Macau, 10 p.m.----

Because of the small size of Macau, there are only two hospitals in Macau: one is the government-run "Conde de de de la Conde Hospital", and people call it "The Peak Hospital" because the hospital is built on Conde de Januário Hill in Macau. The other is a general hospital run by a non-governmental charitable organization, called "Kiang Wu Hospital", which was founded in 1871, and in 1892, Dr. Sun Yat-sen served as a volunteer doctor in the hospital, becoming the first Chinese Western doctor in Macau.

These two hospitals, one government and one people, both have a certain scale. But for most wealthy people, if they get sick, the first choice is "Kiang Wu Hospital", for the simple reason that this hospital is aimed at the rich or the wealthy, and has "VIP" wards that other hospitals cannot match.

At this time, as a single male of the Fu family, poor Fu Ershao was lying on the bed in the "VIP" ward, his left leg was in a plaster, hanging in the air, taking grapes in one hand and stuffing it into his mouth, muttering to Song Zhichao: "It hurts, I'm going to die, I'm really going to die, I didn't expect it to hurt so much when I touch a bone!"

"Since it hurts, you still eat grapes so happily?"

"I'm turning pain into appetite, eating grapes can relieve pain!" Fu Shao said and spit out a grape seed.

Song Zhichao shook his head, looked at the nurse who was changing Fu Ershao's infusion and said, "Is he okay?"

The female nurse looked very pretty, quite a bit of uniform temptation, knowing that these rich people were delicate, so she smiled and said: "It's no big problem, just rest for a few days and infuse water for a few days to reduce inflammation." ”

Song Zhichao nodded, "I'm tired." ”

The female nurse smiled, only thinking that this young man was not only good-looking, but also so gentlemanly.

The female nurse went out after changing the water.

Looking at her back, Fu Jiajun said jealously to Song Zhichao: "Is there a mistake! It's me who is sick, why does she always smile at you?"

Song Zhichao: "You think too much. ”

"What do you mean by thinking too much, I'm very sober--- no matter how I look at it, I feel that the little nurse has taken a fancy to you!"

Song Zhichao knocked his hanging plaster leg with his hand: "I see that your leg is not painful!"

"Oh, light, good man, can't I be wrong?" Fu Jiajun bared his teeth and shouted.

Fleeting ---

"Seriously, are you really going to compete with that madman?" Fu Jiajun asked Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao peeled the apple with a knife, and the apple peel drooped for a long time, but it kept coming. Fu Jiajun was amazed, he also peeled apples, but often the skin of the apple was broken after only a few clicks.

"Didn't you ask me to compare myself to him?"

"Ahem, that's because I was stimulated, I can't get used to that kid's arrogant appearance--- now that I think about it, it's too dangerous, Ah Chao, you still don't do it!" Fu Jiajun said worriedly.

Song Zhichao's heart couldn't help but feel warm, and he looked at Fu Jiajun, who was worried, and said, "Don't worry, I have my own measure." ”

Fu Jiajun was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "What you said is also right." Although you are not as old as me, you are very steady in doing things, and sometimes I even wonder if I should call you a big brother......"

"Big brother, if you want, I don't mind!"

"I don't mind your size!" Fu Jiajun smiled, "You don't mind if I don't mind, like you a few words and you'll be fluttering." Remember, I'm your big brother--- just now I was purely tempted to see if you would usurp the throne, but I didn't expect to try it out. ”

Just then, toot-too-toe, too-toot, the phone rang.

Song Zhichao picked up Chen Yaoxing to call his eldest brother and answered the phone.

Chen Yaoxing's arrogant voice came from the other side of the phone: "Guia, twelve o'clock in the evening!" After speaking, Chen Yaoxing hung up the phone over there.

Song Zhichao took the big brother and frowned.

Guia is Macau's most famous circuit, the venue for the Macau Grand Prix, and the only street venue in the world where both touring car and motorcycle races are held.

The whole track is an urban circuit around the Guia Hill of Macau, with a total length of 6 kilometers, with many bends along the way, with uphill and downhill roads, the widest road surface is 14 meters, and the narrowest is only 7 meters.

I knew that Chen Yaoxing was addicted to racing games, but I didn't expect to choose this most difficult track this time.

"Ah Chao, are you sure?" Fu Jiajun began to worry again, "Although I haven't raced before, I know that the track is not easy to challenge, not to mention that your competitor is still a madman." After a pause, he said, "I know you have backbone, but it's better to lose face once than to die!"

Song Zhichao smiled at Fu Jiajun, "I said don't worry, although I haven't raced this track, I have played rally before." ”

"Rally?" Fu Jiajun was stunned for a moment, as far as he knew, Song Zhichao was from the mainland--- could it be said that the mainland is now very avant-garde and engages in car rallies at every turn?

Seeing Fu Jiajun's surprised look, Song Zhichao knew that he had said a little too much, so he hurriedly said: "You are my boss, he Chen Yaoxing injured your leg, he just doesn't give me face, I won't let him go if he doesn't give me face, I will definitely let him come back this time!"

Listening to Song Zhichao's sonorous words, Fu Jiajun suddenly felt that he was too righteous, "Ah Chao, I will beat you!

