In the face of the crazy red racing car, rushing like flames, Song Zhichao immediately pounced on Fu Jiajun, who was stunned.

Fu Jiajun was held by Song Zhichao and rolled to the ground, and the car had already rushed to the ground and ran over where the two of them had rolled.

Immediately after, a whoop, a nice flick!

The car once again aimed its head at Song Zhichao and Fu Jiajun, who were still lying on the ground, and roared at them.

This is obviously murder!

Song Zhichao flashed such a thought in his heart, and then he saw that the car had rushed towards them again, and this time, he couldn't hide if he wanted to.

Seeing that the front of the car was about to crash into himself and Fu Jiajun, Song Zhichao only felt that his head was surging, and then he saw that Fu Jiajun was already frightened at this moment, his face turned pale with fright, and his soul was scattered.

Just a moment when the front of the car collided with the two people---

With a creak, the car stopped.

Safely stopped in front of Song Zhichao and Fu Jiajun.

Beads of sweat slipped down Song Zhichao's forehead, no matter how calm he usually was, now that he walked at the intersection of death, the whole person was about to collapse.

In comparison, Fu Jiajun is even more unbearable.

As a pampered young master, he is usually clothed and fed, and he has never encountered any danger, even if he hit the railing last time he drove into the railing, it was just tense and exciting, just like just now, it was like asking for his life.

Panting for air, his eyes fixed on the red race car, staring at the terrifying roadkiller inside.

With a thud, the door opened.

The person in the car walked over, with a pair of violent eyes, a hideous scar on the left cheek, and the whole person was full of fierce atmosphere.

The stall owners who had been hit all gathered around, ready to ask for an explanation from this man, but at this moment, seven or eight old boys came from nowhere, and one of them, Long Hairy, bit a cigarette, took out a wad of bills, and said to the stall owners: "How much loss come here to get money!"

"It's so unusual, it's so arrogant to bump into someone!"

"It's like, you think it's great to be rich?"

Before the two stall owners finished speaking, they snapped twice, and the long-haired slapped them both, and then ordered the others: "Give me a beating to death, it's a big deal to accompany some medical expenses later!"

So the gang rushed up and punched and kicked the two stall owners.

When the other stall owners saw this, they all softened.

The long hair spit out the cigarette he was biting, looked at the stall owners and said, "Who else wants to ask for an explanation? No, if not, take the money and get out!"

The crowd was silent.

......

Looking at the sturdy man again, he seemed to be very satisfied with the arrogant and domineering appearance of Long Hair, and gave a thumbs up to Long Hair.

Long Mao said: "Big guy, even if you are high, I will take care of the police when they come!" That means that he will deal with those bad people in place of the big guy later. After all, this is Macau, and the police in Macau are very dark, so it's easy to solve things with a little money.

Only then did the sturdy man turn his head, spread his legs, tossed the car keys in his hand, and looked obliquely at Song Zhichao and Fu Jiajun, who were still lying on the ground, and said triumphantly: "How is it, Song Zhichao, Fu Shao, are you two happy?"

"Chen Yaoxing, it's you?!" Fu Jiajun raised his head and glanced at the other party viciously.

Chen Yaoxing moved his neck, spat on the ground, and said arrogantly: "If it's not me, who could it be?" After speaking, he laughed, "How is it, is it scared, Second Young Master Fu?"

Fu Jiajun gritted his teeth: "Despicable!"

"Despicable, do you think I'm really going to kill you? I'm just scaring you! But I didn't expect you to be so useless!" Chen Yaoxing's tone was full of sarcasm.

Fu Jiajun hated itchy.

Chen Yaoxing seemed to be very satisfied with Fu Jiajun's angry and embarrassed appearance, and then looked at Song Zhichao, and saw that the other party was not too embarrassed except for a slight change in his face, which made him a little unhappy.

"Song Zhichao, you haven't scared to death yet, I'll push your lungs!" Chen Yaoxing scolded.

Song Zhichao pulled Fu Jiajun up from the ground and flicked the dust on his body, Fu Ershao was even more unbearable, as if his knee was injured, and when he rolled up his trouser leg, he had a large bruise, and the red and white flesh was shocking.

"How are you, are you okay?" Song Zhichao said with concern.

"I'm fine, I can still withstand it!" Fu Jiajun laughed and tried to move his legs, but he screamed, it turned out that he had injured his bones just now, and the pain made him grin.

"Chen Yaoxing, what do you want?" Song Zhichao was angry and turned around and asked.

Chen Yaoxing craned his neck and looked at him: "What do you want?" Scratching his nose with his fingers, "Oh, I didn't think about it--- don't you remember? When we broke up in Hong Kong, I gave you a card, a card to come to Macau to race! Then since you have already come to Macau, why don't you look for me? Hehe! You know, I miss you very much! Especially you, Fu Ershao, don't you want to take revenge, but looking at your current appearance, let alone driving a racing car, it is estimated that you will call a white car! How about it, do you want me to call a --- for you?"

As he spoke, he heard the sound of an ambulance in the distance.

Chen Yaoxing turned his head to look at it, then turned back to Fu Jiajun and said, "The ambulance in Macau is quite efficient, I have already come before I called!"

The curly hair next to him laughed and said: "Big guy, you don't know, Macau is often in a hurry, these ambulances are on standby at any time, making money, of course positive!"

Chen Yaoxing laughed.

"I heard that there is no Fu Ershao, you are lucky, the ambulance arrived so quickly! But what should I do, you are lame, who is racing with me? It seems that your revenge cannot be avenged!"

Fu Jiajun was constantly sarcastic and stimulated by Chen Yaoxing, and he couldn't help it anymore, turned his head to Song Zhichao and said: "Ah Chao, you come, you have a game with him!"

Song Zhichao looked at the eager Fu Jiajun, and then at Chen Yaoxing, who was showing off his might, and spit out a word: "Good!"

"I knew you could do it!" Fu Jiajun said, "Avenge me and kill him while driving!" Fu Jiajun angrily pointed at Chen Yaoxing.

Chen Yaoxing didn't care about the stall, "It's not certain who will be killed!" After speaking, he snapped his fingers, and the long-haired man stepped forward and stuffed a big brother phone call to Song Zhichao.

"Hold it firm, don't lose it! I'll go and prepare first, time, place, I'll inform you soon! Remember, don't call the police, the Macau police are very wasteful, save trouble!" After speaking, Chen Yaoxing whistled and threw the car key in his hand to Changmao, "The police are here to help me get it, I'll go first!" After speaking, he swaggered into another car, lit the fire, and drove away.

Seeing Chen Yaoxing go away, Fu Jiajun couldn't hold on, if it weren't for Song Zhichao supporting him, he would almost sit on the ground.

"Ah Chao, stretcher! Hurry up and let them carry the stretcher! My leg hurts so much, it can't be broken, right?"

Not far away, several medical staff in white clothes carried stretchers from the car and ran all the way.

Fu Jiajun leaned on Song Zhichao's arms and wailed loudly.

In the distance, the night market stalls that were hit by racing cars were in shambles.

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