ChineseHearing this, Zhang Yang frowned, squinted and looked at the person in front of him vigilantly, with thin arms and thin legs, sharp-beaked monkey gills, dyed yellow hair, a big gold chain around his neck, and several huge gold rings on his hands, he was not a good person at first glance.

When Zhang Yang looked at him, he was also looking at Zhang Yang, and the eyes of the two collided like this.

This person's eyes were full of provocation, and when he looked at Zhang Yang, he didn't forget to snort contemptuously, and shrugged his shoulders high.

"Ma Xiao, why are you?" Zhao Yudie's beautiful face flashed with disgust, and she asked loudly.

Hearing Zhao Yudie's words, Zhang Yang, who was about to lose his temper, suppressed the anger churning in his heart, and looked at Zhao Yudie with some puzzlement, "Do you know?"

"Of course I know!" Ma Xiao held his chin with one hand and said with a sense of superiority, "Not only do I know, but I am also very familiar, and I can vaguely feel Zhao Yudie's admiration for me......"

"Hahaha......" Ma Xiao, who said this, especially enjoyed the feeling of stepping Zhang Yang under his feet, patted the table with both hands arrogantly, and got up arrogantly, but his eyes were staring greedily at Zhao Yudie.

"Zhang Yang, don't listen to his nonsense!"

Hearing Ma Xiao's words distorting the facts, Zhao Yudie was angry and anxious after hearing it, she grabbed Zhang Yang's hand in a hurry, and spoke quickly, "Zhang Yang, don't believe his words, I ......"

"By the way, the racing competition you are looking forward to the most will start tomorrow, you must go to the scene to cheer me on!" Ma Xiao, who had taken two steps forward, suddenly stopped, turned his head, and said loudly while throwing a wink at Zhao Yudie.

Dropping this sentence, Ma Xiao swaggered away.

Looking at Ma Xiao's back, Zhang Yang pouted disdainfully, didn't say anything, and continued to drink beer and eat barbecue.

Seeing Zhang Yang not saying a word and eating in a muffled voice, Zhao Yudie's heart felt like someone had been pinched hard, and the pain that pierced her heart couldn't be expressed in words.

"Honey, you shouldn't believe what he said!" Zhao Yudie's beautiful eyes blinked several times in a row, and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Yang drank a bottle of beer directly in one gulp, glanced at Zhao Yudie, and smiled lightly, "He's just a clown jumping off the beam, how can I believe his words? I'm just curious, who is he? I've never seen him before!"

Hearing Zhang Yang's disbelief in these words, Zhao Yudie's hanging heart finally became steady, and she introduced in detail with relief, "He is the eldest son of the Ma family in the neighboring province." ”

"He's not a local, so what is he doing here?" Knowing that he wasn't a local, Zhang Yang's face was not very good-looking.

If you think about it carefully, this Ma Xiao is not a local, but he came to Yangcheng inexplicably, and he brazenly found Zhao Yudie, is all this just a coincidence?

Maybe Zhang Yang cares more and more about Zhao Yudie, and deep in his heart, he has an unspeakable hostility towards Ma Xiao!

"On the surface, their Ma family is engaged in foreign trade, but in fact, the most important thing is smuggling! Dad has business dealings with them, and I heard that they can make a lot more money by shipping goods from them. ”

"After Dad learned that Ma Xiao arrived in Yangcheng, he insisted that I meet him, before you came back, I met him out of helplessness, and I promise you that I really only met once. ”

After listening to Zhao Yudie's explanation, Zhang Yang understood everything.

He looked at Zhao Yudie, a loving smile appeared on his face again, and he raised his hand very intimately and pinched her nose, "Tomorrow's car race, I'll accompany you!"

Zhao Yudie nodded vigorously, with Zhang Yang by her side, she didn't have to worry about it.

They didn't affect their mood because of Ma Xiao's appearance, the two of them were like couples who fell into the honey pool, eating and laughing, that feeling, not to mention how happy.

After eating supper, I sent Zhao Yudie back, and when Zhang Yang returned home, it was late at night.

Although he had been running around for a day, he did not feel the slightest sleepiness at this moment, he returned to his room, deliberately locked the door, sat cross-legged on the bed, and couldn't wait to take out the book of Heavenly Mystery on his face, study it carefully, and start cultivating according to the above statement.

