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Chapter 33 - 33 33 Teach You a Trick!

33: Chapter 33, Teach You a Trick!

33: Chapter 33, Teach You a Trick!

When Fang Yi pressed the burning cigarette butt onto the face of the man called Scar, the entire place fell absolutely silent.

These young speed freaks, dressed like nonconformists, were all incredibly shocked.

They knew that Scar was a tough guy around these parts, a member of the Mixed Commerce Alliance, and no one had ever dared to do something like this to him, especially not pressing a lit cigarette right onto his face.

What did this say?

It said that Fang Yi was outrageously brazen!

And Shen Xiaoxiao, upon seeing Fang Yi’s action, her beautiful eyes widened, and she let out a silent “fuck,” thinking how incredibly cool that was.

In fact, the most shocked of all was Scar himself.

He roared furiously, swung a punch with all his might.

However, just as his fist was about to strike Ye Qing’s face, it was blocked by Fang Yi.

Scar felt as though his fist had crashed into an iron plate.

“You can’t beat me,” Fang Yi said calmly.

“Even if all of you here ganged up on me, you still wouldn’t win.”

If Fang Yi’s previous behavior had been considered arrogant, then his current statement was utterly lawless, effectively challenging everyone present.

“Kid, don’t talk big!”

“You think you’re a martial arts master or something!”

“Damn it, I’ll get a gun, and that will take you down for sure.”

These speedsters were all young and full of vigor, how could they stand such provocation from Fang Yi?

As a result, they started to retaliate with their words, but they failed to notice the change in Scar’s expression, which now bore obvious shock and a hint of fear.

Because…

he felt Fang Yi gripping his fist so tightly that his fingers began to ache severely, as if they were being crushed by a pair of pliers, indicating how strong Fang Yi’s grip was.

Just then, a somewhat hoarse voice rang out.

“What’s all the noise about?”

The voice was soft, yet the moment people heard it, they clearly became a bit fearful.

Someone made way, and a middle-aged man with a limp walked out.

The middle-aged man had a limp and an uneven gait, his walk uneven due to one shoulder being higher than the other, but he exuded a strong presence.

Once he stopped, the man said, “What happened here?”

The boss had arrived!

Fang Yi let go of Scar’s fist, and Scar hastily retreated two steps, respectfully saying from behind the older man, “Boss Song, why have you come?

I can handle this.”

Boss Song replied indifferently, “Someone just snuffed their cigarette butt on your face, and you call that handling it?”

Scar was at a loss for words.

Boss Song’s gaze had already settled on Fang Yi.

“Young man, do you know where you are?”

Fang Yi shook his head.

Boss Song continued, “This is my, Song Dao’s, territory.

Causing trouble here, you must be new, right?”

Fang Yi didn’t respond.

“This is a place for street racing.

You’ve got guts, but we have our rules.

If you cause trouble here, you have to follow our rules.

Otherwise, you’re going to have a lot of problems.”

Boss Song glanced meaningfully at Shen Xiaoxiao.

Fang Yi wasn’t afraid of anything but trouble, so he said, “So what do you want, a fight, or what?”

Boss Song said, “Let’s skip the fight.

This is a place for racing, so let’s race.

I see the girl with you looks like she has money, how about this—I’ll bet one hundred thousand, and you bet the same.

We’ll gamble on a race, how does that sound?”

However, Fang Yi replied, “One hundred thousand is too little, how about two hundred thousand?”

Boss Song smirked playfully, “Deal!”

The crowd dispersed, but most of them felt that there was a good show coming.

Some ran on the spot to place their bets.

Racing wasn’t just about the cars—gambling was also a big part of it, so there was a specific spot for betting.

When the crowd had dispersed, Shen Xiaoxiao said urgently, “Are you trying to kill me?

One hundred thousand is already a lot for me, and you’re actually betting two hundred thousand—I can’t come up with that much.”

Fang Yi couldn’t help but wonder, “Your sister is so rich, and you don’t even have two hundred thousand?”

