The boy looked at the man walking towards him, and the baby face under the mask was full of novelty and admiration:

"Wow, your car is OK. The car is like that, and you can survive."

When everyone heard this, they had already dug a grave for the young man in their hearts.

I don't know how to inquire about the rules here before this newcomer came.

The racing stadium is all the few, and he actually wants to win the five million.

I really don't want to live anymore, and I still say such words.

And the boy's words that followed him up made everyone speechless:

"I heard that there is a kind of kung fu called the Golden Bell Cover Iron Clothing Shirt. Have you practiced that?" the young man asked curiously.

Golden bell cover iron cloth shirt?

Everyone is blacklisting, so I have watched too many martial arts dramas.

The Ming Shao's face was so dark that it could not be darker. When he came to the boy, he directly reached out and grabbed the boy's collar.

I wanted to lift the boy up, but I was not as tall as my family.

"Boy, do you know who I am, or whose territory this is?"

"I don't know." The boy told the truth.

He just heard that there was money to win the racing here, so he came.

No one told him to know this before the racing car.

"Very good, I don't know, then I'll let you know well." Ming Shao suddenly raised his hand and punched the young man in the face.

The boy easily exerted his palm and directly blocked Mr. Ming's punch.

At the same time, he strangled the wrist of the hand holding his collar.

There were bursts of pain on my wrist, which made Ming Shao let go of his hand.

The expression on his face gradually became painful.

He looked at the young man wearing a mask in front of him in a little astonishment, and he never expected that this man would be so strong.

Seeing this, the bodyguards on the field rushed out one after another, pointing at the boy and said, "Boy, why don't you let us go quickly?"

The boy raised his hand to smooth out his wrinkled collar that was grabbed by Master Ming, then looked at the bodyguards and asked sincerely:

"Let him go? Yes, tell me where to receive the prize."

Everyone can be sure that this young man is a fool.

I actually wanted to receive the award.

Whether or not you have a life or not is a problem.

"...You still want to receive the prize when you step on the horse, but you can't even afford to pay for that Lamborghini." Ming Shao's face was a little pale, but because of the pain coming from his wrist.

"You obviously hit that car by yourself." The boy retorted.

The black Lamborghini sports car was rented by him as a contestant and spent 100,000 yuan before the competition with the manager on the field.

Unexpectedly, he was hit by this man named Ming Shao and asked him to compensate him?

"This person is not a fool, right? The game is all from the Ming Shao family. He snatched Ming Shao's first place, beat Ming Shao, and destroyed two cars. He actually wanted a bonus."

Amid the crowd's discussion, the boy heard this sentence.

"Is this field yours?" the young man asked Mr. Xiang Ming.

"Now I know you're scared? It's too late!" Ming Shao was furious and said to his bodyguards: "Why are you still standing there?"

Hearing Mr. Ming’s orders, the bodyguards rushed up immediately.

When the boy looked at the bodyguards rushing up, his first reaction was to fuck the unreasonable Ming Shao to the ground.

Then they fought with the bodyguards.

Everyone thought the boy was dead, but they didn't expect that in just a few minutes, Mr. Ming's bodyguards were beaten so hard that they could not get up.

Wailings continued to sound one after another.

And that boy had nothing to do.
Chapter completed!