The passenger plane flying to Yokohama slowly landed, and two men followed the crowd off the passenger plane.

"The competition has begun. Let's see who will find the home of Yamaguchi's agents first." Du Feng chuckled, then aimed at this strange city.

Huang Shang patted his shoulder, his eyes deep and meaningful, which was incomprehensible, but his face was filled with a smile.

"This is a brand new beginning. We have no time limit. If we can still meet, we must fight against the enemy in unison!" Huang Shang's expression was solemn. If two people could fight side by side, things would be much simpler. But letting them join forces may be more difficult than climbing to the Japanese ball!

No one wants to obey the other party, and it will be very difficult if there is a conflict.

Du Feng turned around and walked towards the completely unfamiliar street. He knew nothing about Japanese. The most urgent thing was to find a place where Chinese people gathered.

It is not difficult to find this place in Yokohama Chinese Street.

The electronic map guided Du Feng all the way forward. Due to the language barrier, he could not even take a taxi and could only walk. Fortunately, the distance was not too far, and he could get familiar with the environment after walking.

Du Feng has a good memory and can remember the places he has walked. Moreover, the electronic map shows Chinese. As long as you remember these place names, it will be much easier to walk back.

As we get closer and closer to China Street, a spacious road is surrounded by a large group of people, and it is simply crowded.

Du Feng was curious and didn't know what they were going to do on this avenue, so he walked over.

Standing behind the crowd and looking forward, Du Feng noticed that there were five sports cars arranged in sequence on the road, all of which were the world's top sports cars. Through the gray glass, you can clearly see that there were two people sitting in each car.

The drivers are all men, but in the passenger seat next to them are superb beauty with a glamorous appearance.

As for how best it is, it cannot be seen clearly through the gray glass. Du Feng has seen countless women, and he can guess a rough idea based on his blurred figure alone. Everyone is extraordinary.

Could it be that the rich second-generation car is driving a beautiful woman in a luxury car?

People around the sides of the road raised flags and shouted, "Good dad! Good dad! (Come on!)"

Du Feng was funny when he heard this group of people shouted, but they only made their voices hoarse, but they were still enthusiastic.

After taking a look in the crowd, most of the men had a well-proportioned figure, were not tall, and each of them had a good appearance, so they were really not good-looking.

The women are even shorter, and there are only a few of them who are over 1.6 meters tall.

Except for a few who have pretty good figures, the others are all elephant legs.

Du Feng thought to himself that there were countless beauties in those island blockbusters, but he didn't expect that the women in reality were all like this. It seems that they deliberately chose good-looking ones to shoot movies. The Japanese are smart and always show their good side in front of others, but they don't know that behind the good side is extremely garbage.

Everyone was in high spirits, and no one would notice Du Feng behind him.

With a gunshot, five sports cars left as fast as wild dogs. They were called wild dogs instead of wild horses because they were not worthy of the word wild horses.

This avenue is circular. After watching it for a long time, Du Feng finally realized that this road was designed specifically for racing, not a traffic road.

The crowds were filled with people, and everyone cheered for the side they supported. The scene was macro and lively.

Du Feng suddenly didn't want to leave so soon. He wanted to see the end of racing, which side would win, and what kind of benefits would be gained.

Round after circle, as if it was endless.

Du Feng lit a cigarette and took a silent breath, his deep eyes shining.

Until eight laps, the car that made a slight mistake begins to fall behind. If this kind of racing mistake is fatal. If the opponent is lucky, he can keep the error rate as much as possible, then it is difficult to catch up again. Moreover, it has reached the eighth lap. If it is a ten-lap system, the outcome will soon appear.

Finally, it was the tenth circle, and someone pulled up the cloth strip, which was indeed a tenth circle.

The first car collided with lightning, and then three cars drove one after another.

The champion vehicle was surrounded by flowers and surrounded by everyone. The car door opened. A handsome man walked out. The co-pilot's door opened and the woman who accompanied the car got out.

The man was shiny and shiny, about twenty years old, about 1.7 meters tall, and had a contemptuous smile on his face.

The woman has a figure, white and tender pink face, fine wavy curly hair, extraordinary temperament, and is about the same size as the man in high heels.

The two accepted everyone's celebration, and looked at the three cars behind them at the same time, with two arrogant eyes, which was the style of the champion king.

A minute later, the last sports car arrived.

The owner of the three sports car behind the champion car did not speak silently. After his glory, he drove into the curve one by one and disappeared into the distance of the road.

Only in the end did the car not leave, the sports car drove forward a few meters away and then stopped.

The driver's seat door opened and a man with a very bad expression walked out.

This person is also about 1.7 meters tall, with simple and decent clothes, moxidian hairstyle, and shiny diamond earrings on his ears.

He got out of the car, glaring at the winner with resentment in his heart.

His actions were seen by the champion car owner, and he smiled at him slightly, then raised his little finger and hummed a few words in his mouth in his contemptuous actions.

