I actually became a villain licking dog

Chapter 43 Hundred Mile Race!

Finally, under the stunned eyes of the audience, Ye Feng borrowed Wuling Hongguang.

What a van.

You race this thing?

Can this race?This can't be, it doesn't have this function, you know!

"Ye Feng, what do you mean, look down on me?"

Cui Ren's face turned black, it would be disgraceful for this damn to win.

"As long as you have good driving skills, you can run the same for anything."

Ye Feng was calm and confident, and asked Tang Siying beside him, "Do you mind the van?"

"do not mind……"

Tang Siying really didn't mind, it was just a little embarrassing.

"Okay, just don't humiliate yourself!"

Cui Ren got into his sports car angrily. The reason why he gave up ten kilometers was because of his excellent driving skills in addition to pretending.

But what does Ye Feng have?
Returning the van race, just want to be ashamed and conspicuous?
"The two evil pens are trying to die. Is labor and management sure to win?"

Zhu Hongle was in full bloom. He asked himself that his driving skills were not inferior to Cui Ren, and this guy let himself go ten kilometers away.

As for Ye Feng, let alone using a van, even if he flies a plane, he is sure to win!

Soon, the game started.

"Young Master Ye, are we okay?"

Sitting on the co-pilot of the van, Tang Siying was a little worried.

"no problem."

Ye Feng replied casually that he is currently looking for a system to exchange for car skills.

He had seen this skill before when he was visiting the system store.

"Ding, congratulations to the host who is proficient in exchanging cars, consumes 1000 counterattack points, remaining counterattack points: 500."

"Proficient in driving skills: the host will have the level of a top professional racing driver."

Not long after, Ye Feng integrated his skills, and now he has no problem racing with one hand, let alone beating these two rich second-generation amateurs.

"Fasten your seatbelt and drive right away."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator, and Wuling Hongguang rushed out.

"Young Master Zhu, I didn't expect you to look like... You are so easy-going, and your driving skills are so good, I really love you."

In Zhu Hong's car, the beautiful woman next to him kept flattering her.

Although Zhu Hong is a little fatter and a little ugly, but his family is rich, and there are ten apartments in the urban area.

"Sabbie."

Zhu Hong has always looked down on this kind of gold digger, what he wants is pure love.

All his attention now is on the car.

He has already run ten kilometers. Although he maintains the first place, he can't be careless. Cui Ren will start running soon.

As for Ye Feng, turning on the Wuling Red Light is completely for fun!
"Hey, Young Master Zhu, look behind!"

Suddenly, the beautiful woman beside Zhu Hong shouted loudly.

"What?"

Zhu Hong was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously looked in the rearview mirror, and was so frightened that he drove the car aside.

"Is Ye Feng crazy?"

Zhu Hong stopped the car and looked at Ye Feng who was riding Juechen.

The fastest speed of Wuling Hongguang is 250 kilometers per hour, and this guy has at least reached 220 kilometers per hour.

The whole car body was shaking, and it almost hit it just now.

It's really scary!

"Yuck~"

In the van, Tang Siying retched with the oiled paper bag so hard that she almost vomited her stomach out.

"Young Master Ye, you're driving too fast, I'm so dizzy."

"It's a good thing I'm wearing a safety mask, otherwise, I'd be in trouble."

"No, the seat belt is on!"

Tang Siying's head was in a daze, and now she regretted getting in Ye Feng's car.

To be precise, it was this van.

How can this happen to a sports car.

But Ye Feng, who was in the driving position, had nothing to do at all, and maintained a speed of 220km/h all the way, even with ease.

Brother, didn't you notice that this car is wobbly?
I'm afraid that if you are not careful, the car will fall into the Yangtze River.

However, Tang Siying was also a little more curious about Ye Feng. This top rich second generation in Jinling seemed to be completely different from what she thought.

"Zhu Hong, what the hell are you doing, driving so slowly, you still claim to be no less than a professional player?"

"I can hang you with one hand."

Cui Ren chased after him and raised his middle finger at Zhu Hong.

"What are you crazy about here? If you have the ability, go after Ye Feng."

Zhu Hong shot back, Ye Feng's reckless way of driving just now scared him silly.

The ones with "Feng" in their names are indeed lunatics!
"Hehe, the van overtook you."

"You're too good at it."

Cui Ren was amused, no matter how fast the van drove, how fast could it be?
Isn't it a matter of minutes to surpass him?
So, Cui Ren speeded up and chased after him.

However, he insisted on not seeing Ye Feng's car.

"Made, did this guy fall into the Yangtze River?"

Cui Ren couldn't help but guess.

"Young Master Cui, look ahead."

The beautiful woman beside her pointed to the intersection ahead, Ye Feng's van was parked there.

"Ye Feng, what are you doing here?"

Cui Ren stopped and asked curiously.

"Wait for you."

"wait for me?"

Cui Ren was a little puzzled.

"Hey, hey, the hundred-mile race, I've already reached the finish line."

Ye Feng reminded.

"What???"

Cui Ren was shocked, and then suddenly came to his senses, and asked in surprise, "It's only been half an hour, how many yards did you drive?"

"220 per hour."

Ye Feng said lightly.

"Are you kidding, this broken van can run 220?"

Cui Ren's scalp was numb. One must know that his sports car was only running at 180 per hour.

This is the fastest speed I can control, and there are many detours at this high speed.

Why don't you, Ye Feng, fall into the river!
Afterwards, Cui Ren saw that Tang Siying was crouching beside her and retching, she must have been fainted by Ye Feng.

"Okay, you're awesome."

Finally, Cui Ren had to admit.

"Okay, let's make money."

Ye Feng smiled and stretched out his hand.

Cui Ren: "..."

Although Cui Ren lost to Ye Feng who drove the van, he still transferred 1000 million to Ye Feng.

With so many people watching, he still wanted to save face.

After a while, Zhu Hong also came.

Ye Feng continued to ask him for money.

As a result, a total of 2000 million was obtained.

"Young Master Zhu, have you forgotten something?"

Ye Feng reminded him.

"What?"

Zhu Hong was very upset, and replied very bluntly.

"Kneel on the ground and call Dad, you said it yourself, many people are listening."

Ye Feng said.

Zhu Hong: "..."

He said this, but who would have thought that Ye Feng's driving skills were so flamboyant.

"Young Master Zhu, if you refuse to call, I will spread the word about you."

"This is the father you recognize yourself!"

Cui Ren lost the sports car and lost another 1000 million, so he took Zhu Hong directly to vent his anger.

"you!"

Zhu Hong was so angry that his liver hurt. This was shameful, and he was despised if he didn't. He would be laughed at no matter what.

He thought about it for a while, and felt that it was better to let the matter rest. He walked up and said, "Young Master Ye, I can call, but you have to promise not to spread this matter."

"I promise."

Ye Feng nodded. He saw Cui Ren next to him, taking out his mobile phone.

"dad."

"I didn't hear it, don't you know that our elderly have bad ears?"

"you……"

Zhu Hong was very angry, but he still clenched his teeth and shouted again: "Father!"

"You haven't knelt down yet."

Ye Feng reminded again.

In Zhu Hong's heart, tens of thousands of horses ran wildly, thinking that Ye Feng, you are playing with me.

But then, he knelt down suddenly, and shouted angrily and humblely: "Dad!!!"

"Okay, the filming is complete."

Cui Ren next to him shouted excitedly, as if he was Zhu Hong's father.

(End of this chapter)