211: C211 Are You also Here to Learn Driving

C211 Are You also Here to Learn Driving

Along with the bright morning sun, Qin Luo opened his eyes faintly.

Today was the third day of his exam, and it was also the day he got his "driver's license."

"Mom, I'm going to learn how to drive."

After telling his mother Fu Xiaowan, Qin Luo pushed open the door and drove a small yellow car towards the driving school.

But just as he walked to the door of the driving school, Qin Luo was stunned.

He saw that there were all kinds of cars parked at the entrance. Siyu, Mercedes-Benz, BMW, and even Porsche, Bentley and Ferrari were famous cars in the world. They filled up the driving school's venue.

What was going on? A car exhibition? Qin Luo was a little confused.

Huala!

Just as Qin Luo was confused, the car door opened and a group of young men came out.

They were all wearing black punk leather clothes, and their heads were wrapped in a blue scarf. Their arms were covered in tattoos.

It was obvious that they were organized and planned racing races.

As for their purpose of coming to the driving school, Qin Luo felt that there was only one possibility. Most likely, their driver's license had been revoked, and they were going to take the driving test again.

"A bunch of Underachievers..."

Qin Luo smiled faintly and walked into the driving school without minding his own business.

However, as soon as he stepped into the door, a cold voice entered his ears. "Who is the coach of 8238?"

A young man walked out of the crowd. He looked around and coldly looked at the crowd.

8238? Qin Luo was slightly surprised. Wasn't this the license plate of the coach car he drove yesterday?

Could it be that this fellow was here to find trouble? At this moment, Qin Luo's eyes narrowed.

"It's me!" Along with a shout, Soong Shuhang walked out from the crowd.

Looking at this group of "Racing Race," he frowned and his face was a little gloomy.

"I heard that you are very good at bending. Do you want to compete in the First Sword Peak?" Looking at Soong Shuhang, the young man revealed a disdainful smile.

One Sword Peak was located in the northeast suburb of Beishan City, and it got its name because it looked like a soaring sword. The road there was steep and there were many turns. There was only a narrow path leading up and down the mountain.

Therefore, it became the holy land in the hearts of the racing race. Accidents happened almost every day, and people were sent to the morgue every week.

Going to One Sword Peak to race was no different than courting death!

Soong Shuhang's face became more and more gloomy. He looked coldly at the other party and said in a stern voice, "This is the driving school. No one will race with you. Now, you guys leave. If you want to race, go somewhere else."

"Hehe..."

Hearing Soong Shuhang's words, the young man sneered in disdain and said slowly, "It's fine if you agree today. If you don't agree, I can close this driving school tomorrow."

Threatening, a direct threat.

The anger in Soong Shuhang's heart rose again. He raised his right hand and pointed at the young man while trembling. He said in a stern voice, "Do you believe that I will call the police immediately?"

Call the police?

The young man smiled faintly.2

Not everyone could be a racer. In their circle, everyone's status was not simple. Their family either had money or power.

Take him as an example. His father was one of the ten biggest entrepreneurs in Beishan City. His wealth was in the hundreds of millions.

He didn't take Soong Shuhang's words seriously at all.

He glanced at Soong Shuhang indifferently and waved to his subordinates behind him. Immediately, his subordinates opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat.

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