"Well, I will!" Song Zhichao said, clicked, and took a hard bite of the freshly peeled apple.

Fu Jiajun: "......"

"This apple...... Didn't you cut it for me?"

"Well, it's my own thirst--- what, you want to eat? If you want to eat, you can say it, and if you say it, I'll give it to you." If you don't say how I know, I don't know how can I give it to you?" Song Zhichao handed the apple over.

Someone looked at the apple that had been bitten off, and then at Song Zhichao, with a strange expression.

……

12 a.m. at the Guia Circuit.

The Guia Circuit is six kilometers long, and at the beginning of the track, there are already many people gathered.

These people were all dressed in weird outfits, denim outfits, punk shirts, and some were simply bare-armed, revealing hideous tattoos on their arms.

In the midst of them, three large gasoline drums were used as stoves and bonfires were lit. Flames soared into the sky, illuminating the surroundings.

A punk man with a tape recorder on his shoulder is playing deafeningly the "disco" dance music from the American side, and several wild men and women are screaming wildly and dancing disco around a campfire.

As the protagonist of tonight, Chen Yaoxing is reclining on the cover of a racing car, holding a blonde girl in hot clothes with a revealing figure in his arms, biting a cigarette and swallowing clouds.

"Hani, you must make me a starter tonight!" the blonde girl drew a circle with her finger on Chen Yaoxing's vigorous chest muscles.

Chen Yaoxing slapped her buttocks and laughed: "As long as you serve me well tonight, you will be the commander in the future!"

"Really, that's great!" the blonde girl kissed Chen Yaoxing's scarred face fiercely.

Chen Yaoxing laughed.

In fact, anyone who likes racing knows that in addition to the regular racing competitions, the most exciting thing in Macau is this kind of underground racing.

The reason is simple, underground racing is crazier, more exciting, with few or no rules, and there is only one goal, that is: to defeat each other with a chariot!

In this kind of racing, the starter is usually played by a bikini girl who is one of the best in all aspects.

Just imagine, when the whole audience is still, only the most dazzling bikini girl is qualified to stand up, take the model steps, twist the buttocks, and then stand at the beginning of the competition and wave the red flag, that feeling is definitely the glory that many girls dream of.

Because of this, many girls who love vanity like to be the "starting officer" when racing cars, waving flags and stunning the audience.

Chen Yaoxing was not interested in caring about these thoughts of women, he just perfunctorily agreed, and got a hot kiss, only to feel that these women were too easy to deceive, and they were really big-breasted and brainless.

Biting out a cigarette and spitting out a smoke ring towards the sky, Chen Yaoxing glanced around again, there were a lot of people tonight. In addition to the seven or eight younger brothers he brought, there are also a large group of local troubled boys in Macao, no less than thirty or forty at a glance, and I don't know which gang and which faction they are.

But it doesn't matter, the more people there are on this occasion, the better, the more lively the better, and when you win the game, it will be more refreshing and happy.

Snap your fingers behind you.

The long-haired horse boy who had already recorded his confession at the police station and spent money on bail ran to Chen Yaoxing and asked him, "Brother Yao, what's the matter?"

Chen Yaoxing pointed at the crazy people, "There are a lot of people tonight!"

Longhair looked at it and said, "It's a lot, do you want to bet?"

"Of course I want to! The most exciting thing about coming to Macau besides racing is to play gambling, especially sitting in the village by yourself, betting on yourself to win!" Chen Yaoxing smiled fiercely after speaking: "I have to make at least 100,000 yuan tonight!"

"I understand, Brother Yao! I'll prepare later!But ---" Changmao hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously, "But I doubt that the person named Song Zhichao dares to come?"

This stopped Chen Yaoxing.

Yes, does that decrepit man Song Zhichao dare to come over?

Originally, Chen Yaoxing received an order from Cha Shao, and it would be OK to get Fu Jiajun to make him unable to walk, but Chen Yaoxing felt unhappy, especially that Song Zhichao, I don't know why Chen Yaoxing always felt that he was an eyesore, especially Song Zhichao's indifferent appearance when facing him, which made him feel even more unhappy.

Who is he? He is the famous "Tiger of Wan Chai" Chen Yaoxing, no matter who sees him, they are terrified, but this mainland boy does not take him seriously, although he does not show it, but the contempt in his bones makes him really unbearable.

In Chen Yaoxing's eyes, except for the bumper Cha Shao, who can look down on himself and call himself like a dog, he Chen Yaoxing never takes anyone else in his eyes. But Song Zhichao made him mind very much, like a thorn, and made him want to pull out the other party like a thorn!

Tonight is the opportunity to pull out the thorn, the question is whether the other party dares to come.

Just when Chen Yaoxing was guessing, suddenly, Changmao said, "It's coming! That kid is here!"

Hearing this, Chen Yaoxing pushed away the woman in his arms, slid off the hood, and looked up, only to see a racing car roaring not far away.

The dust was flying, the car door opened, and then Song Zhichao jumped down wearing a neat denim suit.

He came, and came alone.

Hold your head high and go to the meeting alone!