"Brother Yang, you are so amazing that you actually tied with Young Master Ling." Cai Wen ran over quickly and said with a smile.

The playboys nodded one after another, expressing their admiration for Yang Jie's driving skills.

"Boom--"

At the same time, a car rushed towards this side.

"Maserati? Is there a new friend here?" A playboy looked around and was a little curious. There were many new faces today!

Yang Jie frowned slightly. This was the car of the four people in the Nanshan Sect, but he didn't expect the other party to appear at this moment.

He did not defeat Lingyu, he just tied, and he would not count the previous agreement. And even if he defeated Lingyu, Yang Jie would doubt whether the other party would regret it...

"Young Master!"

Maserati stopped quickly, and Nanshan sent four people to step forward quickly, blocking Bugatti, and looking at Yang Jie on guard.

Yang Jie shook his right hand, and the Mosaichi Bone Sword appeared in his hand, looking at the four people from the Nanshan Sect.

Although he had a headache, he was not the one who could stand by his death. Yang Jie was confident that even if he was discontinued, he could still deal with these people with his current strength.

"What's going on?"

The playboys found that the atmosphere was not right and retreated to both sides, fearing that they would suffer from the disaster.

At this time, Bugatti's car door opened, Ling Yu slowly walked down from Bugatti, looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on Yang Jie.

"Young Master, are you okay?" asked four people from Nanshan Sect.

Ling Yu waved his hand and signaled the four of them to rest assured. Then he bowed slightly to Yang Jie and said with a serious expression: "I lost!"

The playboys were in an uproar, and Yang Jie was also stunned, not expecting Lingyu to admit defeat.

As for the four masters of the Nanshan Sect, they didn't know about the previous racing car, and they were even confused by the stupid words of their young master.

"Mr. Ling, are you tied?" Cai Wen said.

"No, I really lost. I have run this lane less than ten times, and the car has the advantage, but I can still run a draw, which shows that my driving skills are far inferior to Yang Jie." Ling Yu said seriously.

Everyone suddenly realized.

Yang Jie looked at Ling Yu in surprise.

Ling Yu walked out of the support of four people from the Nanshan Sect, bowed ninety degrees to Yang Jie, and said, "From now on, you will be my Ling Yu's master!"

"Young Master!" The four people in the Nanshan Sect were shocked.

How could they not surprise them when the young master of their Nanshan Sect actually worshipped others as his teacher or Yang Jie?

Although he only bowed ninety degrees, being able to bow to a young man with an identity like Lingyu has explained everything.

Before this, they were worried that Yang Jie would use small means to make their young master suffer a great loss. Unexpectedly, in the end, their young master actually directly became Yang Jie as his teacher.

"I am willing to accept the loss of the bet. This is my agreement with my master!" Ling Yu waved his hand and signaled the four people in the Nanshan Sect to be calm. "Master, since I lost, Miss Hong Yan is my master's wife. I will definitely not covet my master's wife."

"..." Yang Jie didn't say anything.

Even he was shocked by Ling Yu's simplicity. He originally thought there was a tough battle to fight, but now, the plot is reversing too quickly.

"Master, this is what I promised before. This Bugatti is yours! I believe that one day you will definitely become the world's leading car god!" Ling Yu handed Bugatti's key to Yang Jie.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in the title of the God of Cars, and I'm not your master." Yang Jie shrugged and did not take the car keys.

"No, since I lost, then you are my master, and this car must be collected." Ling Yu was also stubborn, staring at Yang Jie with his eyes burning.

Yang Jie was completely speechless and looked at Ling Yu strangely. The young master of the Nanshan Sect really fell below his glasses.

The four brothers of the Nanshan Sect smiled bitterly one after another.

They also understood it. They guessed that their young master saw that Yang Jie had good driving skills, so he bet on a car with Yang Jie. As a result, he lost all over his body, so he wanted to become a disciple, right?

It is no secret that Lingyu is keen on racing in the entire Nanshan Sect.

Ling Yu's cultivation talent can be regarded as a rare genius in a century in the Nanshan Sect.

