Don't mess with farmers

"On time?" Liu Shengxiong raised his voice, pointed to his watch and said, "Look at what time it is, it's noon."

"Understood, Dad, I'm going to work right now." Liu Jiawen nodded repeatedly holding his clothes, spared the sofa and walked out the door with a smile.

"Little bastard, you know how to smile with me..."

When Liu Jiawen went out, he could still hear his father's faint roar of anger. He probably had another quarrel with Liu's mother.

"Old Six, go quickly."

Liu Jiawen waved to the sixth child, signaling him to start the car immediately.

The old six understood, rolled down the window and asked, "Third Young Master, where are we going?"

"Let me think about it..." Liu Jiawen scratched his head after getting in the car, thought for a moment and replied, "Let's go to the company first."

Lao Liu was taken aback, and said while driving, "Didn't you ask Young Master Qiu?"

"Really? Did I ask him out?" Liu Jiawen leaned back comfortably, his face full of doubts.

"That's right." Lao Liu nodded, "You and Young Master Qiu don't..."

Liu Jiawen suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, I remembered, racing on Fengtian Avenue, right, I really forgot if you didn't tell me."

"Third Young Master, shall we go back to the company?" Lao Liu slowed down the gas pedal and turned his head to confirm with him.

While talking, Qiu Ke's phone swayed over. Liu Jiawen stared at the phone call and answered it without hesitation. The other party's voice came quickly: "Jiawen, where are you? Hurry up, we all I've been running for several laps, waiting for you."

Liu Jiawen was lazy and not very interested, "Who are you with?"

"Who else is there? We usually play together." Qiu Ke paused, then said in a low voice: "Who is that, Lin Muchen is also here, if you bother him, we will..."

"Lin Muchen?" Liu Jiawen sat up abruptly, "The son of a bitch is here?"

"Uh... Jiawen, if you don't want to see him, let's change places."

"Fart! I'm going to make room for him? Qiu Ke, you watch out for me. Don't let that son of a bitch run away. I'll be there later. I'm going to settle accounts with him." After picking up the phone, he turned around and ordered, "Hurry up, go to Fengtian immediately, Lin Muchen is a bastard, my young master is going to take off his leg today."

"Okay, third young master." Lao Liu nodded in response, kicked the accelerator and flew straight out.

Under Liu Jiawen's urging, Lao Liu drove fast and steadily, and arrived at Fengtian Club in a short while.

Fengtian is a gathering place for young masters in City A. There is everything to eat, drink and have fun here. Most of the rich young masters come for the Fengtian track. In City A, the Fengtian track is considered the most standard racing track.

Liu Jiawen led the sixth son through various crowds, and soon found Qiu Ke. Without further ado, he went up and grabbed his collar and asked, "Where's Lin Muchen? I want to find him."

Qiu Ke was taken aback by him, then blinked and said, "Jiawen, you're so fast."

"Stop talking nonsense, where are the others?" Liu Jiawen was a little impatient, let go of his clothes, looked around, and didn't see too many acquaintances.

"Jiawen, did he provoke you again?" Qiu Ke raised his eyebrows and put his arms around his shoulders, "Don't you really hate him? Why did you..."

"Lin Muchen!"

Before Qiu Ke finished speaking, he was pushed away by Liu Jiawen, and he rushed towards Lin Muchen who had just entered the door.

"Jiajia?" Lin Muchen's eyes lit up immediately when he saw him, showing his admiration unabashedly.

"Fuck!" Liu Jiawen kicked him in the stomach as soon as he came up, without showing any mercy.

"Hmm..." Lin Muchen lost his footing and knelt on the ground while clutching his stomach.

"Lin Muchen, did my mother ever tell me that you don't meddle in my affairs?"

Thinking of Xiao Yi's injuries, Liu Jiawen was so angry that he went up and kicked him on the shoulder, kicking him one meter away.

"Third Young Master, if you have something to say, speak up." The young master who came in with Lin Muchen recognized Liu Jiawen at a glance, and hurried forward to stop him. He couldn't offend either the Lin family or the Liu family.

