Chapter 234: 【234】Great master, are you still accepting disciples?”_1

The racing enthusiasts were utterly stunned.

How did it feel like just a few minutes after the race started, Tang Feng had already returned.

“Quick, check the time, how long did he take?”

“It seems… it was less than eight minutes.”

“Holy shit, the full course is fifteen kilometers and he finished it in just eight minutes? What does that even mean?”

“That means he averaged a speed of one hundred and ten kilometers per hour.”

“Damn, daring to drive so fast on mountain roads? Too freaking fierce.”

“He’s simply an idol…”

The group of racers couldn’t keep their cool anymore, all showing faces as if they’d seen a ghost.

If this were on a highway, a speed of one hundred and ten kilometers per hour wouldn’t be much to talk about.

But these were mountain roads, with many extremely terrifying curves.

The fact that Tang Feng could drive so fast was a bit unthinkable.

Tang Feng parked the car by the side of the road, opened the door, and, leaning on the car door, lit a cigarette.

This small gesture, in the eyes of the racers, was simply too cool for words.

“Great master, are you taking disciples? I want to worship you as my teacher.”

“Great master, what do you think of me? I can make tea, carry water, warm the bed—anything you ask.”

“Great master, please accept my knees…”

The group of racers crowded around Tang Feng, saying all sorts of sycophantic phrases.

Tang Feng kept smiling but remained silent.

Another seven or eight minutes passed before they saw Wang Yao driving back in the Audi R8.

“Seven rounds, four remaining.”

With bloodshot eyes, Wang Yao clenched his teeth and uttered those words before preparing to go back to the starting line.

Tang Feng dropped his cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with his shoe, and the smile on his face slowly faded. “Are you f***ing done yet? You think I’m giving you face, huh?”

He had given in time and time again, yet this guy seemed to become addicted.

Wang Yao suddenly froze; the previous two times, Tang Feng had agreed quite amiably to whatever was proposed, and he hadn’t expected such a strong response this time.

“I set the rules, if you’re not racing, you can roll out now.”

Because Tang Feng had conceded a few times before, it gave Wang Yao a false impression, as if Tang Feng was easy to bully.

So now, his tone was especially tough when he spoke these words.

Tang Feng was immediately amused and stood up, walked to the driver’s side, reached in to grab Wang Yao by the collar, and hauled him out before throwing him to the ground.

Before Wang Yao could react, a foot pressed down on his chest.

“Ah…”

Wang Yao let out a painful scream, looking at Tang Feng with eyes wide with fear, “What… what are you going to do?”

Tang Feng, towering above him, stared down and said, “I didn’t make a big deal out of your actions the last two times, you f***ing think I’m a fool? Is this fun for you?”

Wang Yao was too scared to speak.

It seemed like Tang Feng was easy to bully, but who could have anticipated this fierce and aggressive side?

At this point, the woman sitting in the passenger seat had even more of a lovestruck gaze when looking at Tang Feng.

Handsome, wealthy, skilled at driving, and now showing this violent streak, he was perfect boyfriend material!

At this moment, the other racers finally realized what was happening and rushed forward to pull Tang Feng away.

“Great master, calm down, Yaozi was just joking.”

“Wang Yao, you’ve lost, can’t you show a little backbone? Don’t make me despise you.”

“You kept going back on your word over and over, and the great master kept putting up with it—that was him being magnanimous. Do you really think he’s afraid of you?”

“Even I’m f***ing sick of watching this; hurry up and hand over the car…”

Everyone unanimously targeted Wang Yao.

“But… but I just bought that car two days ago, and I haven’t even gotten over the novelty yet,” Wang Yao said with a mournful expression, looking very aggrieved.

“Why’d you bet against someone then? Can’t you understand the principle of honoring your bets?”

“I… I didn’t expect to lose at the time!”

Wang Yao looked at Tang Feng with a pleading face, hoping that the other would let him off the hook.

But Tang Feng was unmoved, simply extending his hand, “The keys.”

Wang Yao clutched the car keys tightly, reluctant to hand them over.

As the standoff continued, suddenly a few sounds of revving engines grew louder from the distance.

Looking far into the distance, they saw several racing cars slowly approaching.

“Mr. Xi has arrived!”

Someone cried out in surprise at once.

When Wang Yao heard the name “Mr. Xi,” his mood instantly shifted to extreme joy, as if someone drowning had caught a lifeline.

“Mr. Xi…”

He scrambled towards the approaching racing cars.

“Screech…”

The lead car, a modified Volkswagen POLO, executed an emergency brake, leaving a long mark on the ground with its tires.

“Are you f***ing crazy?”

A man poked his head out of the car window and cursed at Wang Yao.

When Tang Feng saw this man, a strange smile appeared on his face.

He actually knew the guy. It was Xi Shijing, who had taken Zhou Bingrui to the Pig-butchering Scam the other day, and was also Xi Yongchang’s son.

Never had he expected to meet him here; the coincidence was truly bizarre.

“Mr. Xi, you’ve arrived just in time. Please help me out, or I’m going to lose my R8.”

Wang Yao hurriedly pressed himself against the window of the Volkswagen POLO, begging Xi Shijing for help.

“What happened?” Xi Shijing asked, glancing in Tang Feng’s direction, but he only saw the group of racers and didn’t notice Tang Feng.

“I was racing against someone, and it was agreed that the loser would give their car to the winner…”

Wang Yao explained the situation briefly.

Since there were so many people standing by, he did not dare to exaggerate his story.

Xi Shijing stepped out of the car and started scolding, “Don’t you ever think before you do something? You dared to agree to such a bet without even knowing the opponent’s strength? You’re such an idiot.”

Wang Yao, now needing favor, didn’t dare to retort. “Yes, yes, I was just too hot-headed and agreed to the bet. Mr. Xi, you have to help me out, I just bought that car two days ago.”

Xi Shijing patted his shoulder, “Don’t worry, anyone racing in Zhonghai has to give me some face. I’ll go talk to him, he wouldn’t dare not to give me face.”

Having said that, he turned and walked towards Tang Feng.

Tang Feng was currently leaning on the Audi R8, facing away from him, so he didn’t see Xi Shijing’s face clearly.

“Buddy, are you the one who won Yaozi’s car?”

“Yeah, is there a problem?”

Tang Feng slowly turned his head, his lips curled in a subtle smile.