Chen Feng let out a sinister laugh, "Kid, I admit your driving skills are good, but what does winning mean? I'm still going to slap you today."
"Come on, you guys are so dishonest," Lin Chen feigned a somewhat scared expression.
"Honor? Kid, you're too naive!" Chen Feng snorted coldly.
Jin Ling was also full of arrogance as she pointed at Xue Ziqi, "You little bitch, I'm going to beat you into a pig's head today."
With a wave of Chen Feng's hand, more than twenty people had surrounded Lin Chen and Xue Ziqi in the middle.
"Kid, you like racing cars, huh? Today I'm going to break your legs and see how you can hit the brakes," Chen Feng said as he took an iron rod from a young man next to him and swung it toward Lin Chen's shin.
"No!" Seeing Chen Feng was about to smash Lin Chen's legs, Xue Ziqi couldn't help but let out a shocked and pale cry, regretting in her heart that she should not have brought Lin Chen here.
