At this time, Lu Xiaohao received another call:

"Brother Hao, let's take action. That Matsui devil is so shameless. He has reduced us China to nothing. The key is that many racing drivers have fallen into his hands."

"He and I will have a fight the day after tomorrow!" Lu Xiaohao clenched his fists and suppressed the anger in his heart.

After all, underground racing is illegal, and once caught, any bright racing qualification will be permanently revoked.

Ichinami Matsui came to China to cause trouble at this time, and even had someone stab him, just to trap him so that he would not be able to compete in the game the day after tomorrow.

But it was too frustrating to let him run wild all the time.

"Brother Hao, that devil is so hateful!"

The other party's voice was loud, and one could hear the anger in his heart.

At this time Lin Fei said: "Let's go right now!"

Lu Xiaohao's expression trembled and he looked at Lin Fei in surprise.

"Can my brother-in-law also race cars?"

"No, but you can learn. You can just keep me company on the road." Lin Fei looked calm.

Lin Yutong was a child after all, so he couldn't help but interject: "My dad can drive a spaceship, but he can't drive any car."

Han Yumei patted his head lovingly: "Okay, okay, your dad is super awesome. When Tongtong grows up, will he become a person like your dad, okay?"

"Well, I must become an upright man like my father!" The little guy looked at Lin Fei with his eyes shining, and his admiration was beyond words.

"This..." Lu Xiaohao said embarrassedly, brother-in-law, although you are a good fighter and have great medical skills, this is not the same as racing.

This cannot be learned in a few words!

Ye Qingqian, however, trusted Lin Fei very much: "Xiaohao, you don't know my brother-in-law. Whatever he says is possible, he can definitely do it. Take us with him."

"You can't be too rigid in your life. Although there are rules for racing, the devils are coming to your doorstep. You can't just sit back and ignore it. Principles can also be changed in extraordinary times!"

"Okay!" Lu Xiaohao compromised, but he was worried inside.

After all, he is a professional driver. He has never been involved in this kind of underground racing, and he doesn't even bother to do so.

He has been passionate about racing since he was a child. He has been soaring among Chinese racing drivers at the age of 16, and now he has become the champion of Chinese racing drivers.

Every year, there are countless big bosses who ask him to go racing in the black market, but he refuses them all.

Because he does not allow his racing career to be stained, once he enters black market racing, he feels that his soul as a racing driver will be contaminated.

However, at this moment, the Japanese were arrogant, and as a Chinese man, his passion and patriotic sentiment made him make an embarrassing choice.

The largest black racing track in Jiangcheng is in a relatively remote place in the eastern suburbs.

If there is no special channel, people will not be able to enter here at all.

Speaking of which, this is also an industry, belonging to the East District boss Cao Zhi.

In fact, the pattern of Jiangcheng has been changing in recent years. It was Lin Fei who broke the pattern of Jiangcheng in the first place.

Today, although Jiangcheng still has four districts, there are still four big bosses balancing their own territory.

However, there are talents from generation to generation, and a new generation replaces the old ones.

When Lin Fei forced away the East District boss, when a new boss took office, he refused to accept it and was beaten to death by Lin Fei.

Later, Lin Fei was no longer in Jiangcheng and disappeared for a long time. Cao Zhi was a rising star and controlled the voice of the East District.

At this moment, Cao Zhi was at the racing track with Matsui Ipnami.

The image of the two of them hooking up and working together made many hot-blooded Chinese men clenched their fists.

Anyone with a bit of conscience would not join in the misdeeds of Matsui Shita and the Sakura people.

He is insulting the Chinese people, and he is also insulting your compatriots Cao Zhi. You still flatter such people. What the hell are you different from a traitor or a traitor?

This is the thought in the heart of a passionate man present.

In the face of great right and wrong, all Chinese people with some conscience and blood will share the same hatred and common hostility against such aggressive Japanese.

Someone took a photo of Cao Zhi serving the Japanese and posted it on the forum, and there was an outcry.

Three-legged sheep: "I am willing to vomit to dehydration and spit on this cheap man!"

Whoever touched my breasts made a long series of angry expressions, and then cursed:

"This bitch must have drank the ink of a black heart, and he is acting like a licking dog of the devil!"

Flying Dream scolded: "The traitor was born low and is a pariah! You bleed the blood of China, you flatter the dogs of the Sakura Kingdom, and you insult the Chinese people. Your ancestors have been crooked for eighteen generations!"

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The racing forum not only focuses on racing drivers from China and Sakura Country, but racing drivers from all over the world are very active on this forum.

Such posts by racers from Sakura Country provoking racers from China naturally attracted the attention of racers from other countries.

These racers will also comment.

Of course, there are also those who support Matsui, and there are also those who cheer for the Chinese racing drivers.

Soon, Lin Fei and others arrived at the Mengfei Racing Circuit.

At the entrance, Lin Fei and others were interrogated by Cao Zhi's younger brother.

Only those with a racing driver qualification certificate can enter.

Obviously these two boys knew Lu Xiaohao, one of them sneered and said:

"It's useless for you to come. The racing drivers from Sakura Country are so powerful that you are so powerful. Everyone who comes here will be embarrassed!"

"Fart!" Lu Xiaohao clenched his fists angrily.

He loves his career as a racing driver and his great motherland.

These people are obviously Chinese compatriots, and they are full of contempt for their own compatriots, but they praise racing drivers from other countries as gods. It is simply unreasonable.

Liu Qiuju directly scolded: "Are you Chinese? Do you have any backbone? Those rotten people in Sakura Country have given you no benefit? They are insulting us and attacking our nation, and you have become an accomplice."

"How did your parents educate you?"

"Get out of here! A dead old woman has too much control!"

"Fuck, I think Sakura Country is good. What's wrong with me being a father in Sakura Country?"

"They just call you pigs!"

Two bastards, arrogant and shameless, also insulted their great nation.

Such a naked traitor makes people hate him so much.

Lin Fei's eyes were cold and he didn't say any nonsense.

Bang bang!

He went up and kicked them both to the ground.

"Let your father from Sakura Country save you!"

"You... are looking for death!" The two of them clutched their stomachs and were angry on the ground.

Soon, one person endured the pain in his stomach and shouted through a walkie-talkie:

"Come on, come on, some more people, some idiot is making trouble at the entrance!"

Lin Fei sneered, stepped forward, and kicked the man on the knee.

Click, a crisp sound of bones exploding, extremely loud.

"Since you like to kneel and lick so much, those rotten people will always treat you like dogs!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fei stepped on the man's other knee and fractured it to pieces.

The man's wail sounded like a pig being slaughtered. Lu Xiaohao, Ye Qingxue, Ye Qingqian and Liu Qiuju felt particularly comfortable listening to it.
Chapter completed!