The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

"Pick any one."

Lv Zhe casually pointed to the four top racing cars parked at the racing track, and said to Mu Sheng with a sneer, "Remember not to break it, the price of one tire of this car, you can't even afford it if you sell it."

Mu Sheng glanced at the racing car and shook his head.

"What do you mean, dare not open?" Lu Zhe became interested.

"It's not that I dare not drive, it's that your cars are all garbage." After a while, Mu Sheng said lightly.

What he said was not a lie. Although the four cars Lu Zhe pointed out to him seemed to be the top luxury cars in this racing field, there were more or less problems inside the cars. The engine leaked oil, and one tire was severely worn out. There was even a problem with the brakes of a racing car. They were just installed randomly. Even if a professional racer drives this kind of car, there is a risk of a crash.

Mu Sheng is naturally not afraid of a car crash, even if he faces the oncoming racing car, he will wave his hand to block it, but Shu Yike wants to sit in his co-pilot, so Mu Sheng doesn't want Shu Yike to take this risk.

Hearing this, Lu Zhe became angry immediately.

"Damn, what do you mean? Don't be ashamed, Mu Sheng, and say these cars of mine are garbage? Can you afford them?"

The rich second generation around them were also angry. Some of them had worse cars than those. Doesn't Mu Sheng's rubbish sentence mean scolding them all?Immediately yelled:
"Master Lu saw that you didn't have a car, so he kindly asked you to choose a racing car, but you still said his car was rubbish? What do you mean!"

"Hehe, if it wasn't for Shu Yike, we wouldn't have planned to take you with us at all. If you don't want to compete, just go away. Don't be disgusting here."

"Shu Yi, but you are really serious. Next time, no one can be brought in. If this kind of person is not even qualified to enter the race track in normal times, now we let him try the feeling of driving a race car. As a result, not only does he not Appreciate it, but also speak wild words!"

Everyone sneered at Mu Sheng for a while. They had disliked Mu Sheng for a long time, but now they found an opportunity, they naturally didn't show any favor to Mu Sheng.

Lu Zhe snorted coldly, and said to Shu Yike: "Shu Yike, you also saw that I lent the car to your friend out of good intentions, but your friend didn't appreciate it, so he didn't know how to drive a car at all, he was just bragging Bar?"

Shu Yike was taken aback for a moment, his face was a little ugly.

She originally wanted to watch Mu Sheng drag racing, but when Mu Sheng said this, it was a bit difficult for her to do it since passers-by didn't know that the car was malfunctioning, and her beloved car was directly called rubbish. No one can accept it.

She looked back at Mu Sheng, seeing him standing there alone, she couldn't help feeling distressed.

No matter how you say it, Mu Sheng was brought by her, and he is still the protagonist today, so even if Shu Yike thinks Mu Sheng has gone too far, she will stand by Mu Sheng's side.

Shu Yike walked up to Mu Sheng and said, "Mu Sheng, let's go back first."

Mu Sheng nodded, he didn't like the environment here either.

Just as he and Shu Yike were walking towards the gate of the racetrack, the figures of Lu Zhe and his group suddenly stopped in front of Mu Sheng, with a cold and angry voice:

"Mu Sheng, do you want to leave now?"

"Then what's the matter?" Mu Sheng raised his eyelids lightly.

"Damn!" Seeing Mu Sheng's attitude, Lu Zhe suddenly became angry, "I will call you Mu Sheng for your sake, do you really think of yourself as a character? Get the hell out, don't take Shu Yike with you." Go together!"

"You are shameless, don't you? You still want to take Shu Yike away, you are too disappointed!"

"Shu Yike, don't go with this kind of hanging silk, the smell of hanging silk on his body will be contagious." Some women even covered their noses, making a look of disgust.

Mu Sheng frowned, and he endured again and again because he didn't bother to care about them, and a group of second-rate aristocrats, he and they were originally people from two worlds. There won't be any intersections, but now his generosity seems to have become a symbol of his bullying?

If Shu Yike hadn't brought him here, saying that he wanted to celebrate him, he would have left long ago!
"Lu Zhe, what do you mean? I don't want to stay anymore, can't I?" Shu Yike said in front of Mu Sheng at this time.

In Shu Yike's eyes, she brought Mu Sheng here this time, so no matter what, she couldn't let Mu Sheng be bullied by them.

"Shu Yike, isn't this kind of person just to help you fight? You can just find a few migrant workers to do this kind of hard work. Is it necessary to do this to him?" Lu Zhe said indignantly.

"Yes, sister Yike, maybe he just wants to get your money!"

"Let him go, he is not from the same world as us at all."

"Hey, boy, don't you just want money? There is a hundred thousand in this bank card, get out now!" Another rich second generation walked up, threw a bank card on the ground, and said contemptuously.

Everyone around burst into laughter.

Shu Yike gritted his teeth angrily, pointed at the crowd and said, "You guys, don't go too far!"

"Musheng, let's go!"

After all, Shu Yike directly took Mu Sheng's hand and walked towards the door without looking back. She began to loathe Lv Zhe and the group in her heart. Why didn't she realize that this group of people was so vain and compared.

Mu Sheng glanced at Lu Zhe, and was about to leave with Shu Yike when he suddenly paused and looked in the direction of the gate of the racing track, knowing that trouble was coming.

At the gate of the racing track, a group of thugs in black suits walked over aggressively. The leader was a middle-aged man with gauze on his head, his eyes were red, and he was obviously very angry.

Lu Zhe hadn't noticed this group of people yet, seeing Mu Sheng stop, he couldn't help asking in a cold voice, "Are you still going?"

"Hahaha, do you regret picking up the bank card on the ground?"

"Hey, poor people are poor people. I haven't seen 10 yuan. I'll give you a chance. Kneel down to apologize and get out. I'll give you another [-] yuan!" Another rich second generation laughed brazenly, He took out another bank card from his pocket and threw it on the ground.

However, at this moment, a strong man with tattoos stopped in front of Lu Zhe and said respectfully:
"Boss Zhou, is this the kid?"

"Yes, that's him, let me smash his head off!" The bald middle-aged man with gauze wrapped his head pointed at Lu Zhe and cursed loudly.

When the tattooed man heard about it, he immediately raised the beer bottle on the table and smashed it down on Lu Zhe's head!

"Oh!"

The beer bottle burst on the spot, Lu Zhe wailed, and crouched on the ground with his head in his arms