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Chapter 218 God of the Storm

Yan Weiming proposed to use his Aston Martin as a bargaining chip to bet on the video in Tang Yu's hand and Lin Chengyu's Mercedes-Benz.

Lin Chengyu refused this bet.

However, being stimulated by Yan Weiming's words, he couldn't help but feel a little restless, so he turned his questioning eyes to Tang Yu.

As a result, Tang Yu was lucky. Not only did he directly agree to Yan Weiming's bet, but he also actively proposed that regardless of the final outcome of the bet, he would delete the videos in his hands.

This wasn't just Yan Weiming who was surprised, even Lin Chengyu looked confused.

Brother Tang, are you stupid?

Why are you suddenly talking to the other person?

"Okay, I'll do as you say, let's go and sign the agreement! It's written in black and white, you can't go back on it!" Yan Weiming was just slightly stunned, but then he realized it, suppressing a smile on his face, and said with some urgency.

"Okay, sign the agreement!" Tang Yu nodded and then asked, "There should be a place to draft an agreement here, right?"

"Of course, there is also a special notary office. They will provide proof of the agreement!" Yan Weiming responded.

"Well, okay, let's go then!" Tang Yu nodded and said to Yan Weiming.

"Okay, let's go!" Yan Weiming's eyes flashed with suspicion.

This thing was so smooth that it seemed unreal to him. Why was this guy so cooperative with his actions?

Is there some conspiracy?

"Brother Tang, why don't you give it up?" When he was about to leave, Lin Chengyu lowered his voice and said to Tang Yu beside him.

"What? You don't have confidence in yourself?" A smile appeared on Tang Yu's face, he turned to look at Lin Chengyu and said.

"No, but I think it's still a bit too hasty!" Lin Chengyu responded in a low voice.

"Don't worry, if you lose the bet, I will give you an identical sports car! You will never suffer a loss!" Tang Yu said with a smile and patted Lin Chengyu's shoulder.

"But..." Lin Chengyu was still a little hesitant.

Although their voices were very low, because they were not far apart and Yan Weiming had been paying attention to their movements, he could clearly hear their conversation.

A hint of ridicule appeared on his face, and he snorted to Lin Chengyu,

"Lin Monkey, you're already losing before the competition even starts? That's right, there's absolutely no way you can beat me! Hehe..."

"What the fuck are you doing? I can't beat you? I can beat you to a pulp in minutes. I'm afraid that you'll lose too badly and embarrass your Lao Yan family!" Lin Chengyu responded immediately with a shout.

"Hmph, you don't have to worry about whether I am embarrassed or not. We will see the truth on the track!" Yan Weiming snorted coldly, looked at Tang Yu sideways and said.

"Huh, see you on the track then!" Lin Chengyu responded, not a weak opponent at all.

Tang Yu silently watched the 'confrontation' between the two people and did not intervene. However, regarding Lin Chengyu's performance, he couldn't help but silently shook his head——

I thought this kid had grown up and learned to think, but now he was inspired to agree to the competition after just two sentences. It seemed that his previous hesitation was simply because he was reluctant to part with his precious sports car.

The three of them entered the entertainment city one after another, and then went straight to a room on the second floor. There were professionals there who drafted an agreement according to Yan Weiming's request, and then Yan Weiming and Lin Chengyu signed the agreement respectively.

Holding a piece of white paper and black writing in his hand, Yan Weiming couldn't help but have a cold smile on his face.

I mean, no matter what conspiracy you have, it's written in black and white here.

As long as he wins the bet, he will get the video, and he can also make Lin Chengyu suffer a big loss.

As for losing the game, he has never considered it!

It’s not that he is confident, but that he has something to rely on!

"Okay, Lin Houhou, get ready, we'll see you on the track!" Yan Weiming looked at Lin Chengyu, slightly raised the agreement in his hand, and said with a slight smile.

"Humph, you idiot Yan Er, I hope you can still laugh after a while!" Lin Chengyu said with a cold snort.

"Haha, you should keep this sentence to yourself!" Yan Weiming laughed and turned around to leave.

Tang Yu and Lin Chengyu drive in the underground garage. Naturally, Lin Chengyu sits in the driving seat, while Tang Yu sits in the passenger seat!

"How's it going? Are you confident in the upcoming competition?" Tang Yu asked Lin Chengyu.

"Yan Weiming and I have similar driving skills, and we both win and lose. If I can perform normally, I should be able to beat him!" Lin Chengyu said thoughtfully.

"Don't put too much pressure on, just do your best!" Tang Yu nodded and said to Lin Chengyu with a smile.

Lin Chengyu nodded, adjusting his breathing while driving the car to the starting point of the track!

At this time, the news that they were going to race had spread almost throughout the entertainment city, and the starting point was already occupied by many, many people.

They are all young boys, many of whom are unconventional and rebellious boys with red and green hair and earrings and nose rings!

Lin Chengyu parked his car at the starting line and walked into the crowd.

There were many people in the crowd saying hello to him, and it seemed that he was quite familiar with this group of people.

