In the racing field, Liu Feiyu and the others were all stunned, looking at the helicopter in front of them, the loading car, and the thirteen world-class supercars, they couldn't help but be shocked in place.

However, Jiang Peng and his entourage were standing beside Zhang Cheng and were excited, because in their impression, Zhang Cheng usually used Rolls-Royce and Bentley as a means of transportation, and the most important was the Porsche Cayenne. But to everyone's surprise, Zhang Cheng has thirteen supercars that are limited to be released in the world, and the price of each car is nearly hundreds of millions.

"Brother Cheng, your cars are really eye-opening for me. Jiang Peng circled around Koenigsegg's car, his eyes full of envy.

And Guo Jia and others also nodded in agreement, although each person has a few, or even more than a dozen sports cars, but compared with Zhang Cheng, the latter is extremely low-key, and people who never drive sports cars are the world's top supercars when they make a move.

In addition, the world's limited top supercar is not something that can be bought with money, but also depends on the identity of the buyer.

Just as everyone was looking at the thirteen sports cars, Fu Bo suddenly appeared and came to Song Zifeng's side and talked quietly. It didn't take long for Song Zifeng to disappear from the crowd's field of vision, except for the bodyguards and Fu Bo.

"Sir, are you still satisfied, if you don't like it, I'll let people go back to the manor and replace it with a new batch. Fauber knew that Zhang Cheng didn't like to drive sports cars, but he had a soft spot for these thirteen.

"It's okay, it's just them, it's just a simple race car anyway. ”

Zhang Cheng waved his hand and looked at Liu Feiyu, who was still immersed in shock not far away: "Liu Gongzi, I found this car, as for the driver, I can find someone to replace it." ”

"You're not running?"

Liu Feiyu slowly came back to his senses and asked with a frown.

"I definitely won't run!" Zhang Cheng stood in place and smiled, shrugged his shoulders and said: "The rules that were said before do not stipulate that others cannot run on their behalf, and the car is mine, the people are mine, and it is mine to win or lose." ”

"Besides, we are all people with status, do we still need to play in person when we get out of the game?"

Zhang Cheng stood in place and smiled disdainfully at Liu Feiyu: "What age, you still have to play by yourself, if you want to play, you can play big, my thirteen cars are compared with you, you can win me one, even if you win, okay?"

When the words fell, Liu Feiyu and the others were all silent, but Jiang Peng and the others felt that their boss was very reasonable.

As for Zhang Cheng saying such tough words with the most cowardly attitude, it was because Jiang Peng told them that Liu Feiyu had received professional racing training, although he was not as good as a professional driver, but it was enough to deal with him. In front of so many sons, he didn't want to lose face.

However, his cowardice deeply stimulated Liu Feiyu and others, in their eyes, Zhang Cheng was not cowardly, but too lazy to bother with them.

But the regulations are true, there is no saying that no one can replace the game, Liu Feiyu can only nod helplessly to accept.

Five minutes later, thirteen top-of-the-line supercars, ten ordinary supercars of Liu Feiyu and others, and twenty-three sports cars roared on the track, and the scene was particularly in particular condition.

"Brother Cheng, do you think we will win?" Jiang Peng asked in a low voice as he looked at the car below.

Zhang Cheng shrugged indifferently: "It doesn't matter if you win or not, anyway, as long as they run past one of my cars, they will be judged to win." The stakes are only two sports cars and ten million, trifles. ”

The reason why he was able to agree to the game was because of the bets in it, and the bodyguards who drove the race below were all brought by Fu Bo, compared with Liu Feiyu's trained sons, the professionalism of the two parties was not at the same level.

Therefore, in this game, Zhang Cheng has an attitude of losing and has been calculating the remaining 200 million in the card.

However, the conversation between the two was heard by someone on Liu Feiyu's side, looking at Zhang Cheng's eyes with a faint resentment, everyone is in a circle, I have seen those who pretend to be forced, but I have never seen such a pretend.

"Cut, a local nouveau riche, he didn't end up yet, he will only pretend here, and when Fei Ge wins, see if you are still in the mood to pretend!" A discordant voice came.

Guo Jia frowned, looked at the person who spoke and sneered: "Lu Ai, do you think Brother Cheng is a nouveau riche, then take out a supercar, just your Ferrari, seeing that there is no Faraday below, you can only call Dad." ”

"Yo, what's the matter, don't let people say it!" The young man named Lu Ai smiled disdainfully, hugged the woman next to him and said, "If you want me to see, your boss's cars, whether they are his or not is not certain!"

Zhang Cheng glanced at Lu Ai through his sunglasses, and Jiang Peng immediately whispered on the side: "Brother Cheng, Lu Ai's family is a miner, and he is Liu Feiyu's most loyal dogleg." ”

Just as the people in the stands pinched each other, the game below had already begun. The rules of the race are simple, run three laps around the entire field to determine the winner or loser.

It's not that Zhang Cheng doesn't like to watch racing cars, but he really doesn't understand, in his impression, the racing cars in the arena are a group of iron kings in the race, and there is not much to see. If you want to say that he likes it, he likes rally even more, it is more exciting and very technical, but the danger factor is much higher.

After the first lap, Liu Feiyu and others still took the top, and Lu Ai and his party who supported them cheered. But Jiang Peng and the others began to worry, and the situation in the arena below was obvious, Zhang Cheng's bodyguards and Liu Feiyu and others were not on the same level.

Until the final lap, except for Liu Feiyu, everyone else was left behind by thirteen supercars, and Faraday and Bugatti Veal also had a faint tendency to surpass Liu Feiyu.

The people in the stands also immediately reversed, Jiang Peng and others were cheering, while Lu Ai and the others were nervously looking down.

Until the end of the third lap, Liu Feiyu was also left behind in the third parking space.

Just when everyone thought that Zhang Cheng was winning, they only watched him pick up the walkie-talkie next to him: "Hey, hey, Lao Yang, you're over, let you lose, don't let you win." ”

"Understood, young master!"

His words immediately stunned everyone, and the entire lively stand suddenly fell silent.

In the field below, Faraday obviously slowed down before the fight to give up a parking space, and Liu Feiyu directly broke through the two and rushed to the finish line, and the result of the race was obvious.

When it was over, Liu Feiyu walked up to Zhang Cheng with a gloomy face: "What do you mean, Zhang Cheng, look down on me Liu Feiyu, right?"

Zhang Cheng tilted his head to look at him, stood up and beckoned, and the five bodyguards immediately stepped forward with the lockbox.

"It's 10 million in cash, and as for the sports car, you can choose it yourself. He didn't talk nonsense either, and said bluntly.

But Liu Feiyu still stood in place with a calm face, and asked: "Let me ask you, do you look down on me Liu Feiyu?"

"I just look down on you, so what?"

Regarding the cynicism of these people, Zhang Cheng had already held back his anger, and said with a sneer: "Don't you like to show off your might, don't you like to say that I am a nouveau riche."

I'll tell you, Lao Tzu wants money and money, and he wants people, I control a game like you casually, whoever I want to win will win, I want you to lose, you have absolutely no chance to turn over. This is the gap between you and me, what a second generation of bullshit, I don't even understand the reason!"

"You..."

Liu Feiyu, who was counted down in public, was furious, and in the entire Binhai City, there were few people who could educate him Liu Dashao. A Zhang Cheng who was born out of thin air stepped on himself like this, how could he bear it.

The furious Liu Feiyu grabbed Zhang Cheng's collar, and when his fist was about to fall, he only heard Zhang Cheng say coldly: "I dare to guarantee that today your fist fell, and your Liu family knelt down and begged me, I am not uncommon." ”

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out in the arena.