On the day of the race.

Han Sanqian came to the arena, and Shuyang and his gang were still busy making final adjustments to the car.

For Shuyang, his nervousness today is comparable to his previous debut fight, after all, he has not participated in an official competition for several years, and he is also far away from this circle, and now he has a chance to make a comeback, he doesn't want to be a joke on the track, and he doesn't want to disappoint Han Sanqian.

"How do you feel?" Han Sanqian asked Shuyang.

Shuyang was obviously a little too nervous, and sweat kept coming out of his forehead.

"Brother Han, don't worry, I will do my best. Shuyang said.

"The results don't matter, and the time you have to come back is too short, so you don't have to put too much pressure on yourself, just run the finish safely. Han Sanqian patted Shuyang on the shoulder.

Shuyang suddenly felt a lot of pressure on his body, most people raise drivers, are hoping that drivers can earn face for themselves, Shuyang, who once lived in this circle, knows very well what the results mean, and even the most cruel thing he has ever seen is that there is a driver who was broken on the track because he lost the race.

But Han Sanqian doesn't seem to care about this.

"Brother Han, as long as I am given enough time, I will definitely enter the real league. Shuyang said that this kind of thinking is shared by all the rich second generations in this arena, and only when they enter the league will they gain face and be recognized by their families.

It can be said that this is the ultimate goal of every team's rich second generation.

But Han Sanqian is an exception, the league is meaningless to him, he just takes this opportunity to pull up a group of hatred and opponents, there are legitimate reasons to deal with these people, and then establish his own power in the United States.

It's just that Shuyang doesn't know this, what he can work for is to prove himself on the track.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Han Sanqian said lightly.

There was a constant influx of spectators in the arena, and soon the stands were crowded with people, and there were many fans pulling banners.

Racing events, in addition to the car can attract people's attention, there are also those tall racing girls, who can also feast people's eyes, a pair of long legs have become the most eye-catching scenery next to the track, but it is a pity that their charm can not enter the eyes of Han Sanqian.

After the start of the race, the roar of the engine was heard on the track, for men, this is probably the most beautiful sound in the world except for women, no man can remain calm in the face of this kind of sound, even Han Sanqian, can't help but stand up.

The low roar, the roar of the breaking wind, the lightning and thunder galloping on the track, the charm of the car is vividly reflected in this moment.

"It seems that it is very difficult for Shuyang to get the top three rankings. Qi Yiyun said to Han Sanqian, after leaving the track for too long, Shuyang was obviously not suitable for this kind of competition, but at the beginning, he was already behind others.

"There is no last place, it is enough, he cannot be measured by the previous standards. Han Sanqian said.

"You're generous, you spent so much money that you can't even rank in the rankings. Qi Yiyun said with a pout.

Han Sanqian laughed and said, "Although the money is spent, it is not my own, so I don't feel distressed." ”

"Nangong Boling is really unlucky to have a person like you. Qi Yiyun rolled her eyes and said.

"The more I spend, the happier he became, which is not something you can understand as a woman. Han Sanqian said.

"What's wrong with the woman. Qi Yiyun held her head high and said: "Now women can hold up half the sky, don't look down on women." ”

Han Sanqian's gaze moved down unconsciously, and after a glance, he quickly moved away, nodded and said, "I don't look down on women, I just look down on you." ”

Qi Yiyun gritted her teeth with hatred.

At this time, Shuyang's car pit stop, which means that the race is over.

Shuyang, who didn't even squeeze into the top five, drooped his shoulders after getting out of the car, looking very lost.

"Brother Han, I'm sorry. Walking in front of Han Sanqian, Shuyang buried his head and said, although he had expected the results, he didn't expect it to be so bad, and in the process of the game, he made a lot of mistakes that he shouldn't have.

"As I said, I don't care about grades, and today's results don't mean the future, I still believe in you. Han Sanqian said.

Shuyang's gratitude to Han Sanqian in his heart cannot be described in words.