"Who the hell are you?" Liu Jiawen violently pushed the person away, pointed at his nose and began to curse: "Get the fuck out of here, this is between me and him, it has nothing to do with you."

"Jiajia." Lin Muchen rubbed his shoulders and stood up, instead of being angry, he smiled and said, "What's wrong with me? I should die to understand, right?"

Liu Jiawen sneered, stepped forward and grabbed his collar, and said harshly: "Lin Muchen, you touched someone you shouldn't, and I will never let you go."

Lin Muchen smiled slightly, moved his face closer to him and sniffed, and asked in a low voice, "Jiajia, you smell so good, what brand of shower gel do you use?"

"Fuck you." Liu Jiawen pushed the person away, "Lin Muchen, come on, let's go heads-up today, whoever loses will kneel down and call grandpa."

Lin Muchen narrowed his eyes slightly. Of course he knew what Liu Jiawen meant by heads-up. It wasn't like children fighting, but according to the rules here, the track races five laps quickly, and whoever wins is the boss.

"Jiajia, you're in a hurry with me, isn't it because of that poor boy?" Lin Muchen frowned slightly, a little unhappy.

"Lin Muchen, where are you talking so much nonsense? I'll see you at the changing game." Liu Jiawen was full of contempt, turned and walked out first.

Seeing this, Lao Liu and Qiu Ke hurriedly followed behind. When they came out, Qiu Ke grabbed Liu Jiawen's arm and asked suspiciously, "Jiawen, who is the poor boy?"

"You guys wait here, I'll go change first." Liu Jiawen didn't reply, but went into the changing room after confessing.

"The sixth child." Qiu Ke turned to ask the sixth child, "Who has Jiawen been closer to recently?"

"Follow you, Young Master Qiu." Lao Liu replied without thinking.

Qiu Ke rolled his eyes, "It's not nonsense, I mean, besides me, why do I always feel that something is wrong with Jiawen recently? When I asked him out to play a few nights ago, he just pushed and shoved, By the way, last week I accompanied him to the 4S store, no credit but also hard work, right? Who would want to leave me and run away in a blink of an eye."

"Young Master Qiu, I also feel that the third young master is not normal recently. He always disappears for no reason, and then reappears suddenly, mysteriously, I don't know what he is up to..."

"Hey, Jiawen can't be messing with someone." Qiu Ke glanced at the changing room, then pulled Lao Liu and asked in a low voice: "Did the third young master get very close to any little boy recently? Did you notice that?" ?”

The sixth child rolled his eyes and shook his head: "The third young master has been surprisingly quiet these days, and there are no young boys who are good friends, but some time ago, there was a man who offended the third young master, and the third young master did not punish him, but in the past few days It stopped again."

"A while ago..." Qiu Ke touched his chin and thought, "I'm so curious, I must ask to understand."

When Liu Jiawen came out, he saw two people leaning together and whispering, and immediately stepped forward and asked, "You two, what are you whispering about?"

"Third...Third young master, you're done changing." The sixth child was startled, and took a step back guiltily.

"Jiawen, you're handsome." Qiu Ke looked at his friend and admired him from the bottom of his heart.

Liu Jiawen's appearance is extraordinary in appearance, and when paired with a handsome racing suit, it is a match made in heaven, no wonder Lin Muchen kneels and licks.

"What's the point? Come on, follow me to meet that bastard." Liu Jiawen waved his hand and walked towards the track with a little anger.

Fengtian Circuit, the most advanced and powerful circuit in City A, with a top speed of [-] per hour. Many people have had fun and lost their souls here. Many people have been injured. Many professional racers have lost their lives because of this track. live.

Lin Muchen also changed his clothes, a white racing suit that matched Liu Jiawen's black suit, he put on sunglasses, raised his chin at Liu Jiawen, with a bright smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Stupid..." Liu Jiawen turned his head and muttered, feeling extremely upset, he wanted to teach Lin Muchen a lesson no matter what he said today.

