Chapter Ninety-Four: Racing

"Of course it is." Nie Leng glanced at Lu Xiang, who looked very lonely, and said categorically: "Do you know. The life of a miner in the Celestial Empire is only 400,000. I went on a mission, and the reward for killing one person was only more than one million. ”

"You haven't been poor, you don't know how sad it will be if you don't have money. When I was poor, every dollar I earned made me happy. Because you can buy half a catty of rice, or buy an extra half catty of greens, or a pencil. All I thought about every day was how I was going to earn money tomorrow and get through the next day. What methods to use to make more money. I didn't dare to play, make friends, or rest. Once you rest, you may not have money to buy food for the next day. ”

"Thirty thousand. It's just that because of the debt of 30,000 yuan, my internal organs were almost removed and sold to the rich. My important treasures will also be seized and sold. Silver. ”

"You are now in the midst of blessings, and you do not know blessings. He doesn't pay much attention to you, but he doesn't. You can't live so comfortably and comfortably now, and you still have the trouble of being in luxury here. I don't know how many people envy you. Be content! Nie Leng remembered the past and sighed slowly.

"30,000 yuan, just because of that little money, someone wants to sell your internal organs. It's true? Are you lying to me? You're so powerful, how could you be pushed to that point. Lu Xiang said in disbelief. In her opinion, 30,000 yuan is not enough for her pocket money for a month, and this amount of money will force people to sell their internal organs, which completely subverts her cognition.

Nie Leng said coldly: "This is true. You love to believe it or not, and you don't believe it to pull down. I'm not that strong at the beginning. ”

Lu Xiang fell silent, and Nie Leng's tone just now did not look like a lie at all.

Nie Leng also closed his eyes, quietly listening to the singing of Shu Jingxian, the current emperor of China, and enjoying the night breeze.

The yellow Bolanjini was driven by Lu Xiang and came to the top of Li Hua Mountain on the outskirts of Xijiang City.

When you come to the top of Li Huashan, the lights are bright, and all kinds of cars such as Bolanchini, BMW, Hummer, van, and Santana are parked on it, as if you have opened an auto show.

At the top, you're greeted by a burst of heavy metal music, and in the center, crazy young men and women dance on it, venting their stress and frustration.

"What is this place?" Nie Leng asked curiously.

"The largest underground racing circuit in Xijiang City. I'm also here for the first time. The flow of people here was so complicated that he wouldn't let me come here. Lu Xiang also looked at the largest racing circuit in Xijiang City.

In this underground racetrack, the members are extremely complex. There are small white-collar workers who are well-dressed and play office politics during the day, there are rich children who seek excitement and their female companions, there are racing drivers who are eager to make money through gambling and have a certain talent for driving, and there are also people who come to see racing and gamble for money to find excitement.

It's a place to vent, and many people have torn off the masks they've been wearing on their faces, indulging themselves and releasing stress.

Lu Xiang saw one or two pairs of young men and women in the car, fighting in the field, and the violent vibration was accompanied by the woman's moaning. The groaning sound makes it look like a group of demons dancing.

Although Lu Xiang is not a stunning beauty full of feminine taste like Sun Lingxuan, she is also a young girl with outstanding appearance and a sense of surname, and her temperament is also extremely good.

A young man with a shaved head, dressed in very fancy clothes, pierced ears, and earrings, looked very unusual, and walked over to a very revealing woman, with heavy makeup, and a pair of D-cup breasts, and said, "What a good chick." You're here for the first time. Do you want my brother to teach you the rules here? ”

"Are you going to kill him? Give me a million and I'll help you kill him. Nie Leng glanced at the bald man and said lightly to Lu Xiang.

"Please, don't be so cruel. Aren't you a good law-abiding citizen? Don't just fight and kill at every turn, okay? Lu Xiang said with a headache. No matter how rebellious she is, she won't ask for someone else's surname just because of the man she just met.

Nie Leng shrugged and said, "I'm joking with you." There's really no humor at all. ”

Lu Xiang finally understood that this man was teasing her, she ignored Nie Leng, and said to the bald man with a cold face: "I want to race with people, you go and arrange it." ”

The bald man glanced at Lu Xiang's car, Bolanchini, and smiled; "Tonight's normal race car is already scheduled. Now only the gambling cars remain. Do you want to play, 100,000 yuan at a time, are you going to win, 100,000 yuan is yours. If you lose, you have to take 100,000 yuan. If you can't take it out, you can use a car to arrive. However, I declare in advance that you bear all the risks in the gambling car, and we will not be responsible for anything that goes wrong. ”

"I'll play!" Lu Xiang said briskly. 100,000 yuan is nothing to her. She's just here for thrills.

The bald man quickly made arrangements. A yellow Bolanchini and a silver Porsche appeared side by side on the track. Those onlookers didn't expect that this time it would be a young and beautiful little beauty, and the car was a multimillion-dollar Bolanghini sports car, many of the people present were car lovers, and it was rare to see a million-dollar sports car like Bolanchini in this underground racetrack. The atmosphere suddenly became warm, and countless people whistled and shouted loudly at Lu Xiang.

"Beauty, do you want to bet big with me? How about a million rounds? A young man of medium stature with a weathered face glanced at Lu Xiang and said. No matter what he thinks, a little girl like Lu Xiang doesn't look like a driving master. And the one who can drive a Bolanghini is definitely a rich man, who can slaughter it.

"A million, that's too little! How about 10 million? Before Lu Xiang could answer, Nie Leng took a step forward and said with a smile.

"Who are you?" The frosty man asked, frowning.

"The driver of the race with you. Ten million, how's that? If it's not enough, there's no problem with adding it to 30 million. It's a cash check for 30 million, and as long as you're willing to bet with me, he's yours if you win. Nie Leng took out a cash check book, took out three cash checks of 10 million, and said aggressively.

"I don't have that much money." Seeing Nie Leng so domineering, the man suddenly flinched, thirty million is not a small amount. The million he owned, he earned back from his hard work. He is confident to win against Lu Xiang, who is not deeply involved in the world, but he has no confidence to win against Nie Leng, who is domineering and aggressive.