He saw Shen Xiaoxiao lower her head, slightly embarrassed as she said, “My sister is really stingy, she only gives me ten thousand yuan for pocket money each month.”

Fang Yi: “…” He thought carefully and, considering Shen Binan’s strict and meticulous character, indeed she could do something like that.

Song Dao walked back to a tent not far away with his hands behind his back, and his henchman followed him.

Once inside the tent, the henchman pleasingly brought a cup of hot water to Song Dao.

Song Dao took it and said, “Go call Wang Jian over.”

The henchman obeyed and hurried off.

After a short while, he returned, followed by a man—it was Wang Jian.

“Boss Dao, you wanted to see me?”

“Mm.” Song Dao said indifferently, “You’ll race a solo run soon.

I’ve bet two hundred thousand on it; win and I’ll give you one hundred thousand.”

Wang Jian said, “Don’t worry, Boss Dao, I’ll definitely complete the task.”

The henchman and Wang Jian left the tent together, and once outside, the henchman said, “Wang Jian, that guy’s quite good, so be careful.”

Once they stepped out of the tent, Wang Jian’s face was filled with arrogance.

He disdainfully said, “How good can he be compared to me?

Henchman, you know that here in Moon City, I’ve never met any real competition.”

The henchman flatteringly said, “That’s true…

that’s true…

but still, better safe than sorry, right?”

He knew very well who Wang Jian was—a professional racer who had participated in the national racing league and even placed in the top five.

He was a real racer.

But the henchman couldn’t shake off a feeling of unease, though he couldn’t quite put his finger on the reason.

On this side, Fang Yi had Jian Jing get out of the car, fearing that the upcoming racing would frighten her, and Jian Jing obediently complied.

However, there was someone fearless—Shen Xiaoxiao.

Shen Xiaoxiao stubbornly stayed in the car, her seatbelt fastened, and no matter what Fang Yi said, she refused to get out.

Just then, the henchman approached them and said, “The racer is ready.”

Fang Yi nodded, and seeing that Shen Xiaoxiao was not going to get out, he said, “You really won’t get out?”

“Not getting out!”

“Blame me if you get scared to death.”

“Hmph!

I’d be willing to die of fright.” Shen Xiaoxiao stubbornly said, “Plus, I want to see just how badass you really are.”

Fang Yi realized he couldn’t make her leave, so he decided to teach her a lesson this time.

Hence, Ye Qing took the driver’s seat in the Ferrari and then hit the accelerator, driving the car towards the track.

There waiting was a car, and along both sides of the road were many onlookers.

A scantily-clad beauty was pacing back and forth with a sign, just like a scene out of “Fast and Furious.”

“Wow!

The other side’s actually using a race car!” Shen Xiaoxiao exclaimed in surprise.

Indeed, the car Fang Yi was going to race against was a standard Ford Formula—an ultra-high-speed racing car designed specifically for competitions.

If it came to a sprint, even the Ferrari Fang Yi and company were driving would have a hard time competing.

At that moment, the henchman came over and explained to Fang Yi the rules: they would race along the mountain road, and the first to reach the finish line would win, with Song Dao waiting at the end.

The whistle sounded, signaling the readiness to start.

Fang Yi started the car, and just then, Shen Xiaoxiao suddenly patted his arm, “Look quick!

That guy’s actually giving us the finger.”

Fang Yi turned his head and indeed saw that the racer flicked them off with a contemptuous glare.

“Let me teach you something,” Fang Yi said coolly.

“What?” Shen Xiaoxiao was eager to retaliate.

“Make a fist, thumb up, then turn your hand down.”

Shen Xiaoxiao did as instructed and put her thumb down, and sure enough, at the next moment, the racer’s expression changed to one of anger, which delighted Shen Xiaoxiao no end.

“Alright, sit tight!” Fang Yi said.

Shen Xiaoxiao promptly braced herself.

Simultaneously, the beautiful woman holding the sign blew the whistle sharply!

Fang Yi’s red Ferrari and that Ford Formula both sped off in a flash, beginning the high-speed chase!

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