Fang Lan immediately approached, took Fang Yan's hand, and whispered: "What are you talking about, brat? Do you know how dangerous that is?"
Racing is different from ordinary driving. What if you get injured? Parents don't have to worry to death."
Fang Yan didn't say anything, but the smile on his face was gentle.
Fang Lan was extremely nervous: "You are still laughing! You have to worry about me to death to make you happy. Well, I will go and tell Fang Yu that you are not allowed to compete!"
After saying that, she was about to turn around, but Fang Yan grabbed her.
"Sister Lan, don't worry, I'll be fine."
"you……"
Before Fang Lan finished speaking, Fang Yu smiled and said: "A competition? Haha, Fang Yan, it's not that I don't give you face. If you compete with me, you will at least have a sports car. Do you have one?"
When Fang Yan heard this, he looked around and said, "Can't the cars in the garage over there be driven?"
Several people looked at the garage, and Fang Jiahao immediately laughed and said: "Haha, Fang Yan, are you here to be funny? You want to race my brother in a public car?"
There are indeed many public sports cars for rent in the racing club. After all, not everyone who comes here to play may have their own sports car.
However, for those professional or close to professional racing drivers, they will naturally not rent a car to go to the track.
They all have their own cars.
Some young men with good conditions or high-level racing drivers even have many cars. Some are kept in the garage at home, and some are parked directly in the exclusive garage of the club.
This is the case with Fang Yu's Ferrari 296.
Fang Yan raised one eyebrow slightly: "Why not? Renting a car is enough to win you over."
Hearing this, Fang Yu stopped smiling and frowned.
"Fang Yan, are you too crazy? Do you really think you can win anything by bragging?"
Fang Yan chuckled: "You talk a lot, do you dare or don't you?"
Fang Yu stared: "What are you afraid of? Okay, I'll give you half a circle!"
"No need, Miao Xue, go choose a car with me!"
After saying that, Fang Yan pulled Fang Miaoxue towards the garage.
Fang Lan stood there, nervous and angry.
Why is Xiaoyan like this? Is this racing a joke?
"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyan also said angry words, listen to my sister, you are not allowed to compete!"
Fang Yu shrugged: "There is no way, Sister Lan, you have also seen it, he is seeking death on his own, it has nothing to do with me!"
"But...but if something happens, how can I tell grandpa?"
Hearing this, Fang Yu also had some scruples, and then he sighed: "Okay, okay, sister Lan, don't worry, I will teach him how to behave, and I promise not to play with him seriously!"
Seeing that Fang Yu could not be persuaded, Fang Lan immediately ran towards the garage.
Fang Tian beside him said nothing, but had a smile on his face.
This matter has nothing to do with her, just for fun.
At this moment, her phone rang.
"Brother? Are you done? We are in Haoma, do you want to come?"
…
In the garage, Fang Yan was thinking about which car to choose to race with Fang Yu, when Fang Lan trotted over.
"Xiaoyan, you are so disobedient, I won't allow you to compete with Fang Yu!"
Fang Yan turned around and looked over. Before he could speak, Fang Miaoxue shook his arm: "Brother, I...I'm afraid..."
Fang Yan smiled: "Don't be afraid, brother is here. Sister Lan, Miao Xue, do you want to get in the car?"
"ah?"
The two of them were stunned at the same time.
"Let you feel anti-gravity."
"Anti-gravity? Xiaoyan, how long has it been? Are you still kidding me?"
Fang Lan was almost dying of anxiety. She was not in the mood to joke with Fang Yan here.
Fang Yan smiled: "Sister Lan, you don't know, when I was in Tianzhou, I actually practiced sports cars, which is considered a professional level."
Fang Lan was stunned when he heard this: "What? Have you practiced? Is it true?"
"Of course, if you don't believe me, just ask Miaoxue, she knows."
Fang Miaoxue was stunned. When had her brother ever driven a sports car?