Looking at those celebrating, the No. 44 workshop was extremely lonely and lonely, which made Shuyang feel even more sorry for Han Sanqian, and secretly swore in his heart that he would bring back a good result for Han Sanqian next time.

Originally, at this time, Fang Shuo's gang had a good reason to show off their might in front of Han Sanqian, but after seeing Han Sanqian's ferocity before, they could only endure the heart of showing off at the moment, and no one dared to jump in front of Han Sanqian.

"Damn! this ...... Who is this!"

"Isn't this Han Tiansheng! ”

"Does he still like racing, and he was there in person. ”

A group of rich second generations who celebrated together were amazed one by one after seeing Han Tiansheng's appearance.

On the day of Wu Youfeng's birthday banquet, almost all of them were present and witnessed Han Tiansheng's strength.

Originally, these people felt that Han Tiansheng was too mythical by the Chinese area, and they didn't take Han Tiansheng's matter seriously at all, but after Wu Youfeng's birthday banquet, no one dared to underestimate Han Tiansheng anymore, and the fear of Han Tiansheng in their hearts almost became a shadow.

The birthday banquet sent the coffin, forcing Wu Youfeng to hang himself, this kind of shocking thing, no one is qualified to underestimate it.

Even Ma Feihao, who is so arrogant on weekdays, became nervous after seeing Han Tiansheng.

Trotting all the way to Han Tiansheng's side, Ma Feihao shouted tremblingly: "Old man Han, I didn't expect you to be interested in racing, do you need me to help you introduce today's champion?"

"You little kids, how can I take it seriously, thinking that I will lose face by winning a championship? Han Tiansheng said disdainfully, in the face of anyone, his expression was very straightforward, and he did not save face for Ma Feihao at all.

And Ma Feihao didn't dare to refute, so he could only nod again and again, and said: "Old Man Han is right, this is just a small game, how can you get into the eyes of Old Man Han." ”

The superficial obedience does not mean that Ma Feihao can accept it calmly in his heart, his idea at the moment is to let Han Tiansheng be arrogant, and when his uncle comes back, he will naturally have the opportunity to let out this evil breath.

"I don't know if Old Man Han needs my help?" asked Ma Feihao.

"If I, Han Tiansheng, need the help of a little kid like you, wouldn't it be a big joke to spread it. Han Tiansheng said with a sneer.

Ma Feihao couldn't wait to give himself two slaps, he knew that Han Tiansheng had such an attitude, why did he send his face to Han Tiansheng to be beaten?

"However, you can go and see the excitement. Han Tiansheng's tone changed quickly, making Ma Feihao confused.

Boisterous?

Could it be that Han Tiansheng's previous disturbance at Wu Youfeng's birthday banquet was not enough, and he had to make some trouble in the arena?

Which unlucky guy was actually targeted by Han Tiansheng, isn't this a dead end?

When Han Tiansheng walked towards the No. 44 workshop, he was followed by all the rich second generations who were watching the excitement, and when these people confirmed Han Tiansheng's goal, they all fell into the well.

"Brother Hao, Han Tiansheng is going to find trouble with Han Sanqian, this turtle grandson, I didn't expect that even Han Tiansheng would dare to provoke. Fang Shuo said with his hands in full swing, he didn't dare to take revenge in person, but it didn't mean that he didn't want to watch Han Sanqian suffer, now that Han Tiansheng personally came to the door to trouble Han Sanqian, Fang Shuo couldn't wait to see the scene of hanging himself again.

Ma Feihao didn't expect Han Tiansheng's spearhead to point at Han Sanqian, but he and Fang Shuo had different ideas, he preferred to be able to take revenge in person, after all, after his uncle came back, he would have the strength to take revenge.

If Han Tiansheng easily forced Han Sanqian to death, this would be too cheap for Ma Feihao Han Sanqian.

"You are Han Sanqian?" Han Tiansheng asked Han Sanqian after walking to workshop 44.

Han Tiansheng's appearance did not surprise Han Sanqian, and said lightly: "I am." ”

"Get on your knees. Han Tiansheng scolded coldly.