Lao Liu drove a Lamborghini Ar that was picked up at the airport a few days ago and parked at Liu Jiawen's feet. The original color of this car was white, but on the day he brought it back, Liu Jiawen changed it to red, and it was very flamboyant. The bottom skirt is sprayed gold.

Today was Ar's first time on the track, because it was a private race between Master Liu San and Master Lin, the whole field was sealed off, and the road seemed wider.

Before Liu Jiawen got into the car, Qiu Ke whispered something in his ear, telling him not to act impulsively, safety is the most important thing, Liu Jiawen was too lazy to think too much, and was so full of attention to avenge Xiao Yi, that Lin Muchen would definitely kneel down in public and call him Grandpa.

The racing girl was a beautiful woman with long legs and big eyes. She first walked up to Liu Jiawen's car and blew a kiss, and then shook her butt in Lin Muchen's direction. This unrestrained movement caused the audience to cheer and whistle.

"Are you ready?"

Miss Racing walked in front of the two high-end sports cars, stood in the middle and raised a small red flag in one hand. Three seconds later, the small flag came down: "Go!"

The sound of the sports car was deafening, Liu Jiawen's adrenaline soared, and he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the two sports cars passed against the wind at the same time.

Suddenly, Liu Jiawen's eyes were blurred, and his stomach felt empty for a while. Then he remembered that he had drank a bowl of chicken soup since morning to calm his mind. He squinted his eyes and vaguely saw the shadow of a car in front of him. Damn it, it's okay ?

Accelerated, swung the steering wheel, and made a beautiful drift when turning, directly leaving Lin Muchen's black Porsche trot behind.

Liu Jiawen's eyes brightened in an instant, and his lips curled up unconsciously, daring to fight him, his third young master had never lost on this track.

After three laps, the voice of Lao Liu who helped out was hoarse. On the fourth lap, Liu Jiawen made another steady drift. The beautiful driving skills caused the audience to applaud. Ke shouted: "Third young master, come on, come on!"

"Fuck, don't drag me." Qiu Ke hurriedly slapped his hand away and complained: "Liu Liu, can you keep your voice down, it hurts my eardrums."

On the last lap, Liu Jiawen put all his energy into it, slammed the steering wheel, and kicked the accelerator to the end, without giving the car behind him a chance.

Seeing that the victory was in sight, Lin Muchen suddenly had a moth at this moment. When he turned the steering wheel, he didn't know whether it was a drift error or intentional, and he directly hit the barrier guardrail on the side of the track.

With a "bang", the audience was in an uproar, and several young masters who came with Lin Muchen rushed over.

Liu Jiawen's car slowed down and just stopped at the red warning line at the starting point.

Lao Liu and Qiu Ke also rushed over, dragged him out of the car, looked left and right and asked with concern: "Jiawen, are you okay?"

Liu Jiawen shook his head in a daze, probably due to the lack of dripping water, he relaxed and became dizzy, pushed Qiu Ke who was standing in front of him, and replied, "I'm fine, my young master won."

At this time, Lin Muchen was helped out of the car. On the surface, he was not injured. The airbag in the car had popped out. He took off his helmet, completely ignoring the people around him and the damaged sports car, and ran straight to Liu. Jiawen walked over, smiled generously and said, "Jiajia, you won."

Liu Jiawen sneered, looked at the crowd, and said with a sneer, "Why don't you kneel down quickly?"

Lin Muchen looked left and right, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually widened, without hesitation for a moment, he really knelt down in front of everyone, holding the helmet in one hand, raising the other, looking at the person standing opposite The man said: "Jiajia, stay with me."

"!!!"

The audience was stunned, including Lao Liu and Qiu Ke who were standing beside Liu Jiawen, and countless grass-mud horses galloped past in an instant.

"I.fuck.your mother!"

Liu Jiawen's face darkened, he clenched the helmet tightly in his hand, took two steps forward and slapped him on the forehead, with such force that the helmet made a "squeak" sound.

Immediately, Lin Muchen felt a heat on his forehead, and a stream of heat flowed from his scalp to his eyelids. When he licked the corner of his mouth, he felt so salty that it was bitter, and he lost consciousness when his eyes darkened.

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