153: C153 Young Man Don't Think It Hurts When You Get Slapped in the Face

C153 Young Man Don't Think It Hurts When You Get Slapped in the Face

"Can you drive?"

A rich young master smiled and asked her.

"I think it's that man who drives the car."

"It's useless even if it's that man. Racing is Young Master Xu's life. No one in Night City can compare to Young Master Xu in terms of racing!!!"

"Who gave them the courage to challenge Young Master Xu?"

When Chung Zimo heard this, his brows relaxed.

He laughed sarcastically in his heart.

Hehe.

Young man, don't feel pain when you get slapped in the face later on.

Chung Zimo looked towards Jian Qin and slightly raised his eyebrows.

She was provoking a promise?

This was Jian Qin.

During this period of time, Jian Qin, who was by Fu Jingshen's side, was very obedient. She was so obedient that he almost thought that Jian Qin was like this.

The head promised to be even more arrogant. He said to Jian Qin, "Forget it. This young master will not bully girls. Seeing that you are a girl, I will not bicker with you this time. Go back."

Compared to a girl, winning was not glorious.

"You do not dare to compete?"

Jian Qin raised her eyebrows.

When he heard her promise, he was stunned for a moment. He suspected that he had misheard her and sneered.

A girl with such a big tone?

Since she had delivered herself to his doorstep, then don't blame him for being ruthless.

"Alright, I'll compete with you."

Promise sneered.

"However, the competition alone is boring. Let's add a bet."

Promise said.

Jian Qin tilted her head, "Add what?"

"If I win, accompany me for a night."

The corners of her lips curled up as she looked at Chung Zimo provocatively.

A few rich second generations beside him whistled, laughed, and made all kinds of noise.

Chung Zimo clenched his fist, and a cold glint flashed through his eyes.

"Alright." Jian Qin answered readily, "What if I win?"

"What do you think we should do?" Promise said lazily.

He felt that it was impossible for her to win.

"Racing is your life. If that's the case, if I win, you give your life to me"

Jian Qin said lightly.

She was stunned by the promise.

The few second-generation heirs were also stunned as they whispered at the side.

This was a bit too much, wasn't it?

Chung Zimo leaned against the car and looked at Jian Qin casually.

He completely believed in the little girl's driving skills.

She would definitely win.

This kind of cold-blooded feeling was Jian Qin's style. However, the other party was only a second generation rich kid. Why did he feel that there was a strong hostility coming from her body?

Could it be that she mentioned Fu Jingshen just now?

"Do you dare?"

Jian Qin asked coldly.

She hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay."

She said that probably because she wanted to scare him on purpose and make him give up the competition. That would be too shameful.

Moreover, there were so many people watching from the side. If he really lost the race to a girl who was still wet behind the ears, then he would lose all his face.

When the rich second generation saw that the bet was so big, all of their blood boiled and they were extremely excited.

A rich second generation came forward and announced the rules. They ran a total of two laps and the first person who came back won.

Jian Qin and promised to drive the car to the starting point.

Chung Zimo and a few rich second generations waited in the empty space next to them.

The two cars were ready for action. As soon as the flag fell, it flew out like a sharp sword.

The rich second generations cheered for the promise of waving the flag.

When the car was far away, a rich second generation shouted, "Let's also start a bet. One to five, we bet that the little girl will win."

"I bet a hundred thousand. I bet a promise."

"I bet 200,000. I also bet and promise."

"Then I'll bet five hundred thousand. Promise."

"If you bet like this, how are you going to play? One person against a young lady."

He anxiously said.

A promise is a sure win, if he bet on her like this, he would have to pay for it.

The few rich second generations looked at each other and did not say anything. However, their eyes clearly showed that they did not trust Jian Qin.

Promised driving skills were one of the best. He was always in the top two in the competition in Night City. Only a newborn calf like Jian Qin would not be afraid of death and promised to compete in the competition.

However, what if Jian Qin really won?

"Then I will bet another ten thousand. I will bet on the little girl to win."

"I'll bet another twenty thousand too."

When the rich young master saw this, he had an idea and looked at Chung Zimo.

"Hey, do you want to join us?"

This person was the little girl's companion. If he wanted to play, he would definitely bet on the little girl.

Chung Zimo was looking at the end of the road where no one could be seen. He was slightly lost in thought. When he heard this, he strode forward.

"Five million, bet on Jian Qin to win."

Chung Zimo said directly.

The few rich young masters were all shocked.

Five million?

All of them had money in their families, but to bet five million at once was not a small amount.

This person was quite rich.

However, when the few rich young masters saw this, they could not help but feel their hearts beating.

To be able to bet so much money, could this person really not be ordinary?

After a few minutes, the promised car ran to the second lap first. Jian Qin was left quite far away.

When the few rich young masters saw this, they all heaved a sigh of relief.

"I will add another 500,000 and bet on the promise!"

"I'll add another two million and bet on the promise too!"

"Then I'll add another three million! Promise!"

The few rich young masters had an idea in their hearts, and they all added more. If they added more, they would earn money. It was good to promise that they would be good at driving, but Jian Qin had been left far behind. She was definitely going to lose!

On the side, Chung Zimo frowned slightly.

This was not Jian Qin's true level.

There was a moment when Chung Zimo suddenly remembered that Jian Qin was about to drive, but in the end, she gave up.

Was it really because she did not have a driver's license?

Or was her injury not healed yet?

Chung Zimo's heart sank.

His gaze followed the spot where Jian Qin had just left and was silent for a moment.

Chung Zimo turned around and said to the few rich young masters, "I will bet another ten million and bet on Jian Qin."0

The few rich young masters looked at Chung Zimo differently.

They did not throw money like this.

The result was obvious. He still bet on Jian Qin. Wasn't he here to give money?

The first person to open the gambling house was Zhang Yan. When he heard Chung Zimo say this, he was so happy that his eyes narrowed and his heart bloomed with joy.

He was rich! He was rich!

Zhang Yi wrote on the side as he coaxed the others to continue betting. Only when the situation was about right did he stop betting.

"They're here, they're back, they're back."

After an unknown period of time, someone saw the shadow of a car in the distance and hurriedly shouted.

The few rich young masters tensed up.

The car was too far away, so they couldn't see clearly. Everyone was nervous, excited, nervous, and excited. They stretched out their heads, wishing they could grow a pair of thousand mile eyes.

Chung Zimo frowned, and his hand that was holding the ring tightened a little.

"No, this doesn't seem to be a promised car."

Suddenly, a rich second generation said.

Their hearts instantly raised.

Very quickly, the car sped over, and with a flop, it stopped on the spot.

Jian Qin put on her sunglasses and baseball cap and got out of the car. Her attitude was still cold and there was no change in her mood.

Seeing this, the few second-generation heirs' hearts tightened and they looked at Jian Qin with surprise.

How is this possible? !!!

He promised to lose to her? !!!

The racer who had won a hundred battles had promised to lose to a little girl who was still wet behind the ears? !

About a minute later, the promised car also stopped.

Promise got out of the car with a cold expression. His face was ashen and he was so angry that his face had almost turned purple. He was no longer as calm as before.

The few rich young masters were so shocked that their eyes almost popped out.

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