When people carefully looked at the sports car in front of them with appreciation, the door opened, and several young people stepped out of the car, each of them had an extraordinary temperament, and there was an indescribable fortitude and self-confidence, which seemed to attract more attention than sports cars for a while.

Suddenly, there were a few screams of girls, and next to the last silver-white Koenigsegg sports car, a man in a black trench coat walked down, and as soon as the whole person appeared, it seemed that there was an invisible aura that attracted everyone's attention, and it was his appearance that made the women scream.

"Zhengji, Zhengji is actually here, my God!" The girl who was tired of Brother Dao saw the man's face under the headlights, and couldn't help but blush, and shouted excitedly, making Brother Dao's face darken.

"Wow! Masaki is actually running, so handsome!" Another girl in jeans who had a perfectly framed figure ran in the direction of Masaki without saying a word, shaking off the man next to her, and her mouth was full of words.

Men love cars, women love handsome guys, almost at the same time, except for a few girlfriends, most of the girls are around Zhengji, bustling and looking at Zhengji, like a big bad wolf who sees fresh meat.

"Masaki, I love you!" I don't know who it is, I suddenly shouted, making the faces of the men present darken, women are the most attractive to men, they also have a competitive heart, but the appearance of Masaki made their initial superiority self-defeating.

"Do you know what I'm thinking?" Li Shen, who was leaning against the car, saw this scene and said to Tang Duyun beside him.

"You know, aren't you envious?" Tang Duyun said with a smile.

"Nonsense, why didn't you think about buying a few songs to be a singer in the first place, this kid is so cool!

The others nodded in agreement, and no one hated the feeling of being welcomed and liked by beautiful women.

However, they didn't know that the political discipline surrounded by beauties was bitter and unspeakable, although the crispy breasts and soft flesh rubbed, but all kinds of strong perfume smells mixed together to the nose, making him a little dizzy, and making him even more uncomfortable, and from time to time there were hands on his body that he didn't know whose hands were touching the oil, which made him a big man a little unbearable for their openness.

Finally freed from the girls, Masaki wiped his sweat and walked to Song Liang and the others.

"Now I feel that Xiaoyu may be a good choice to leave you", Song Liang looked at the girls around him who were constantly looking at Zheng Ji reluctantly, and said casually.

"Are you new guys, good car!" a slightly flirtatious voice came, and the man who had been called Brother Dao swayed over.

"Well, let's join in the fun and practice your hands," Tang Duyun looked the other party up and down, and said casually.

Brother Dao glanced at Tang Duyun's car enviously, and could even see his Adam's apple swallowing saliva slightly, his eyes rolled slightly, and he asked tentatively, "Are you interested in gambling a few times?"

He couldn't figure out the bottom of these people in front of him, but his intuition told him that these people were probably not ordinary, and the political discipline was something he couldn't afford to provoke, and his net worth was much higher than his father's.

"What to bet on?" Hearing the bet, Lin Yiyu's interest rose.

"In a while, Yanjing's car king Xu Kaiwen will also come, and there will be a gambling game at that time," Brother Dao explained mysteriously.

"Yanjing Che King, hehe, who sealed this?" Ding Lei interjected coldly.

Brother Dao was stunned, as if he didn't expect anyone to question it, seeing Ding Lei, his eyes rolled and he thought about it: "Everyone agrees, this guy seems to be a little unconvinced!

Ding Lei looked at Brother Dao deeply, and Brother Dao trembled involuntarily, as if he felt that he was being seen through.

"Bet!" Ding Lei cherished words like gold.

Brother Dao was stunned for a moment, and then he was happy, it seems that the other party agreed, which is easy to do, "The bet is very simple, our car, I bet on the car king to win, I lose, the car belongs to you, otherwise, yours belongs to me."

"Puff", as soon as the words fell, Tang Duyun on the side looked at the Mercedes-Benz that Brother Dao was referring to and laughed out with disdain, "Good calculation, just your broken car, and Brother Ding's," Ding Lei's car is Aston Martin, one can top the other party's ten!

Brother Dao's face flushed, he felt that his face was a little unbearable, and he was just about to speak, but a voice interrupted him.

"Bet!" Ding Lei's cold voice came, concise and to the point, which was very in line with his character.

"What?" The man who called Brother Dao was stunned, as if he didn't expect that after he was exposed, the other party would agree, and looked at Ding Lei blankly with his mouth open.

"It just so happens that I lack a car to walk the dog, yours is just right," Ding Lei's words sounded, making a thought appear in everyone's hearts: "This person is simply crazy! Other people's precious Mercedes-Benz sports car is used for walking dogs here!"

"You!" Brother Dao's face flashed with a trace of embarrassment, but then he was happy in his heart, in his opinion, compared with the upcoming Aston Martin sports car, the insult for a while is irrelevant, just let the other party take advantage of it, and he will be distressed for a while, and it is simply wishful thinking to win the car king.

"Okay, that's it, Brother Ding looks at you", Tang Duyun saw Brother Dao's expression, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his confidence in Ding Lei was just as full!

"Boom", while speaking, a roar sounded, at the end of the road, a seemingly ordinary car slowly drove over, people's attention began to focus on the car, some people's eyes were already shining with admiration, this inconspicuous car is the peak of the Yanjing drag racing industry, their so-called car king Xu Kaiwen's car!

The car slowly drove to Zhengji's side, the window slowly rolled down, and a man wearing a hat casually glanced at the luxury convoy belonging to Tang Duyun and them, and said "The car is good" A very casual sentence exited.

"Brother Xu, someone wants to have a game with you, are you interested?" Brother Dao saw the man, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"Who?" the man glanced at Masaki and the others, and when he saw Masaki, his eyes stopped, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he asked casually.

"This buddy, he said that your name as the king of the car is not worthy of his name", Brother Dao was about to pat Ding Lei on the shoulder, but the latter walked sideways and did not contact him at all, and said with a slight embarrassment on his face.

"Bet, half points," a light flashed in Xu Kaiwen's eyes, as if he had seen through Brother Dao.

Brother Dao was stunned for a moment, glanced at the Aston Martin sports car, and calculated how much money he needed to pay Xu Kaiwen to take these two cool sports cars into his arms, "Okay!" finally nodded, and said with some pain.

Ding Lei looked at the two of them singing and harmonizing as if the victory was decided, and a trace of cold light and mockery flashed in his eyes, "Can you find someone to do it for me?" he suddenly opened his mouth and looked at the two of them.

Brother Dao didn't seem to react, and subconsciously asked, "Who?"

"Whatever you want, it's the same for anyone", while Xu Kaiwen was much more indifferent, glanced at the few people present and said.

"Zhengji, you can go for me", Ding Lei suddenly turned his head to look at Zhengji and said.

"Me?" Zhengji, who was watching this farce on the side, looked at Ding Lei in surprise, and some didn't react to how he got in touch with himself.

"Well, I'm not in good shape today, it's up to you," Ding Lei patted Zhengji's shoulder and said seriously.

"Okay, then I'm welcome, I'll pay him if I lose", Masaki didn't refuse, and nodded with a smile.

"I forgot that you are a local tyrant", Song Liang gloated on the side, judging from the fact that Zhengji didn't even know how to start the car just now, he felt that Zhengji was going to lose, if he was in the past, he would definitely not be happy, but now, he would like to see Zhengji who made his sister sad bleeding.

"Cut, I seem to lose what I said," Zhengji didn't say a word, and got into Ding Lei's car.

Suddenly, the window rolled down again, "Brother Ding, how can this brand of car start?"