When they were in Tianzhou, it was true that wherever they went they would be picked up and dropped off in luxury cars.
At this time, Fang Yan directly patted the roof of a yellow Ford Mustang.
"Just this one, it's spacious!"
"Wide...spacious?"
Fang Lan opened her eyes wide. Although she didn't understand sports cars, she also knew that in order to win the race, the focus should not be on spaciousness.
At this time, Fang Yan had already called the staff over and started the car rental procedures.
"Sir, I heard from Brother Yu that you want to compete with him?"
the staff member said.
Fang Yan nodded: "Yes."
"This... is this the car you choose?"
"What's the problem?" Fang Yan asked.
The staff member shook his head and smiled: "No, there is no problem. The procedures have been completed. Just pay attention to your safety."
"Thanks!"
Fang Yan turned around and left, and the staff member smiled.
"That's great. Let's race a 296 with a Mustang... I've never heard of it. Are you kidding me?"
At this time, Fang Yu had already driven his car out of the garage and was waiting for Fang Yan on a track.
Fang Jiahao: "Brother, he's so handsome. I'll give Fang Yan a lesson soon!"
Fang Yu changed into his racing suit and put on a helmet. He sat in the cab and made an OK gesture towards Fang Jiahao.
"Fang Yu, you'd better not cause anything to happen. My brother said he would be here soon!"
Fang Tian said.
"What? Brother Haoze is coming over?" Fang Yu shrugged, "That kid is lucky, I'll just teach him a lesson!"
Fang Tian nodded and said nothing more.
At this time, several people saw a yellow Ford Mustang driving over.
Fang Yu couldn't help but take off his helmet and took a closer look.
"Fang Yan, are you driving this car to race against me? The market price of this car is only three to four hundred thousand!"
Fang Yan lowered the window. Compared to Fang Yu, who was wearing professional equipment, he was still wearing his own clothes and didn't even wear a seat belt.
"You have someone else in the car?"
Fang Yu opened his eyes wide and drove the car with him? Not only would this affect the speed, it would also be very unsafe. Did he not want his life?
"What? You don't dare?" Fang Yan said.
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, seeming to understand something.
"Hmph, you want Sister Lan and Miao Xue to be in the car so that I will have some scruples? You are really despicable!"
Fang Jiahao said: "Fang Yan, do you think this is interesting? Why don't you just admit defeat?"
Fang Yan glanced at him: "Tell me what you want to bet on."
"Do you really think you can win? You're so crazy. What do you want to bet on?"
Fang Yan thought for a while: "Eight million is okay?"
"Haha, of course it's no problem, but... what if you lose and can't come up with anything?" Fang Yu said.
In fact, among the three generations of the Fang family, except for Fang Haoze, who was allowed to have control over tens of millions, the other children did not have that many.
Fang Yu's inventory is only one to two million.
The reason why he agreed was that he couldn't find any reason to lose.
Previously, he had doubted whether Fang Yan was holding something back, but when he saw the Ford Mustang, he was completely convinced.
It is simply a fantasy that a 2.3-displacement vehicle can win the race against a 3.0-displacement vehicle...
"Of course I can get it, otherwise it's up to you to do whatever you want!"
"good!"
After saying that, Fang Yu stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out of the starting point like an arrow from the string.
And the Ford Mustang...is still there.
Seeing this, Fang Tian couldn't help but smile to himself, for eight million... Fang Yu was quite embarrassed.
But it’s okay, Fang Yan loves to talk nonsense so much, so we should teach him a lesson.
If he can't come up with eight million by then, I'm afraid Fang Yu and Fang Jiahao brothers will punish him.
"Hahaha, chase, let's see how this snail can catch up with the cheetah!" Fang Jiahao laughed.
Fang Lan frowned slightly: "What's going on with Xiaoyu? Didn't I agree to give you half a circle?"
Fang Yan smiled slightly, his expression still calm.