The guy burst out his lungs with anger, waved his fist hard, and muttered: "How can I practice it (haha)!"

A beautiful woman immediately emerged from the co-pilot. This woman is indeed very beautiful. The face of a Korean beauty, delicate and white skin, and a slender and straight body, especially the two pinballs on her chest, which are about to burst out under the cover of her tight clothes.

She should not be over twenty years old. After all, she looks very young and should be the same as Lin Xinyi. She is nearly 1.65 meters tall, with a slender seven-centimeter high heel sole, and her overall height is more than 1.72 meters. Her figure is just right. Her long black hair is draped down like a waterfall, and she looks a bit pure from the outside. She is light makeup, red lips and beautiful eyes, and her eyes are charming under her long warped eyelashes.

She walked over and pulled the angry man, couldn't hear anything she said, her voice was petite and sweet.

The man not only did not accept her persuasion, but instead shouted at her.

The girl covered her face and cried, feeling very aggrieved. She kindly advised him not to get angry, but instead caused a scolding. She was really aggrieved.

The man cursed a few times, opened the car door and sat back.

After waiting for a minute, the girl did not move at all.

The man became even more frustrated and shook the window and shouted at her again, looking at her, saying that it meant that she would get in the car as soon as possible.

The girl was unmoved, looking at him with resentful eyes, without moving a step.

If I was scolded by him, how could I listen to his instructions again?

The man snorted, pulled up the window, and the sports car quickly disappeared at the end of the track.

The champion car owner laughed loudly and hugged the woman beside him. Both of them looked at each other with strange smiles. Then the woman made a frivolous move to the girl who was neglected by her boyfriend, and then followed her boyfriend into the car.

The last car left the stadium.

The onlookers began to retreat. Since the game was over, they all had to go back to where they should go.

The poor girl was still standing there, and no one would come forward to ask. Although she was very beautiful, she was also the girlfriend of a young master. Who dared to mess with that young master? He left his girlfriend down. If others came forward to chat with him, he might be asking for trouble.

The crowd gradually dissipated, and only Du Feng did not leave.

Two thief-like eyes staring at the helpless girl. Looking at her pitiful look with tears in her face, Du Feng really wanted to go over and comfort her. But he didn't know Japanese and couldn't communicate.

"Nani, Mitruno! (What are you looking at!)" The girl had no good tone for this bad-looking man.

Du Feng waved his hand and demonstrated that he didn't understand.

The girl wiped her tears, stared at him, looked at him for a long time, raised her mouth and asked, "Are you Chinese?"

Du Feng was stunned, nodded and smiled, "Do you know Chinese?"

"Yes! I have a Chinese classmate who is my neighbor and she taught me!" The girl looked at him again. This guy was 1.8 meters tall and handsome.

After examining it, he said again: "You dare to come to Japan to do something without Japanese. How can you continue to do it?"

Du Feng smiled and asked back, "Didn't your boyfriend lose in racing? As for the anger he was so angry? I really don't know how to be merciful."

"You don't know, they value their grades more than life. Compared with racing grades, what is a girlfriend?" The girl said this and wiped her tears again.

Her Chinese is quite good, Du Feng nodded secretly and exclaimed.

"Where do you live? I'll give it to you!" Du Feng was willing to be a flower protector, and there was a beautiful woman in front of him. If she could get her, it would be the first big meal she had for him.

A good start is always fascinating.

The girl in front of me is delicate, the best among the best.

"No need! I don't know you either! I believe he will come back to pick me up in a few minutes." The girl shook her head, and just said a few words and wanted to send her home. The man's thoughts could tell.

"It's too difficult to meet a Chinese-speaking person in R-ben, and he is a local beauty in R-ben." Du Feng asked very gentlemanly.

"Why should I tell you?" the girl snorted, raised her eyes and looked into the distance, with an anxious look on her face.

"I bet with you that he won't come back to pick you up." Du Feng said in a sure tone.

"He would come back if he had conflicts before, and I believe he would come back to pick me up."

"How about making a bet?" Du Feng looked her in the eyes.

"What are you betting on?" The girl was full of confidence and was not afraid of him.

"If he doesn't come back to pick you up, you want to be my translator, on-call translator, how about it?"

"So what if he comes back to pick me up?" Since it's a bet, he must have his own conditions.

"If you win, I will teach him to race. If he is talented, it is easy to defeat that kid." Du Feng replied with a smile.

"Stop bragging, that person has always been among the top professional racers in the country. Are you also a racer?" The girl didn't believe him.

Du Feng smiled and replied, "I am the racing champion in our village."

"Village? You are so funny!" the girl covered her mouth and smiled.

"Not bad! It's enough for you to deal with these two tricks in China!"

"It's useless to say big things, and it's only good to show off your skills at that time." The girl was amused by his shameless words, and her sad expression gradually disappeared.

Du Feng coughed twice and continued, "If I become his master and let him defeat that kid, you must be my Japanese translator, what if?"
Chapter completed!