong Kui’s gesture, someone immediately brought over the contract they had signed a moment ago.

Wong Kui threw the contract in Ding Liang’s face, "Look carefully at what it says here, you son of a bitch!"

Ding Liang opened the contract and glanced at it, breaking out in a cold sweat.

It clearly stated that if there was a significant difference in the value of the cars involved in the race, the party with the less valuable vehicle would need to pay the difference to the other party!

This clause was very clear, written on the first page of the contract, only Ding Liang had not read it at all before, and had directly signed his name!

Wong Kui, of course, was aware of this.

In fact, he had long seen that Ding Liang really didn’t have the money to pay the difference, which is why he had deliberately provoked him into signing.

Dare to woo Brother Kui’s woman, how could he let him off easily!

"You see, it’s written clearly in the contract, you need to pay me the difference," said Wong Kui.

"This junk of yours is worth about four million, my Ferrari is a limited edition model, market value over twenty million!"

"I’ll give you a break on the numbers, you still have to pay me fifteen million now!"

"So, how are you paying, card or cash?"

Wong Kui looked at Ding Liang, his smile full of mockery.