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Volume 3: Stand up straight and be a good person Chapter 555: Help to make people angry!

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    Chapter 555: Help to fan the flames!

    "I admit defeat." Zhang Que opened the car door and walked to Xie Yie and said.

    Xie Yi was busy fighting a verbal lawsuit with Ximen Qianyu, He Xiaowu and the others, enjoying the pleasure of humiliating them after he won with a face full of intoxication.  After listening to Zhang Que's words, the proud smile froze instantly.

    "What did you say? Say it again?" Xie Yi thought he heard wrongly.  How could he admit defeat?  How could a disciple of the God of Cars admit defeat?

    Since Zhang Que came to Hong Kong, he has challenged 27 consecutive games.  Even the former Hong Kong car god Baimao was defeated by him.  It was because I admired his driving skills that I took the initiative to strike up a conversation.  I also deliberately came to the club today to lose face to Ximen Qianyu, in order to repay the humiliation of being slapped by him in public three years ago.

    Things developed very smoothly. After a little provocation, Ximen Qianyu agreed to his proposal of racing.  And he also agreed to various conditions he proposed.

    When is this time?  Time for revenge.

    The weather, the right location, the right people and the right people.  He had taken all the advantages. As long as Zhang Que defeated Ximen Qianyu, this annoying woman, he would be able to avenge his shame.

    Zhang Que suddenly came to say that he had given up, which made it impossible to accept the gratitude.

    "I admit defeat." Zhang Que's face turned pale and he said in a deep voice.  The disciple who is the king of cars even dreams that one day he will be better than his master.  But facing this opponent who was beyond his capabilities, this was his only choice.

    He knows that this may become a stain in his life, but if he fails in the competition again, it will have a serious blow to his self-confidence and desire to win.  He dare not and cannot try easily. Now is the critical stage of his growth.

    "Perhaps, when I have enough confidence, I will challenge him again." Zhang Que comforted himself in his heart.

    "Why do you admit defeat? Why do you admit defeat? There's no competition yet? How do you know you will lose? Zhang Que, did you encounter any problems? Is he threatening you?" Xie Ye yelled angrily, pointing at Ye Qiu and asked.

    Not only were they grateful, even Ximen Qianyu and others who stood aside and heard their speech were full of surprise.

    Since knowing that the person who wanted to compete with Ye Qiu was the disciple of the Car King, Ximen Qianyu felt very guilty.  You should not just accept other people's competition requests without knowing the opponent's situation.  Even if Ye Qiu knew how to race cars, how could he possibly outrun the disciples of the King of Cars?

    And after hearing Xie Ye say that Zhang Que had just defeated Hong Kong car god Baimao, this feeling of uneasiness became even more intense.

    She knew clearly about Bai Mao's driving skills that she was far from his opponent.  If we count the origins, Baimao can be regarded as his teacher.  Because my racing career started with a race with him, and later I was taught by him countless times.

    "Queen, what's going on? Is your man running to threaten others?" He Xiaowu blinked his long eyelashes and looked at Ximen Qianyu with a surprised look on his face.

    "That's right. Aren't the disciples of the King of Chess very powerful? Why did they admit defeat before the competition? Could it be because they were grateful for finding a parallel import?" Li Yin also looked confused.

    "Could it be that the man the queen is interested in is really a legendary master? It doesn't seem like it." Cai Jiaxian's eyes flickered on the faces of Ye Qiu and Zhang Que.  It seems that Zhang Que is more like a master.

    Why?  Because they are cold enough.

    Ximen Qianyu didn¡¯t have the intention to pursue their excuse for saying that Ye Qiu was his man. He shook his head blankly and said, ¡°I don¡¯t know the situation either.¡±

    Zhang Que was disgusted with Xie Xie¡¯s questioning. He frowned and said, ¡°I ran with him before. We lost once.¡±

    "You¡ª¡ª" Xie Yi was angry.  His gaze shifted to Ye Qiu unwillingly and said, "You would actually lose to him?"

    "Yes." Zhang Que had to admit this fact.

    "You lost? You had to tell me earlier if you lost. Now if I say no, I won't compete. What will happen to my bet?" Xie Yi roared like a crazy lion.  We lost once three years ago, and we will lose again three years later.  It seems that there is really no way for me to raise my profile in Hong Kong in the future.

    "I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do. I'm only responsible for racing." Zhang Que looked at him with disdain and said indifferently.

    Ye Qiu walked up to Xie Yi and asked, "He gave up. Do you still want to compete?"

    "I¡ª¡ª" Xie Yi wanted to agree, but this guy didn't know what he was doing. He had defeated even the Che King's disciples, so what could he do to him?  If I don't agree, I will feel very unwilling.

    "If you don't compete, you lose. Remember the bet you said, right? Kneel down and call me grandma. Then let me slap you." XiMen Qianyu came over, looked at Xie Xie sarcastically and said.

    "Compare. Why don't I compete? It hasn't started yet, how do you know I will lose?" Xie Yi shouted angrily.

    He turned around and looked at his group of buddies. After scanning a circle, he waved to a bald man.  "Monk, go and compete with them. If you win, I will give you 300,000 yuan."