But after all, this is an unfathomable internal strength method, and it is unique, and it is naturally more difficult to cultivate than ordinary internal strength.

If you want to stand at the highest peak, you have to pay a price that ordinary people can't imagine.

For the cultivation of the Heavenly Mystery Technique, Zhang Yang's attitude is very good, and deep down, he has long been ready to endure hardships.

This night, he cultivated all night, but he achieved nothing.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold!

In the distant sky, there was a white fish belly, Zhang Yang knew that the day was about to dawn and a new day began, he put away the Tianxuanjue, lay on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.

After tossing all night, he didn't get nothing, although he hadn't been able to grasp the true meaning of the Heavenly Mystery Technique, but he had a clear feeling, the true qi in his body seemed to be starting to run all over his body, and between breathing and exhaling, he could faintly hear the crackling sound.

He knew that this was the true qi in his body that was refining his body.

Zhang Yang fell asleep slowly like this......

When he opened his eyes again, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, and after getting up and stretching, he remembered that at four o'clock in the afternoon, he would accompany Zhao Yudie to participate in the racing competition.

After washing up and changing clothes, Zhang Yang went to pick up Zhao Yudie.

When he came to Zhao Yudie's villa, Zhang Yang did not go in, but stood outside waiting for Zhao Yudie.

A few minutes later, Zhao Yudie, who was well-dressed, drove out of the Mercedes-Benz, carrying Zhang Yang, towards the competition venue that Ma Xiao had said.

In fact, the racing race in Ma Xiao's mouth is not an informal race, but a wild race that the ancestors liked, and the venue of the competition is not a professional track, but a winding mountain road with few vehicles in the suburbs, where the road is narrow and there are many curves, which is particularly dangerous.

But the second ancestors like this kind of excitement......

On the side of the road, a group of young men and women surrounded. Ma Xiao in the crowd, wearing a headscarf, a leather vest on his upper body, revealing his strong muscles, and a pair of leather pants underneath, looked extraordinarily social and had a big brother style.

Beside him, there were several little sisters pestering him, and it was not an exaggeration to take the initiative to give him a hug.

Ma Xiao enjoyed the feeling of being embraced, with a triumphant smile on his high face.

When he saw Zhao Yudie's figure, he pushed away the little sister beside him and strode towards Zhao Yudie, his afterglow was focused on Zhang Yang, intentionally or unintentionally.

He didn't expect that Zhang Yang would dare to come, since he came, he could just seize this opportunity to humiliate this pure sling, hit the pride of this pen, and let him take the initiative to leave Zhao Yudie.

"Yudie, you're here, get in the car, the game is about to start, I made an appointment with you Yangcheng Mountain Road Rider, ready to compete with him, my co-pilot, has been reserved for you." ”

Ma Xiao said as he stretched out his hand and pointed to the black GTR parked on the side of the road.

"If you want to compete, hurry up and compete, if Zhao Yudie can stand here and watch, it will already give you face!" Before Zhao Yudie could speak, Zhang Yang's voice had already sounded.

Where would Ma Xiao have thought that Zhang Yang would be so rude to himself, you must know that in his impression, Zhang Yang is a poor sling who is not even a fart, and he dares to humiliate himself in front of his goddess, it is simply looking for death!

"What are you? I talked to Yudie, did you speak?" Ma Xiao tilted his head, full of ruffianism, blowing his beard and glaring at Zhang Yang, full of murderous threats.

Zhao Yudie knew Zhang Yang's temper very well, she was worried that Zhang Yang and Ma Xiao would fight, only to see her biting her red lips lightly, clenching her pink fists, and said loudly: "Don't quarrel, I'll just watch here, Ma Xiao, you go to the game quickly!"

Zhao Yudie has said this part, and Ma Xiao can't say anything more, after all, now he wants to leave a good impression in front of Zhao Yudie.

He forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and smiled at Zhao Yudie, "Okay, I'll listen to you, then I'll go to the game first, and I'll take you for a ride later!"

Ma Xiao deliberately said it very ambiguously, the purpose was very simple, that is, to deliberately be angry, and even it could be understood that this was also a provocation, wasn't Zhang Yang Zhao Yudie's boyfriend?

Zhang Yang's silence made Ma Xiao even more inflated, and when he turned around, he couldn't help but lower his voice and said to Zhang Yang provocatively: "You are so self-conscious, I will look good with you later Chinese!"