Unfortunately, this wizard spent most of his energy on racing, otherwise he would have become the second moon-level master of the Nanshan Sect.

For this reason, the leader of the Nanshan Sect, namely Ling Yu's father, also had a headache, but he had no choice but to use his precious son. Over time, he turned a blind eye.

But the leader of the Nanshan Sect would never have thought that this time he sent his son to the secular world. He originally wanted to steal his wife (Hong Yan), but his wife did not get it. Instead, his son recognized a person from the secular world as his teacher.

If the leader of the Nanshan Sect knows, he will be angry to death.

"Master, master! But you have also seen it. I already have a car. I can't drive two cars back together, right? I don't have the ability!" Yang Jie shrugged.

Lingyu was stunned.

If others say this, he will definitely sneer at it. His Bugatti is a luxury car of tens of millions, but now it will be different if it is Yang Jie.

Yang Jie's car is not cheap either. You can't say that Yang Jie will leave Rolls-Royce here and drive Bugatti back?

Perhaps his Bugatti is more expensive than Rolls-Royce.

But the real value of this Rolls-Royce is that there are only ten cars in the world. This title alone will be several streets away from his Bugatti.

“…”

For a moment, Lingyu didn't know what to do.

"That, remember your promise, stop harassing my little Yanyan anymore." Yang Jie didn't want to wave to Ling Yu Moji here, waved his hand at the other party, got on the Rolls-Royce, and left.

“…”

All the playboys were stunned, but they didn't expect Yang Jie to leave as soon as he said that. Although they were also rich, they were also very moved by Lingyu's Bugatti!

If Lingyu said he would give them the car, they might have thrown their car away and drove away in Bugatti.

"Brother, are you chasing me?" Three other people from the Nanshan Sect looked at the boss one after another.

The boss also had a headache and said tentatively: "Young master, do you want to chase me?"

"You are just your driving skills, can you catch up with my master?" Ling Yu whitened his eyes and the four of them, then got on his Bugatti and drove away.

"Let's go!"

The four men of the Nanshan Sect had no choice but to get to Maserati, followed Bugatti and left Tianfeng Mountain.

...

On the other hand, Yang Jie quickly drove to Yihong Wine Bar.

"Brother Yang, it's been a long time since I saw you. Are you here to find our Sister Hong?"

As soon as Yang Jie got off the car, the waiter at Yihong Wine Bar ran up enthusiastically and greeted Yang Jie.

"Um."

Yang Jie nodded to everyone, said hello, and went straight into Yihong Wine Bar.

After entering the bar, Yang Jie looked around and quickly turned his eyes to the front desk, where Jack was still skillfully mixing the wine.

On the side, a man in white held his chin with one hand and a wine glass with the other, looking very comfortable.

"Jack, do you know these tricks? You're tired of drinking. Are you new tricks? Change your taste!" The man in white sipped the wine in the glass and complained.

"Senior Liu, should you pay for the wine?" Jack re-adjusted the glass of wine and put it in front of Liu Wuhen, saying, "This glass adds up to 380,000."

During this period, Liu Wuhen has been staying in Yihong Wine Bar and is familiar with everyone. He was originally like Jack and the others, but he was still a little afraid of this killer king.

But with the contact, they gradually discovered that the killer king was not as difficult as he imagined, and he did not have the slightest enlightenment of a master, but was more like an alcoholic.

"Uh, let me see!" Liu Wuhen took out his wallet from his arms, looked at it, and there was only five dollars left. He shrugged and drank the wine in his glass, then said, "What's the hurry? Isn't this someone helping me pay back the money?"

Jack looked up and saw Yang Jie walking towards them.

"I don't seem to have the obligation to pay you back the money for wine, right?" Yang Jie also heard Liu Wuhen's words and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Uh, Brother Yang, it's been a long time since we met!" Liu Wuhen was not at all disconnected, and said as he rushed over like Yang Jie.

Yang Jie didn't expect Liu Wuhen to suddenly pounce on him. He was stunned and was held firmly by the other party. What made him speechless was that this guy's hands were still wandering on him.
Chapter completed!