    "No problem." When the bald man heard that there was money to be made, he immediately agreed readily.

    ¡°I¡¯m going to compete with him.¡± Ximen Qianyu walked up to Ye Qiu and said in an inquiring manner.

    "Okay. You go ahead." Ye Qiu nodded and said.  It seems that Ximen Qianyu is quite confident in himself.

    Thank you for lending your silver Bugatti Veyron to the monk in order to increase the possibility of victory.  The monk's eyes shone with excitement. Normally, they wouldn't even be allowed to touch the car if they were grateful, but today they had a chance to indulge in their addiction.

    Ximen Qianyu got into his Ferrari, and the two cars drove side by side to the starting line.  After each preparation, the woman in the lead waved the small flag in her hand vigorously, and the two cars rushed out like arrows.

    ??At the beginning, the Bugatti Veyron took the lead with its excellent starting speed, and Ferrari didn't seem to be impatient and followed leisurely.  Not beyond, nor falling behind.  The Bugatti Veyron accelerated several times, but could not shake off the Ferrari behind it.  Moreover, she is still looking for opportunities to overtake at any time.

    The pressure on Monk was increasing. When he made a mistake in a corner, Ferrari took the opportunity to overtake.  Then, under Ximen Qianyu's super control, he led until the end.

    When the monk drove the Bugatti Veyron to the parking lot, his lungs almost exploded with gratitude.

    "Brother Xie, I tried my best." The monk walked carefully to Xie Yi and said.

    "Go away. What a fucking waste." Xie Yi stared at him with eyes like knives and said.  Then he went to the corner and started making calls.

    Ximen Qianyu is the winner, and naturally received warm applause from everyone.

    A group of beautiful women gathered together to chat and feast on a large number of male animals in the racing field.

    "However, they are also interested.  No one dared to come forward to provoke.

    They are not fools. You can know where these people are from their outfits and the cars they drive.  Women like this are like roses with thorns, and picking the flowers requires prickly hands.

    Lin Baoer pulled Ximen Qianyu¡¯s arm with excitement and said happily: "Sister Qianyu, you are so amazing. You are my idol."

    Ximen Qianyu was embarrassed by Bao'er's words and said, "Bao'er, don't say that. It's just that the opponent is too weak."

    "No. You will win even if you face that disciple of the King of Cars." Lin Baoer nodded firmly.

    Then the conversation changed and Lin Baoer said: "Sister Qianyu, did you make a bet with that guy and slap him twice in the face?"

    "Yes." Ximen Qianyu nodded and said.  Who made that bastard Xie Xie greedy? Now he's shooting himself in the foot.

    "Can you let me help slap you?" Lin Baoer's eyes widened and she looked at Ximen Qianyu expectantly.

    "¡ª¡ª"

    "Lin Bao'er, get over here. Can you help me with this kind of thing?" Tang Guozhen couldn't laugh or cry at his sister, and pinched her chubby little face and said.

    With Tang Guo¡¯s help, Ximen Qianyu finally didn¡¯t have to deal with Lin Baoer¡¯s embarrassing problem.  As if to avoid Lin Baoer's entanglement, she strode to the place of gratitude and said with a smile: "What? Are you scared? Are you hiding in this corner and don't dare to go in? If you can't afford to lose, don't gamble."

    "Who can't afford to lose? If you are willing to gamble, you will admit defeat. Isn't it just two slaps?" Xie Xie yelled guiltily.

    "Well, you are worthy of being the eldest young master of the Xie family. Since you are willing to admit defeat, then come here. Don't worry, just like three years ago, I will not show mercy." Ximen Qianyu said with a sneer.

    Xie Xie stood there with a face in embarrassment, and turned his eyes to the group of friends behind him as if asking for help. They all turned away as if they hadn't seen him.

    Although he said something tough, it was really hard to accept that he had to stand in front of this woman and be slapped by her in front of so many people.

    Seeing Xie Yi standing there with an awkward look on his face, but unwilling to move and come over, Ximen Qianyu mocked: "What? Don't you dare to come over? Is this your willingness to admit defeat? Is this the style of your Xie family?"  It¡¯s so disappointing.¡±

    "That's right. If you win, others will fulfill their promises. If you lose, they will delay and cheat. No wonder the Xie family can make a fortune." Li Yin helped unceremoniously.

    "You don'tGot it?  The Xie family relies on this way of doing business to make money.  "

    "I'd rather offend a villain than a woman."  These women had all been scolded by Xie Xie just now, so naturally they would not miss the opportunity to attack him now.

    At this moment, Ye Qiu's cell phone rang.  The caller ID showed an unknown number.

    After a little hesitation, Ye Qiu pressed the answer button.

    "Master, please give me some thin noodles for the Xie family to express my gratitude for once." An old voice came over.

    Ye Qiu's mind was shaken, and he said coldly: "I am not a young master. I think you have recognized the wrong person."

    "I did not admit the wrong person. You are the young master." The old man's voice was extremely stubborn.

    "I'm not."

    "Who are you."

    "It seems we can't communicate. Goodbye." Ye Qiu said and hung up the phone.

    He walked up to Xi Yu Qianyu and said, "I'll slap you with these two slaps, okay?"

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