"She comes often?" Fu Ang asked.

"It's not very often, but it's a lot, but every time Miss Liang comes, she is not in a good mood, and she probably comes here to vent her emotions."

Fu Ang's eyes locked on the race car in the distance.

Suddenly!

A piercing voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention. I saw that Liang Zhihuan's car rubbed against a car that caught up, and then slammed the direction, and the two cars stopped.

Liang Zhihuan got out of the car, and the people in the car next to him also got out of the car.

"What do you mean?" Liang Zhihuan knows, He Tian is a frequent visitor here, the two of them have always been at odds, she is lazy to argue with He Tian, so she usually avoids it when she can, but today I didn't expect He Tian to happen to be there.

"It's a game." He Tian looked like a hanger, and he didn't feel guilty about the deliberate collision just now.

"Competitions? Do you want to compete, or do you want to find fault? Liang Zhihuan was fearless.

He Tian snorted, "You either beat me or admit defeat." ”

Admit defeat?

Liang Zhihuan thought it was ridiculous.

She was just about to answer, when Fu Ang's voice sounded on the side, and Fu Ang took his wheelchair to Liang Zhihuan's side. He Tian glanced at it, and his expression was not good.

"Your hand is injured, let Xiang Yi help you take a look, he knows this, he really can't go to the hospital." Fu Ang said.

Liang Zhihuan shook his head, "I'm fine." ”

Fu Ang stretched out his hand to gently hold Liang Zhihuan's arm, she snorted in pain, the two looked at each other, Liang Zhihuan pouted, and said sharply: "It'll be fine in a while." ”

"Liang Zhihuan, can you do it or not, if you don't compare, Lao Tzu can lose when you abstain, as we said last time, whoever loses next time will be a puppy! Learn to bark on the spot! He Tian raised his chin and was very arrogant.

Liang Zhihuan naturally wouldn't admit defeat easily, but just when she was about to agree to continue the game, Fu Ang next to her took a step ahead of her.

Liang Zhihuan looked at Fu Ang in surprise, and didn't come back for a long time, until he heard Xiang Yi's anxious persuasion, "Er Shao, you can't compete, your leg is injured!" ”

He Tian's face showed disdain, and he looked at Fu Ang, "I don't compete with the disabled, and when the time comes, people will say that I am bullying the disabled!" ”

Fu Ang raised his eyes to look at He Tian and said softly, "Don't you dare?" ”

"Who said I wouldn't dare!"

He Tian couldn't stand the agitation at all, so he impulsively agreed in three or two sentences.

"Fu Ang, you can't play for me, and I don't need you to play for me."

"There's nothing you can't do, do you want to just throw in the towel?"

"Of course not, but I can do it myself." Liang Zhihuan said.

"You raise your hand, if you can still spin it around, then I'll forget it." Fu Ang said. When Liang Zhihuan heard this, she frowned, and as soon as she raised her hand, a tingling sensation suddenly hit her, making her subconsciously let go of her hand.

Liang Zhihuan frowned and bared his teeth and looked at Fu Ang, he actually saw it so accurately, "Even so, I can't let you do it for me, I can't do it, you can't do it, your leg is still injured." ”

Fu Ang's legs are still sick, and it is difficult to even walk on the road, let alone race a car.

"I'm measured," Fu Ang looked at He Tian after speaking, "Is it better?" ”

He Tian naturally didn't care so much.

"Er Shao, you can't, if something happens, Xiang Yi can't afford it." Xiang Yi hurriedly persuaded.

But Fu Angyi was resolute, and neither Xiang Yi nor Liang Zhihuan could stop him. "Fu Ang, don't mess around!" Fu Ang got into the car, and Liang Zhihuan was anxious to persuade him to come down.