Chapter 232: 【232】Aren't you bullying an honest person?_1

“What’s the condition?”

The man’s spirits lifted when Tang Feng agreed.

Pointing at the man’s brand-new Audi R8, Tang Feng said, “If you lose, you’ll compensate me with this car.”

The man became anxious, “Are you kidding me? I just picked up this car yesterday, it cost over 2.5 million in full payment.”

What an idiot.

Tang Feng sneered in his heart, “If you want to race with me, those are the terms. If you can’t afford to lose, then I’m not interested.”

He was about to drive away.

“Wait a second, what if I win?” The man hurriedly stopped him as he saw him leaving.

“If you win, this Ferrari of mine is all yours.”

“It’s a deal.”

The man was afraid he’d back out and agreed immediately.

That Ferrari F8 was much more expensive than his R8, probably worth two of the Audis.

And he had a lot of confidence in his own driving skills, as he would often race others in underground car racing events, surely among the top amateurs.

No matter how you looked at it, he had the situation in the bag.

Thinking this, he couldn’t help but look proudly at his girlfriend in the passenger seat, “Didn’t you say that car was really cool? I’ll win it for you in a bit and give it to you as a gift.”

The woman couldn’t help but purse her lips, “Let’s wait until you’ve won.”

…

Less than ten kilometers from the western suburbs was a mountainous area.

Due to the dangerous roads and sparse traffic, it was akin to paradise for street racers.

Especially at night, all of Zhonghai’s street racers would gather there.

Even though it was daytime now, there were still a few street racers in twos and threes.

Following the man with grey hair, Tang Feng immediately attracted quite a few stares.

It was mainly because his Ferrari was such an eye-catcher that staying low-key was difficult.

“How about that? Isn’t my car great?”

The grey-haired man stepped out of the car and, pointing at Tang Feng’s Ferrari F8, boasted to a few street racers.

“Your car? Yaozi, didn’t you just buy an R8? How did you end up with a Ferrari, too?”

A street racer who evidently knew him couldn’t help asking curiously.

The grey-haired man explained proudly, “I made a bet with this kid. If he wins, I’ll give him my R8. But if I win, his Ferrari is mine.”

After hearing his explanation, everyone curiously sized up Tang Feng.

“This guy looks new, I don’t think we’ve seen him before, must be his first time here, right?”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, he’s challenging Wang Yao on his first visit? He’s got guts.”

“Wang Yao’s skills are not to be underestimated, he once set a record of 12 consecutive wins.”

“Yaozi, aren’t you bullying an honest man here? It seems a bit unscrupulous.”

Wang Yao chuckled, “Hey, I’m not bullying him. He’s the one who proposed the bet. What could I do?”

“Then if you win, you’ve got to treat us to a big meal to celebrate,”

“Just one meal? That Ferrari F8 must be worth over five million, huh? You’re making a killing.”

“Yaozi, where did you find such a greenhorn? How come we never come across one?”

“Right? I also want to win a Ferrari, hehe…”

Everyone teased without restraint, completely disregarding Tang Feng’s feelings.

“Are you going to race or not?” Tang Feng saw Wang Yao chatting and shooting the breeze with those racers, his patience wearing thin.

Wang Yao looked at him with a smile, “What’s the rush? It’s your first time here; why don’t you go for a lap first? So, you can’t make excuses later.”

Tang Feng pulled the Ferrari up to the start line, then lit another cigarette, “Just make sure you don’t make excuses when it’s time. I have other business, so let’s start.”

Wang Yao could only nod, “Alright, let’s begin now.”

After speaking, he chatted a bit more with the racers before getting into his car.

“Roar…”

The two cars lined up at the starting line, their engines roaring like wild beasts.

“Three, two, one, go!”

With the shout from a street racer, both cars shot off like arrows released from their bows.

Not more than a hundred meters from the start, they entered the mountain road.

Wang Yao, relying on his familiarity with the terrain, took the lead and entered the mountain road first.

Tang Feng wasn’t in a hurry, still driving one-handed, following behind.

Soon, the first curve appeared ahead.

The difficulty of this curve wasn’t too high.

Wang Yao’s skills were good, and he smoothly passed the first curve.

Although Tang Feng was proficient in driving, it was still his first time on this track, so he didn’t dare to go too fast.

But after taking several curves in a row and gradually getting a feel for them, his speed began to climb bit by bit.

At this point, Wang Yao’s Audi R8 had already pulled ahead by about ten meters.

“How about that? I told you that kid’s just a pretty pillow with no use.”

Wang Yao glanced in the rearview mirror and, seeing Tang Feng still ten meters away, looked proudly at his girlfriend in the passenger seat.

The woman glanced dismally at the rearview mirror, “And here I thought he was something special. Turns out he can’t even beat you.”

Wang Yao glared at her dissatisfied, “What kind of talk is that? My driving skills are amazing, alright?”

Seeing him so pleased with himself, the woman couldn’t help but pour cold water on his enthusiasm, “Don’t get too excited too soon. We haven’t reached the finish line yet. How do you know he won’t catch up?”

Wang Yao scoffed with disdain, “After one more curve, we’ll be at the finish line, and he’ll have no chance. That Ferrari, it’s as good as mine.”

Just as he was joking around, the last curve was already in his sight.

This was the final curve of the track, and once past it, he could race straight to the finish line.

Excitement bubbled up within him at the thought of that flashy Ferrari F8 soon becoming his own.

However, just when he thought he had the victory in the bag, an unexpected twist occurred.

The Ferrari, which had been left far behind, appeared beside him like a ghost.

Running alongside him.

Wang Yao’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“Damn, am I seeing things?”