Zhang Kun parked the car in a relatively secluded corner and led Lu Xiaozhan and three other people over. There was a half circle of huge speakers on the platform, playing a very strong rhythmic music, and they gathered in twos and threes.
The young people dressed up in different styles were drinking beer, swaying their buttocks and swaying their bodies to the music, looking very casual and enjoying themselves.
But when Zhang Kun approached, there was a commotion and screams one after another.
"Ah! It's a madman!"
"Really crazy Kun? I'm not drunk?"
"Oh my god! The car god is here too!"
Zhang Kun still looked lazy, with his hands in his pockets and smiling and greeting people one by one. Lu Xiaozhan was finally convinced at this moment. He leaned closer to Zhang Kun and whispered: "Okay, I admit that I underestimated him before.
Damn you, you do have the look of a car god...but why are the screaming girls so ugly?"
Suddenly a sinister voice came from the crowd: "Car God? What era is this Car God? Why don't I recognize him?"
The crowded crowd was suddenly separated, and a short man with a shaved head walked out with a look of disdain on his face. He was wearing a very fitting racing suit and holding a pair of gloves in his hand.
There was a pair of big sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.
The originally noisy and lively platform suddenly became silent, and all the enthusiastic people closed their mouths and quietly looked at the short bald man who walked out of the crowd.
Zhang Kun didn't seem to mind what the bald man said. He shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Of course you don't know me. You were too young when I was a car god." After saying that, he ignored him and turned to whisper to him.
Lu Xiaozhan said, "His nickname is Black Dog. He is the champion of this competition. He is also the top underground racing driver of the Doomsday Society. He almost never loses in competitions, so he is a bit arrogant."
Lu Xiaozhan was suddenly enlightened and couldn't help but take a few more glances. This black dog had sharp eyes and a strong build. It had some gangster temperament, but when it came to the demeanor of a car god, it was definitely not as good as Zhang Kun.
Black Dog was obviously choked by Zhang Kun's words. He reached out and took off his glasses and said fiercely: "If you have the guts, compete with me to see who is more worthy of the title of Car God."
The crowd watching suddenly burst into cheers. To say that this black dog does have a lot of skills, there is no doubt that he will win this year's competition. Although he does not look very good, his driving skills are impeccable.
.And Zhang Kun became famous earlier and belonged to the earliest generation of car gods. Therefore, in the minds of these people, Zhang Kun is still an absolute idol.
Now the new car god openly challenged the former car god. The Korean youths, who were always passionate about doing good things, suddenly became energetic and started shouting and making noises.
Zhang Kun still looked calm and calm, and shook his head with a smile: "No, I have already withdrawn from this circle, there is no need to compete with you." Black Dog sneered, and just about to make a few sarcastic remarks, Zhang Kun suddenly pointed.
Pointing to Lu Xiaozhan next to him, "But you can compare with him. I taught him for two months this summer and he learned a lot from me. If you win against him, come and talk to me."
Following Zhang Kun's words, the crowd's eyes all turned to Lu Xiaozhan. Apart from his good looks, this thin young man really didn't see anything special about him that could compete with this year's champion in terms of driving skills.
Black Dog also turned his head and looked at Lu Xiaozhan, and asked coldly: "Do you dare to ask me for advice?"
The Korean people are very particular about seniority. If the younger generation wants to compete with the elders on something, it can only be said to be asking for advice. Black Dog listened to Zhang Kun's wishes. This skinny boy is his student. Since he and Zhang Kun are both car gods, Black Dog will naturally
Lu Xiaozhan is classified as one of his juniors.
Lu Xiaozhan had a smile on his face and shook his head: "No."
Everyone was in an uproar, and Black Dog couldn't help but be stunned. He turned to Zhang Kun and said, "Your students don't dare..."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Xiaozhan suddenly stopped smiling and said word by word: "You don't deserve it!"
Quiet! Absolutely quiet!
The crowded crowd on the platform all stared at Lu Xiaozhan with their mouths wide open. You must know that Black Dog's driving skills are definitely top-notch in Korea. This thin young man actually said in his mouth that he was not worthy of these three people.
Words come.
Black Dog felt that he was already very arrogant, but he didn't expect that there would be someone more arrogant than him. Moreover, this person looked younger and thinner than him. He finally managed to calm down, and Black Dog sneered.
Then he said: "Very good! Then I want to compare with you. I want to know whether I am worthy or not!"
Lu Xiaozhan frowned and said impatiently: "Since you insist on competing, I will play with you, but there is no point in competing on things that are not promising."
The black dog was so angry that he laughed: "What's your name?"
Lu Xiaozhan put his hands behind his back and said proudly: "Hong Qi!"
Black Dog didn't know what the name meant. He nodded, took out a checkbook from his pocket, wrote a series of numbers, tore it off, held it in his hand and waved it: "Ten million
!”
Lu Xiaozhan turned to Ding Feng and Zheng Junguang and said: "This opportunity to make money is given to you two, and it can be used as a business trip subsidy for this time."
Ding Feng was startled: "What the hell! Ten million? Even if I sell my kidney, I can't get that much money!"
Zheng Junguang quickly took out his checkbook, wrote down a bunch of numbers and handed it to Lu Xiaozhan, and whispered with a smile: "Boss, this is 30 million, help me win some back, I also pointed out
I’m buying a house with him.”
Lu Xiaozhan took it and then smiled at Ding Feng and said: "Ten million Korean coins are more than 50,000 Chinese coins."
Only then did Ding Feng understand. He hurriedly took out his checkbook, wrote a note and handed it to Lu Xiaozhan.
Someone from the Doomsday Society on the platform took the opportunity to place a handicap. Since Lu Xiaozhan was a newbie, the odds he got were 1 to 1.3. If he won, Zheng Junguang's 30 million would immediately become 3,000.
Nine million.
The crowd of onlookers originally came for the underground racing. The two main protagonists of today's fight were still doing their own preparations. At this time, they didn't care so much, and they also paid for it and started placing bets. Not long after, let go.
The man at the handicap had already collected a lot of bets. He nodded towards the black dog, indicating that the game could start.
Suddenly, a cold but pleasant voice came from beside him: "I bet 100 million! Hong Qisheng!"
Everyone's attention was immediately directed over there. There was a white Lamborghini parked in a corner of the platform. A girl with an oval-shaped face and a cool face was leaning against the car, looking at Lu Xiaozhan calmly.