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Chapter 1239

"I've pressed myself on, too." Fang Xiaodie said embarrassedly.

"Why don't you export your brother too?" Qin Cheng's face turned black.

Fang Xiaodie is so brave. If she hadn't helped her, she would have sold her.

"I want to suppress it, but they don't want it." Fang Kai said in a mournful way.

"Anyway, Qincheng, you must save me, that Maserati, but I just bought it."

Fang Xiaodie begged.

"Where did you get the money?" Qin Cheng suddenly realized the point.

A top-notch Maserati sports car is not cheap.

What Fang Jingyao gave it? That's impossible. Whether Fang Xiaodie has a job or not, how can he get so much money?

Fang Xiaodie was a little disgusted.

"Zhuge Xing gave it, no money was asked."

"Why did he give you a car?" Qin Cheng was surprised.

"He thought I was...I am yours." Fang Xiaodie said shyly.

Qin Cheng suddenly became very angry.

"Haha, Fang Xiaodie, is this the master you mentioned?"

As the two were talking, a burst of laughter came from not far away.

Qin Cheng looked and saw a group of people coming over.

The leader was a young man with a greasy hair and looked very cool.

Next to him was a man wearing sunglasses, wearing black clothes, looking cool.

"Yan Kuan, why are you arrogant? You will kill you in a while." Fang Xiaodie looked at the greasy man with hatred.

"Fang Xiaodie, he is your helper." Yan Kuan looked at Qin Cheng.

"Brother, let's meet me. My name is Yan Kuan, the captain of the cool team." Yan Kuan said with a smile.

"I don't seem to have seen you before. You are not from Kyoto racing circle, are you from other places?"

"From Bincheng." Qin Chengdao.

"Bincheng? That poor place in Jiangzhou?"

After hearing this, Yan Kuan was a little contemptuous and couldn't help laughing: "The country bumpkins in that place still know how to race?"

"Fang Xiaodie, you must have been deceived by a liar, right?"

Qin Cheng frowned.

"Yan Kuan, I am from Jiangzhou, and I will abuse you a lot." Fang Xiaodie sneered.

Yan Kuan's smile froze and snorted, "Although I can't compare to you, you lost today."

As he said that, he turned his head to Qin Cheng: "Brother, where is your car?"

Qin Cheng pointed to his Mercedes-Benz G

Yan Kuan's expression became even more exaggerated.

"Hahaha." He was almost lying on the ground. The crowd burst into laughter.

"Fang Xiaodie, don't tell me, the person you found is going to beat my Martin supercar with a Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle?"

Everyone also cast contemptuous eyes.

From a small place, I also drove off-road vehicles to drive.

They all think Qin Cheng is here to make fun of it.

Do you know racing like this?

Fang Xiaodie was also so angry that her chest was fluctuating.

"Are you here to compete or chat?"

Qin Cheng said lightly at this time: "Racing, isn't it true that the game is coming to an end? Hurry up, I have to go home to sleep after you win."

"Haha, boy is crazy enough."

Yan Kuan hummed, put away his smile and said, "Okay, since you want to meet on the court, let's talk about the rules."

"The rules are very simple. When we go to the top of the mountain to compete, the road section is to drive down the mountain, and keep driving back here. Whoever arrives first wins."

"As such a high mountain, you won't be afraid of falling to death when you drive down the mountain." Qin Cheng said curiously.

"If you are afraid of death, don't play." Yan Kuan said arrogantly.

"We are all professionals, you don't understand this kind of confidence."

"Let's continue to talk about the lottery." Yan Kuan said: "I guess you know that Fang Xiaodie lost three games, and both cars and herself were overwhelmed. How do you want to play this game?"


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