"Hello, sissy." Shen Lang said to Song Minho.

"you!"

Song Minhao's face turned pale and thought that this was a public place and could not affect his image.

Kim Min-joon came over. He was not very good in Chinese and his pronunciation was a bit sissy. He didn't know what sissy meant, and he thought it was a respectful word.

Kim Min-jun took the list of participating parties and nodded to Shen Lang and smiled: "Hello, Mr. Shen Lang. I have never heard of your name. I can compete with a master like me. This competition is a good experience for you."

"Hello, shemale." Shen Lang and Jin Minjun smiled. Originally, he didn't want to attack people he didn't know, but this guy was so arrogant that Shen Lang felt inexplicably unhappy.

"Puff..." Ye Xingkong laughed secretly from the side.

Kim Min-joon's face turned dark. He didn't hear what the sissy mean, but he knew what the shemale meant.

"Mr. Chen is also a contestant? I basically know all the racing experts in China. You should not be a professional racing driver, right?" Song Minho asked loudly, with a sneer of contempt on the corner of his mouth.

Shen Lang just scolded him for being sissy, which made Song Minho very unhappy, and immediately decided to hurt the kid.

"Yes, I'm not a professional racer. But at least it's better than him." Shen Lang pointed at Kim Min-jun and said.

As soon as this was said, Kim Min-jun was a little dissatisfied. Seeing that the other party was so arrogant, he shook his finger disdainfully: "You are not my opponent."

Song Minho also said with contempt, "Hahaha, this gentleman is so funny. My friend is the king of mountain roads. He is top-notch in terms of fame and strength. Just look at his many fans. This gentleman is talking wildly, what do you compare with him?"

Kim Min-jun looked at Shen Lang with a contemptuous look on her face, agreeing with Song Min-ho's words.

"Haha, the defeated generals under his command are not qualified to complain here." Shen Lang shrugged.

"You..." Song Minhao's face turned blue and white, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

The fact that Shen Lang won a Ferrari ff has always made Song Minho hold a grudge. What’s even more annoying is that this kid is too arrogant!

"Forget Song Minho, what's the argument with an unknown man? Do you still think that he can argue with me?" Jin Minjun's face darkened, and she felt that it was a shame to talk to Shen Lang.

Kim Min-jun felt that with his respected identity and the status of the third-ranked racer in the world, it was a honor for the other party to talk to Shen Lang, a famous racer. Unexpectedly, the other party was still so ungrateful, which was ridiculous!

"Yes, I'm losing my composure. We both have identities and don't need a mere nameless guy to speak." Song Minho smiled, looked at Shen Lang with a contemptuous look, and then walked away.^

Shen Lang sneered in his heart, and simply let these two fools show off first. It may not be necessary who will slap in the face.

"Haha." Qiao Xing, who was standing beside him, showed a sneer of contempt. Although Shen Lang was very good at driving a motorcycle, he didn't think Shen Lang would be the opponent of the King of Mountain Road in Bangzi Country.

There were only ten minutes left before the start of the game, and the audience was crowded with people.

The theme of mountain road racing is thrilling and exciting. This top private event is just a thrilling thing.

Several reporters from the Bangzi Country carried cameras and quickly took a close-up of Shen Lang.

"This is the competition site. Mr. Kim Min-joon just had an argument with a racing player. An unknown racer actually insulted Mr. Kim Min-joon in public... But you can see that Mr. Kim Min-joon laughed loudly. This incident can also be seen from the side, how worrying the quality of Chinese people is." A female reporter from the Kanzi Country said to the camera.

Another reporter from the Bangzi Country held a microphone and asked Kim Min-jun: "Mr. Kim Min-jun, what do you think of the dispute just now?"

Kim Min-jun said: "The quality of Chinese people is naturally far different from our Bangzi Country, and it really needs to be improved. Especially the racer of Chinese countries just now, haha, young people in Chinese countries generally prefer pride and complacency. Of course, in the next competition, I will teach him a good lesson and teach him the principles of being a human being..."

A group of Chinese racers were a little unhappy, and Kim Min-joon was too fucking arrogant.

Soon, the roar of the sports car engine suddenly came from the distance of Akime Mountain.

I saw the first modified Porsche 918, followed by a Rolls-Royce Phantom and more than twenty Rolls-Royce business cars, and finally a large box car.

"Damn, such a big show!"

"What kind of team is this?"

"A supercar is definitely not a team. Is it probably a celebrity?"

Everyone started talking nonsense.

The Porsche 918 stopped steadily at the entrance of Akimeyama. The door opened and Li Fei walked out.

Hua Die and Chen Zifeng also walked out of the car behind.

There was also a Rolls-Royce Phantom. As soon as the body was stopped, six or seven tough Western men immediately rushed out of the Rolls-Royce business car behind. They were uniform in black suits and tied, and quickly ran to the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

In an instant, they lined up straight in a row, with everyone pressing their chests with one hand, bent over and without looking sideways.

This attitude was like the palace maid and eunuchs greeted the emperor on TV. The audience was stunned and couldn't help but wonder who would come out of the car.

A Western man wearing a white suit and majestic temperament came over. Shen Lang knew that it was Swedish prince Philip.

The audience at the scene did not recognize it, but many reporters recognized it.

"Oh my God, it's Prince Philip!"

"Live broadcast, Prince Philip actually arrived at the competition venue!"

Countless reporters rushed up like mad dogs again. The Swedish princes are coming. This is a big news!

As soon as Prince Philip appeared, he instantly stole the limelight from Kim Min-joon and Song Min-ho. They were also stunned. Will the Swedish prince come here?

The seven or eight-meter bodyguard surrounded Prince Philip and did not allow reporters to get close.

The audience was stunned. This supercar competition is not a very famous event. The Swedish prince actually came to join in the fun?

Kim Min-joon was a little excited. He felt that Philip should be watching his competition, because among the racing drivers on the scene, only his driving skills were truly internationally renowned. Perhaps this prince was his fan.
Chapter completed!