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At the same time, Lu Shiyao in the car also had a gloomy face, his dark eyes became even darker, the lines on his face were tense, and his face was filled with a murderous look.

He held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, feeling the impact force from both sides. The accelerator under his feet was almost pressed to the bottom, but the cars on both sides were still chasing closely, and sparks splashed everywhere with the harsh sound of the collision.

Lu Shiyao pushed his cheeks, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. Just when the car on the right was about to hit him again, he suddenly stepped on the brakes.

With a sound of "Py--", the sudden sound of brakes resounded throughout the arena, and his whole body slammed into the steering wheel due to inertia.

At the same time, Lu Shiyao's sudden braking prevented the two cars on the left and right from reacting at all, and they were still speeding forward. The racing car on the right couldn't stop the rapid impact, and its body rubbed against the front of Shiyao's car when it landed, and slammed into the car. The car on the left.

With a loud "bang", the two racing cars on the left and right slammed into each other, the car stopped, and white smoke rose from the front of the car, and the temporary ambulance personnel rushed forward quickly.

This thrilling scene made the onlookers outside the arena exclaim, but there were also some young people who found it exciting and excitedly whistled.

Damn, it's so exciting!

Just when everyone thought that Lu Shiyao had also died down, in the blink of an eye, at the moment when the two cars collided, Lu Shiyao's car started up again, and rushed out with a bang, chasing the front Surpassed several opponents with bodywork.

"Damn, this brat is still so powerful!"

Lin Shaokun's frowning brows finally relaxed, and he smiled and cursed in relief.

And Ye Lan, who was next to her, finally breathed a sigh of relief from her tightly gripped heart, and only after she relaxed did she suddenly feel the tingling pain from her lips and palm.

But she had no time to worry about it, and her whole heart fell on the field again, her pupils dilated, and she stared unblinkingly at the red car body that Lu Shiyao was chasing fast.

The speed of the car was getting faster and faster, and it seemed that only a red afterimage could be seen in the distance.

Three bodies...two bodies...one body...half a body...

Ah... catch up! !

Won! ! !

In an instant, the audience burst into cheers.

Ye Lan breathed a sigh of relief when she mentioned her throat, and she almost fell limp on the ground. Fortunately, Lin Shaokun who was beside her helped her in time, so that she would not lose her composure.

"Thank you."

She gave a weak smile.

Lin Shaokun withdrew his hand and joked with a smile: "How about it, can you still go? Can I help you there?"

Ye Lan smiled awkwardly and refused.

At the end of the race, at the finish line, seven or eight racers got out of the car one after another, and the two racers who pinched Lu Shiyao were also helped out of the car.

It was the former Young Master Chen and another son from a rich family surnamed Zhao.

When Ye Lan and Lin Shaokun arrived, Lu Shiyao had already got out of the car and was striding towards the two people who were being helped towards the rest area.

His complexion was stern, his deep eyes contained a gloomy look before a storm, his lips were tightly pressed, and his lazy breath had completely subsided, replaced by bone-eating coldness and sternness.

The tall figure was with the light behind it, like a wolf lurking in the darkness, approaching its prey step by step.

The fast, ruthless, and accurate fists did not give the two of them a chance to fight back, and fell on them like dense raindrops.

The people around screamed and dispersed quickly, and even the attendants of the two didn't dare to go forward to stop them for a while.

When Ye Lan and Lin Shaokun saw him walking towards those two people, they felt something was wrong.

Lin Shaokun's face changed even more, and he rushed over directly, but it was still a step too late. Chen Shao and Zhao Shao curled up and fell to the ground, covering their heads with their hands, howling in pain, powerless to parry.

When Ye Lan followed closely behind, she saw Lin Shaokun eagerly and loudly persuading Lu Shiyao, "Ah Yao, don't hit, otherwise there will be trouble."

Lu Shiyao's eyes turned red all of a sudden, he couldn't hear it, he bent on one knee, grabbed the hair of Young Master Chen whose face was covered with blood, and punched him on the head with one punch after another...

That madness...

Ye Lan was terrified, her heart contracted strongly, and she wanted to get close to him, but she was worried about the child in her stomach, so she could only shout in a panic and anxiously from the side: "Lu Shiyao, don't hit, stop! Don't fight anymore!" beated."

Hearing Ye Lan's panicked shouts, Lu Shiyao came back to his senses a little bit, and the movements of his men also slowed down.

Seeing this, Lin Shaokun immediately rushed forward, strangled his upper body from behind him, and growled: "Stop beating, your wife is watching, if you beat him again, something will happen."

Lu Shiyao's arm was trapped, and his subconscious effort to break free was loosened. He took a deep breath to ease his slightly shortness of breath, and his violently heaving chest gradually calmed down.

The low voice said hoarsely: "Let go."

Hearing this, Lin Shaokun finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still a little worried, and said cautiously: "I let you go, don't fight anymore!"

Lu Shiyao remained silent, lowered his eyelashes, and stared at the two lying on the ground moaning in pain. After a while, he touched Lin Shaokun back with his shoulder, signaling him to let go.

While slowly letting go, Lin Shaokun yelled at the little follower who was still standing beside him, who was obviously frightened and stupid: "Hurry up and carry him away, and he|mother is still standing!"

Only then did the little followers come to their senses, and hurriedly lifted the two of them to the hospital.

For a while, the crowd dispersed a lot.

Only the three of Lu Shiyao were left, and a few rich sons who competed with them.

After Lin Shaokun let go of Lu Shiyao, he walked towards several other friends. They gathered together, talking emotionally and not knowing what to say.

Ye Lan withdrew her gaze, and slowly took two steps forward to approach Lu Shiyao, her eyes scanned him worriedly: "Are you okay?"

The prolonged tension made her voice hoarse.

Seeing her frowning, the clear pupils seemed to have a flash of water, and the bloodthirsty impulse left in Lu Shiyao's heart completely dissipated.

He held Ye Lan's hand, gently hugged her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her soft hair, and pressed his thin lips against her hair and said softly, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Feeling the warm breath emanating from his body, Ye Lan's heart fell completely. She stretched her arms around his thin and strong waist tightly, blinked her eyelashes lightly, and the moisture in the corner of her eyes condensed into a teardrop and slid down her cheek.

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When Ye Lan was hugged and left by Lu Shiyao, Lin Shaokun was still talking to those rich kids, she only vaguely heard one of them growling angrily: "Young Master Kun, this kid is too cruel, you see, beat Young Master Chen and the others to death." What's up..."