It could be seen that Cheng Chi had something to say, but before he could speak, Chi Cheng laughed, stood up, walked straight to the bar, pulled out a red wine from the top of the wine rack, and held it in his hand to look at it carefully.

"Cheng Da Shao, do you still want to play? The little brother personally feels that there is no need...... I won't be blamed for borrowing you a drink to celebrate, will you?"

After gaining the upper hand, he finally called himself "little brother" for the first time, and the sarcasm became stronger and stronger, and he was so angry that Chengchi's eyes were red.

"It's crazy! It's kind of follow me to the ring!" Zhao Zigang scolded.

"Just because of the 100 or so black car drivers in your family, you are also worthy of making an appointment with me?

Chi Cheng glanced at him, revealing his madness.

In other words, he would never be so rampant, but there is a word called "getting carried away", which has been suppressed for a long time, and once he has achieved his will, he just wants to step on the natural enemy to death now, and he has already won anyway!

"You don't dare to fight me, one-on-one, whatever you want!"

Zhao Zigang continued to shout, but Chi Cheng didn't pay attention to him at all, and turned his head to Cheng Chi and smiled evilly.

"Brother Cheng, if the third game is not a race, let's hand over Rafa's key first!"

Cheng Chi was furious: "What do you mean? I'm afraid I'll pay the bill?!"

"How come? Who doesn't know that Cheng Da Shao's words are true......" Chi Cheng spread his hands innocently and laughed embarrassedly, "Little brother is just anxious and wants to feel my car ...... in advance"

The three words "my car" were deliberately accentuated, like a drop of water spilled into an oil pan, and it suddenly exploded into a boil.

Everyone wanted to scold their mother, but no one could scold them, and in the end, only Xiaolu screamed weakly: "Stinky and shameless!"

But isn't it, even if you win the last game, the overall record is 1:2, you still have to pay for a car, Rafa is already sure that it is Chi Cheng's trophy, what else is there to scold?!

Cheng Chi Tie blushed, took out Rafa's key, and threw it to Xiao Hai, who was closer.

He even nodded at him and smiled reluctantly: "Good run, Xiaohai, I'm convinced." ”

Xiao Hai was a little flattered, and the two girls on the sofa also cast a look of surprise and respect.

Gee!

Fang Xiaowu was a little surprised, this person's open-mindedness was a piece of material for doing big things.

He had a good impression, so when Cheng Chi turned his head and asked him for his opinion, he didn't hesitate.

If you feel too much pressure, change to the 911GT3R, and if you are sure, continue to P1. ”

"Brother doesn't mean anything else, he just doesn't want to put unnecessary pressure on you, no matter if you win or lose, promise as usual. ”

Confirming that Cheng Chi was telling the truth, Fang Xiaowu said calmly: "You can hurry up." But I don't know the true level of the other party, so I can't guarantee the ticket. ”

At this moment, Kobayashi Qinghe came back with a disgraced face, and when he heard this, his face suddenly turned purple.

In his opinion, Fang Xiaowu's words were completely aimed at him, because he was very full of words before the game, but he lost completely.

Xiao Lin, who was annoyed and angry, rushed over in two steps, jumped to his feet and said, "Fang Jun, you are a novice with a lap of 84 seconds, you are too arrogant, right?!"

"The official competition is not running laps by myself, I have already run my own limit level, although I am still honored!

After reprimanding Fang Xiaowu, he immediately turned his head and persuaded Cheng Chi: "Cheng Shao, you can't go to P1 anymore, you can export two top supercars at a time, it will have too much impact on your reputation!"

Although Xiao Lin is selfish, but his words are not unreasonable, Cheng Yihang, Xiao Lu, they all hesitated, it is obvious that after two consecutive blows, they have completely lost confidence in today's game.

Chi Cheng, who had been watching coldly, suddenly became gloomy since he handed over the key happily.

The more Cheng Chi behaved and behaved more decently, the more unhappy he became, feeling that he was being contrasted like a clown, and the pleasure of revenge was sharply weakened.

At this moment, seeing that the opposite side was about to shrink his eggs, he couldn't help but be in a hurry, and a thought that had just turned in his heart suddenly resurfaced.

Glancing at Shi Quan, who was as silent as a rock, he was relieved and raised his voice to speak.

"Cheng Da Shao, if the last game is a junior five, I have to give the junior brother some face. How about raising this last game to give you a chance to turn the tables around?"

Cheng Chi's eyes moved, and he asked in a deep voice, "How do you want to bet?"

"Originally, you won, but you can only win back one car, and Rafa is still mine. Now I'm going to bet Rafa up and bet you an extra 10 million, how about it?"

"Not very good. Cheng Chi sneered, "We lose, lose three cars plus 10 million cash." We win, you pat your ass and go, nothing to lose. When I'm stupid?"

Chi Cheng smiled disdainfully: "I have now won two cars, and the bet on the third game is actually a Lafa plus a 911GT3R, betting on you for a car plus 10 million cash, which is very fair." ”

"Fair uncle!" Zhao Zigang jumped to his feet and scolded angrily.

Xiao Lin stopped Cheng Chi for the first time: "You can't bet! The novice runs 10 laps in a row on the track, and I don't like him!"

Cheng Yihang proposed a compromise plan: "Otherwise, let Xiao Wu drive the 911GT3R to run? ”

Cheng Chi's heart moved when he heard this, and he turned his head to look at Fang Xiaowu, only to see that he was leaning on the bar, holding a glass of blueberry juice with a lot of ice cubes, and drinking it leisurely.

It's still the kind of feeling that can't be seen through and can't figure it out, there are not many words, people are not public, it looks very trustworthy, and I really want to entrust some important task but I am afraid.

What the hell?!

Cheng Chi was broken in his heart, he had read countless people, and he had never seen such a strange teenager, but the current situation could not allow him to think too much, so he had to follow the guidance of intuition and grit his teeth fiercely.

"Do you want to play with me? I'll add another 10 million to bet all three of your cars up, and win or lose this game!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked, and even Chi Cheng was stunned for a moment.

jealousy, resentment, grievances, ecstasy...... Emotions are intricate.

He is different from Chengchi in the end.

Chengchi has his own business, he doesn't.

Cheng Chi can easily mobilize hundreds of millions of funds and take out tens of millions of cash, and he has to pay the bill to his father when he buys a car.

This is the reason why the less is the pool, the less the pool or the more the pool.

And now, just win the last game, and everything will be rewritten!

Chi Cheng was overjoyed and took the case: "Bet! It's the grandson who doesn't keep his promise!"

A superfluous addition that is too much to lose identity, but it failed to cause any waves.

As soon as possible, everyone's eyes turned to Fang Xiaowu, and they subconsciously wanted to know what kind of state he would be in under such heavy pressure.

Fang Xiaowu had just finished drinking the last sip of blueberry juice, and he babbled his lips and frowned slightly, as if he didn't feel that it was tasteful enough.

Putting down the empty cup with only residual ice, with a flick of his fingers, the square cup quietly slid over two-thirds of the marble table and stopped in front of Lu Xiaolu.

The boy stood up, pointed to the last bottle left on the top of the shelf, and winked at her.

"Decant the wine, change the ice. ”

Grab the key, turn around and go out, and smash your gaze.