Duan Xiaohong, the drunkard in Xiao Feng's eyes, had her last remaining liquor spilled and gave Xiao Feng the most beautiful response.
Let Xiaofeng understand that a Jiu Mengzi who doesn't want to talk to him is still a good Jiu Mengzi.
It would be crazy and scary to really deal with my future Jiu Mengzi.
That enchanting figure, graceful figure, and coquettish movement knocked all the riders who got out of the car to help them to the ground.
This is not over yet, the focus is on taking care of Xiao Feng who caused trouble.
Especially the big head with an obvious target, one kick after another, steady and hard, with just the right amount of force, ensuring that Xiao Feng could achieve maximum skin trauma without breaking his bones.
Soon, Xiao Feng's proud big head became even more proud. Except for his eyes, which were not swollen or had no title, all other parts were swollen.
"Sister, sis, don't hit me. Please, if you hit me again, you will die."
Duan Xiaohong is also surprised, how can this big head resist being hit so well?
Just now I was doing it myself, and other racers came over to help. No matter how injured they were, they all fell to the ground and couldn't move. Even with this big head, they couldn't accept any beating.
"Why aren't you unconscious?
Why are you so strong-willed?
Are you quarreling with me?
Are you looking for trouble?
Who do you think is blind?
Are you playing coward with me?
Who do you think is drunk?"
Xiao Feng in the front didn't pay attention, but the last sentence was quite clear, so he hurriedly explained.
"Sister, I didn't say you were Jiu Mengzi, and I never mentioned Jiu Mengzi.
Please stop fighting, please let me continue playing.
I have persisted until this point and I really can’t bear to leave. I want to finish the whole race. This is my only requirement.
Sister, as long as you let me compete, I can do whatever you want, okay?"
When is this already, and are you still thinking about the competition?
Why is your heart so big?
Do you know how many people died along the way?
Duan Xiaohong became more and more angry as she listened. Could it be that she is also a money addict like Cai Gen?
"If you are obsessed with money, is one million so easy to spend?
Are you willing to risk your life for money?"
When Xiao Feng heard this, he thought about it, this was a crime against the rich.
"Sister, I'm not doing it for money, I'm doing it for honor and the dream in my heart."
Maybe it was a bit hypocritical, or maybe most people wouldn't speak like this. Duan Xiaohong became even more angry after hearing this.
"You are the only one who has a dream?
Are you the only one with honor?
How much does a dream cost?
How much does honor cost?
You don’t speak human words, do you?
What are you and I pretending to be here?"
Xiaohong's short, chubby calves are very skilled at kicking.
Xiao Feng couldn't stand it anymore and his willpower was about to reach its limit, so he finally compromised.
"Sister, can't I stop pretending?
But I really do it for honor, not for money.
If you don’t believe it, I swear, if I win the championship, I won’t give up a cent of the one million bonus and I will donate it to the track, okay?”
The little short legs that were stretched out stopped in mid-air. Duan Xiaohong felt a little sober after the activities just now.
In fact, beating Xiao Feng was not entirely because of that glass of white wine.
The main reason is that Duan Xiaohong is angry with herself.
Why are you so unsatisfied?
Why are you so timid?
Why didn't I dare to take Cai Gen's car and continue walking down?
Why was I so scared when I saw the monster called Red Thunder?
The dissatisfaction with his own performance, catalyzed by alcohol, was vented on the big-headed Xiao Feng.
At this time, he had almost sobered up from the wine and heard Xiao Feng's oath, which he was half-believing.
That's one million. Is there really someone who comes here to run around and suffer for honor and dreams?
Regardless of how hard Caibangzi works, his driving force must be the one million bonus.
He gently put down his feet and helped Xiao Feng up.
Due to the large height difference, she helped Xiao Feng. In order to take care of her emotions, Xiao Feng did not dare to stand up completely and bent down to laugh with her.
"It looks like you are a serious racing driver, why didn't you tell me earlier?
I misunderstood, didn’t you? Do you really want to donate the one million winnings?
Just prove yourself for honor?"
Xiao Feng actually regretted it a little. After this trip, even if he got a bonus of one million, it would barely be enough to repair the car.
If I donate again, it will really be for honor.
However, when I felt the injury on my face, it was a little numb and I couldn't feel the pain at all. It must have been swollen to the extreme and was compressing the pain nerves.
"Sister, what I said is true. As long as you let me continue on the road, if I want to win the championship, I will donate the bonus."
Duan Xiaohong patted Xiao Feng's shoulder hard with her chubby hand and spoke approvingly.
"Okay, I believe in you. I will accompany you to win the championship. You can get whatever supplies you need. I have the final say.
By the way, don’t move the wounded inside, they are all important people with status.”
Who needs people to repair cars?
Xiao Feng did not dare to refute, so he hurried to the tent and got the necessary supplies. When he came back, Duan Xiaohong was already waiting for him in the racing car.
Xiao Feng hesitated for a long time and did not get in the car. He hesitated to speak and felt quite uncomfortable.
Duan Xiaohong stuck her head out of the car and shouted dissatisfied.
"What are you waiting for? I don't know about the competition?
This is a racing race, time is counting, so hurry up and get in the car."
Although Xiao Feng's face was swollen and it was difficult to express, he could still feel that his heart was so painful that he was overcome with pain.
I wiped away my tears of grievance, grinned and cried.
"Sister, you are not such a bully. You are sitting in the driver's seat. Do you want me to escort the car?"
Besides, at the end of the day, it’s you who gets the honor, and nothing happens to me.”
When Duan Xiaohong heard this, she turned around and took a closer look. It turned out that Xiao Feng's car was different from Naqi's. It had a single door and a row of seats, which she had overlooked just now.
I moved to the passenger seat reluctantly, not feeling embarrassed at all.
"What a big deal, your car is not good. How many people can a single-row seat carry?
The modification is not scientific at all, come up quickly, gentlemen, are you crying?"
This is a racing car, an off-road racing car, not a commuter car. Why are you driving so many people?
Xiao Feng was very depressed and did not dare to say anything. He quickly sat down in his seat, stepped on the clutch, shifted into gear, refueled, and hit the road.
After running wildly all the way, nothing happened to Lai Lai Baba. The car was not driving smoothly, and we finally reached the eighth lap.
Xiao Feng didn't meet a single competitor and didn't know where he was.
Finally, I saw Cai Gen’s pickup truck and the injured area.
Finally, I saw Cai Gen smoking there leisurely, and opposite there was a beautiful woman who was hung up.
I didn't see Wia either. It was just hanging in the air and he was blind. This was too strange.
Just as he was about to say hello to Cai Gen, his mouth was covered by Duan Xiaohong.
Next, there was eye contact between Duan Xiaohong and Cai Gen. Xiao Feng couldn't understand it. Anyway, the scene was very strange and the atmosphere was very depressing.
I don’t know if some kind of consensus has been reached.
Duan Xiaohong pressed her legs, stepped on the accelerator, and ran towards honor and dreams.