A little fat man squeezed in front of Lin Chengyu and said with a greasy smile on his face, "Brother Yu, I heard that you are going to race with Yan Laoer? You must make him look good in a while! Let him see how powerful our men are!"

"

"Fat Sun, why are you here again? Aren't you afraid that your father will dismember you after finding out?" Lin Chengyu asked with a smile as he looked at the little fat man.

"Hehe, don't be afraid. My dad went on a business trip two days ago and won't be back for half a month, and I will never let him know! Hehe..." Fatty Sun said with a smile as he squinted his eyes.

"Then I wish you good luck!" Lin Chengyu said.

Amidst the conversation, Yan Weiming's Alston Martin also came to the starting line and parked next to Lin Chengyu's Mercedes.

A person got out of the driving position, but this person was not Yan Weiming!

A strange yet somewhat familiar face caught Lin Chengyu's eyes. He couldn't help but be slightly startled. Who was this person? And he was wearing a racing suit!

And while Lin Chengyu was still guessing about this person's identity, a burst of exclamation soon came from the crowd!

Before Lin Chengyu could listen carefully to the voices in the crowd, he heard the sound of Fatty Sun sucking in air from beside him, and muttering to himself,

"Hey, my God, why did Yan Laoer invite this great god?"

Lin Chengyu already felt something bad. He felt that the face in front of him seemed more and more familiar, but for a while he couldn't think of where he had seen him before!

"Fat Sun, do you know this person?"

"Brother Yu, this person is the 'Storm God'. An international professional racing driver, his comprehensive strength can rank among the top ten in the world, and among Chinese racing drivers, he is even in the top three!" After speaking, he continued to murmur. Said to himself,

"I heard that the God of Stormwind has been abroad all the time, rarely returns to the country, and seems to have obtained permanent residence in the United States. Yan

Why did the second brother invite him here..."

Following Fatty Sun's words, Lin Chengyu couldn't help but gradually recall the identity of this storm god. His experience can even be said to be a small legend.

He was originally just a little-known driver. Before he was thirty years old, he was unknown and his driving skills were not obvious.

However, after turning thirty, he seemed to suddenly have access to Ren and Du's second line, directly showing top-notch driving skills, and quickly became an internationally renowned professional driver.

Some people suspected that he had been hiding his strength in order to become famous, while others speculated that he met an expert from outside the world and received teachings from him.

There are different opinions, but there is no basis for them.

Thinking of this person's identity, Lin Chengyu suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. Why did this guy appear here? And he came out of Yan Weiming's car?

At this time, the crowd suddenly remembered Yan Weiming's voice. His voice was loud and attracted everyone's attention.

"I believe everyone knows that Lin Chengyu and I are going to have a racing competition soon, and then on my side, the famous storm car god Mr. Mu Hong will compete..."

"Young fool Yan, you don't abide by the rules, how can you find foreign aid?" Lin Chengyu's angry voice directly interrupted Yan Weiming's voice.

"We owe the agreement in black and white. In the agreement, we did not say that we cannot invite foreign aid. If you want to invite foreign aid, you can. I won't stop you at all. Hehe..." Yan Weiming seemed to have expected Lin Chengyu to be like this. question, so he responded with almost no hesitation.

Lin Chengyu looked at Yan Weiming's big smiling face and wanted to rush forward and step on him hard.

He knew that he had fallen into his trap, and he had probably prepared all this a long time ago, otherwise there would be no way to explain why Mu Hong suddenly appeared here!

Seeing Lin Chengyu's gloomy face and not speaking, Yan Weiming couldn't help but have a proud smile on his face, and he continued,

"Since it's a competition, why don't we all join in? I'll make a handicap. Anyone who beats me will pay one out of ten, and anyone who beats Lin Chengyu will pay five to one! Haha, everyone should think carefully, maybe we Young Master Lin can come back and win, and then, it’s a loss of five to one! Hahaha..."

Yan Weiming smiled wildly...

But Lin Chengyu's face became more and more gloomy, and voices could not help but come from the crowd around him,

"I suppress Yan Shao by a million!"

"I'll give Young Master Yan two million!"

"I'll suppress Mr. Yan for 800,000 yuan!"

"..."

No one pressured Lin Chengyu to win, because obviously, the God of Storm Racing has appeared. Is there any suspense in this competition?

Although the odds are only one-tenth, it’s all for nothing after all!

So why not?

"Hmph, you guys, I'll beat Mr. Lin for 200,000!" Fatty Sun's voice came through the crowd.

Lin Chengyu couldn't help but glance at Fatty Sun. After Fatty Sun paid the money, he came to Lin Chengyu and said, "Brother Yu, it's not much money, just a little thought!"

"Thank you!" Lin Chengyu nodded and said nothing more.

Lin Chengyu felt very helpless. Except for Fatty Sun's friendship of 200,000 yuan, it seemed that no one else could pressure him to win.

Then, he suddenly found an extra card in his hand, and at the same time Tang Yu's voice sounded behind his ear,

"There are 50 million in the card, let's beat you to win!" The voice paused slightly, then continued,
Chapter completed!
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