Hong Xiuchuan's every move was under Xiao Feng's nose.
Naturally, he called this delivery boy. If you want to put some gold on your face, then I'll put some ashes on your face.
"Son of a bitch!"
Hong Xiuchuan gritted his teeth in hatred.
If you dare to challenge me, you little brat, I will kill you.
After dinner, Hong Xiuchuan invited everyone to play at the racing track.
"Caiying, you guys go play."
"Stay good company with Xiuchuan, and my old man won't be able to move."
Cheng Yunshan is so old that it is naturally impossible for him to go.
Cheng Wanqing and other second-generation children also did not participate, and in the end only the third-generation children of the Cheng family followed.
Cheng Caiying didn't want to go, but she couldn't resist the urging of others.
In the end, he had no choice but to agree. As a personal bodyguard, Xiao Feng naturally had to go with him.
On the outskirts of Fengcheng, there is a large racing club that is very famous throughout the north.
The club covers a large area, and there are several types of racing venues, and the track difficulty is divided into several levels.
"Hey, Master Cheng, you are here."
"Please come in quickly, everything has been arranged for you."
Seeing Cheng Minghai, a club employee rushed forward to greet him.
Cheng Minghai is not good at anything else, but he is good at eating, drinking and having fun. He is quite famous in the circle of young masters in Fengcheng.
After all, the Cheng family is a long-established wealthy family. Their children have learned various skills since they were young, including horse riding, racing, boxing, etc., and they are basically good at it.
"Has the car been inspected?"
Cheng Minghai asked.
"Don't worry, Master Cheng. Everything has been checked. Please take a look."
Soon, several modified racing cars were driven onto the track.
The engine of every car can make a huge roar, giving people an impulse to drive urgently.
"Very good, let's take it for tea."
Cheng Minghai looked satisfied and threw a few banknotes over.
"Oh, thank you, Master Cheng. Please play slowly. The track has been cleared for you."
After taking the money, the boy nodded and bowed, said hello and stepped aside.
"Xiuchuan, these are our own racing cars, you choose first."
Cheng Minghai took the initiative to show his kindness.
Unexpectedly, Hong Xiuchuan shook his head: "I have long been tired of playing with this kind of four-wheel racing car. I brought my own car here and pushed my car in."
He waved and saw two men pushing a heavy road racing motorcycle into the track.
This is a modified Kawasaki motorcycle, costing at least millions, and it looks like a beast.
"I'll go, you want to play with this?"
Cheng Minghai was a little surprised. Even though they were both racing cars, the risk factors were very different.
Hong Xiuchuan smiled slightly: "Yes, young people have to play something exciting. Isn't this challenging?"
"This man is made of iron and is very dangerous."
Cheng Jinna reminded.
"Danger is everywhere, it depends on whether you can control it."
Hong Xiuchuan was so cool that he directly raised his legs and got on the motorcycle.
He hit the accelerator, and the motorcycle roared like a beast, resounding throughout the track.
"Caiying, come up."
"Let me show you what speed and passion are."
Cheng Caiying smiled awkwardly and shook her head quickly: "No, I still want to live for two more years, you can play with it yourself."
"Hahaha...you were not so timid before."
"What? Are you scared?"
Hong Xiuchuan raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.
"What? I'm scared?"
"Are you kidding me? I just don't want to sit behind you."
Cheng Caiying sneered and immediately asked the club employees to roll out another motorcycle.
Without saying anything, she put on her motorcycle hat and got into the car.
"Good, with personality."
Hong Xiuchuan's eyes widened: "I really like you more and more, you are so angry with me."
"Really? It's a pity that I don't like you."
Cheng Caiying said bluntly: "Xiuchuan, don't waste your time on me. I already have a boyfriend."
While she spoke, her gentle eyes looked at Xiao Feng beside her.
"What? Is it him?"
Hong Xiuchuan said blankly: "Isn't he just a driver and bodyguard? What qualifications does he have to be your boyfriend?"
"Xiuchuan, haven't you understood yet?"
Cheng Caiying shook her head: "That's because of your special status. My mother didn't want to miss the opportunity to cooperate with your Hong family, so she said that on purpose."
"So that's it!"
Hong Xiuchuan laughed at himself: "What's so special about this brat? He's not worthy of you at all."
"No, you are wrong, I am not worthy of him."
Cheng Caiying is serious.
"ah?"
Hong Xiuchuan's eyelids twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "It seems that you were confused by him. This pretty boy is quite clever."
"Stop talking about this, let's have a game first."
Cheng Caiying buckled down the windshield, turned the accelerator to the bottom, and the motorcycle sped out like a wild horse.
"Depend on!"
Hong Xiuchuan cursed in a low voice and immediately chased after him.
Cheng Minghai, Cheng Jinna and others were also chasing behind in racing cars.
On the entire track, there were two motorcycles and four sports cars chasing each other, and waves of deafening sound echoed through the night sky.
Only Xiao Feng did not come on stage. He lit a cigarette and sat aside and watched quietly.
Hong Xiuchuan’s driving skills are indeed very good, and the performance of Kawasaki is far superior to Cheng Caiying’s motorcycle.
Although Cheng Caiying took the first step, he quickly caught up and was far ahead.
This kid is really desperate. Except for slowing down in corners, he is driving at lightning speed all the way.
The speed is at least 200 kilometers per hour, which is pretty good for an amateur driver.
After running for a few laps, Hong Xiuchuan braked suddenly and swung his car to a stop in front of Xiao Feng, almost hitting him.
I thought I could scare the other party, but Xiao Feng was extremely calm and didn't even move.
But in Hong Xiuchuan's opinion, he was too frightened to move.
He raised his hand and said provocatively: "Boy, do you dare to compete with me? Whoever wins can have Caiying."
"Hey! What do you think I am?"
At this time, Cheng Caiying also rushed over and happened to hear these words.
She took off her motorcycle hat and got out of the car quickly, saying with a cold face: "Hong Xiuchuan, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"
"you shut up!"
Hong Xiuchuan roared: "This is a contest between men. You, a woman, should stop interrupting."
Cheng Minghai and other Cheng family children also parked their cars one after another. They were all watching the show with cold eyes, and some took the opportunity to fan the flames.
"Caiying, if he doesn't even have this courage, how can he be my Cheng family's son-in-law?"
"That's it, wouldn't it be embarrassing if a grown man dared not go on the track?"
Cheng Caiying was so angry that her brain ached. These guys really didn't mind the fuss.
Xiao Feng flicked the cigarette butt away, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Okay, how do you compare?"
"It's very simple. How about we run two laps on the track to determine the winner?"
Hong Xiuchuan held his head high.
"Can!"
Xiao Feng stood up slowly and walked directly to Cheng Caiying's motorcycle.
"Feng, don't be impulsive."
Cheng Caiying whispered: "Hong Xiuchuan is considered a semi-professional driver in Tianjin. It is said that he has even won rankings. You can't be more serious with him."
"you do not believe me?"
Xiao Feng asked with a smile.
"Oh, it's not that I don't believe you, motorcycles are really too dangerous, I'm worried..."
"Don't worry, it's okay."
Xiao Feng patted her arm, raised his legs and got on the motorcycle.