"Damn, I've told you, a lot of people have tried to hit me, and their faces without fail swelled up like pig butts."
"Brother Tian, that pretty boy is so arrogant, you have to beat him," the co-passenger in the Rolls Royce said in a whiny voice.
The spoiled rich kid, full of confidence, said, "Don't worry, I'm the disciple of the King of Cars, beating him is a piece of cake. Otherwise, how could I show my face in Zhonghai's car races in the future?"
"Hmm, Brother Tian, I believe you are the NO.1 in Zhonghai's racing world!"
The spoiled rich kid proposed to Li Fei, "Let's see who gets to Jigong Mountain first."
"No problem."
The spoiled rich kid's eyes lingered on Su Meimei for a moment before saying, "If you lose, let that beauty kiss me. If I lose, my girl will kiss you. How about that?"
Without thinking, Li Fei said, "Okay."
Damn, it's just a loss, and I'm not the one at a disadvantage, so who cares?
