Feng Shaokun's eyes flashed coldly. "I admit that you are very strong, but I still want to give it a try. If I lose this time, I'll give you this car as a trophy."
Everyone looked at the Ferrari 812 in surprise. Although the price of this car was only more than 3 million, Feng Shaokun's car had been modified by an expert. Just the modification alone cost more than a few million.
Moreover, to a driver, the car was their comrade. It was not something that could be measured with money.
Feng Shaokun actually used his own car as a bet. It could be seen that he was really going all out.
Ye Feng stared at him for a long time. "Are we really going to play so big?"
Feng Shaokun nodded firmly. "I won't be satisfied if we don't compete in this round."
Ye Feng sighed. "Alright, I agree, tell me the rules."
Zhuang Xiaojiao panicked and tugged at his arm. "Don't agree to him."
Ye Feng scratched her nose. "Don't worry, nothing will happen."
