Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Lin Xian glanced at him and said, "You want to learn inertia drift around corners, but don't want to crash, where do you find such good things?"

That's not wrong.

Every cool and handsome car trick is honed through countless car accidents. People who play racing, who haven't had a few accidents? Unless you're like Lin Xian, who has a system.

Yellow hair hesitated, eyes struggling.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Great God, I'll listen to you. When I have pocket money next month, I'll buy a FC!"

Go for it!

Lin Xian waved his hand, signaling that he could scram.

Watching the blonde youth leave, Mu Wanqing asked suspiciously, "If he buys an FC, will you really teach him?"

Lin Xian said with a mischievous smile, "Don't worry, he won't be able to buy one! The FC has been out of production for over twenty years!"

Mu Wanqing couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. After really getting to know Lin Xian, she found her junior quite interesting and very mysterious. The FC has been out of production for over twenty years; even if he's lucky enough to buy one, whether it can run is still a question, not to mention drifting.

At least within a few months, that blonde won't bother him again. Besides, who knows if he'll even be able to find him.

Wei Xun also saw the scene just now.

Actually, he also wanted to get closer to Lin Xian, maybe learned a few tricks. After all, the drainage ditch corner just now completely refreshed his worldview. But at this moment, the result of the race is still unknown, which makes him extremely irritated, and he has no mood to discuss it at the moment.

Wei Xun smoked irritably, and on the other hand, Huang Yijing was no better, his face frighteningly somber.

Before the race, the long-haired beauty he hugged poured him a glass of mango juice and said considerately:

"Yijing, have a drink!"

Huang Yijing took the cup absent-mindedly, smiled perfunctorily, and said, "Thanks!"

However, just after he took a sip, he immediately spat it all out.

"Didn't you know the old me hates mango the most?"

Huang Yijing's expression turned ferocious, smashing the glass in his hand and slapped the long-haired beauty's face.

The crisp and loud sound of slapping echoed on the racetrack.

Just from the sound, you could tell this slap was powerful, merciless.

The long-haired beauty covered her face, stood there pitifully, bowing her head and weeping.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xian couldn't help but slightly frown. It seems Mu Wanqing was right, this guy, although he hides well on the surface, is inherently a mad dog, flipping his face faster than flipping a book.

Possible that one second he's smiling at you, the next second it's a slap.

Mu Wanqing collected her smile, showing undisguised disgust on her face, while others seemed to be used to it.

Maybe someone couldn't stand it, but in the end, they could only choose silence. After all, people hit their own girlfriend, what's it to you?

Moreover, those who seem pathetic often have hateful aspects.

That long-haired beauty looks pitiful, but why is she with Huang Yijing? Everyone knows it clearly!

Time, atmosphere became exceptionally silent.

Tsk tsk! Huang Dagou, you really are a mad dog, even hitting women!

Wei Xun's mocking voice broke the silence. Others may fear Huang Yijing, but he does not.

Huang Yijing sneered coldly, "I hit whoever I want, what's it to you!"

Hearing this, Wei Xun stepped forward, patted his head, provocatively saying, "Then why don't you try hitting me?"

Spicy Strips, you seem like you want to spar with me? Huang Yijing's expression was icy as he also stepped forward.

The air was thick with gunpowder, seemingly about to lead to a fight at any moment.

Seeing this, the blonde youth quickly stepped forward, grabbed Wei Xun, and tried to dissuade him, "Brother Spicy Strips, let it go, we're all friends, no need to make a fuss over trivial matters."

Wei Xun shoved the blonde youth away, sneering, "Who the hell is a friend with him? I don't make friends with dogs, let alone mad dogs."

Honestly speaking, Wei Xun has a foul mouth, enough to infuriate anyone to death.

"Fuuuuck you!"

Huang Yijing exploded instantly, taking off his suit jacket and charged over, leaping forward with a punch. Wei Xun was not a pushover, after taking a hit, immediately kicked at the opponent's stomach.

In an instant, the two began brawling.

Seeing this, Lin Xian raised an eyebrow, turned to ask, "Do they often do this?"

Mu Wanqing was obviously surprised, explained, "They used to just dislike each other, at most spat a few words. Fighting is the first time."

The two were leaning against the Ferrari, casually talking while watching the show.

Tsk tsk, a fight between Jinling's two super second generation, this is pretty sweet.

Honestly, to Lin Xian, a brawl between Director Wei and Huang Yijing is like elementary school kids fighting, completely unstructured, just aimlessly swinging.

But soon, the initial one-on-one battle quickly escalated into a group fight.

Though they're all mixed in the same circle, there are still degrees of closeness and distance.

Like that blonde, clearly has a better relationship with Wei Xun, helping him during the brawl.

Many went up to break up the fight, and in the process, ended up joining the brawl themselves.

Amongst the crowd, the one who's most excited must be Meng Xiaowan.

She's got a wildly energetic personality, face flushed red, standing aside shouting and screaming, looking particularly thrilled.

This type of person is typical of fearing nothing and stirring up more trouble.

Watching for a while, Lin Xian felt a bit bored, said, "I'm leaving, what's your plan, Xuefu?"

Mu Wanqing said unexpectedly, "Leave now? Your prize hasn't been taken yet!"

"Forget it, who knows how long they'll fight!" Lin Xian shrugged, helplessly said. As for that Vacheron Constantin watch, he really didn't care; completing the task alone rewarded him with 8.88 million cash. As for the watch, just consider it the entry fee.

Wait, I'll go and break up the fight!

Mu Wanqing said, and quickly walked toward Wei Xun and the others.

In any case, she's part of the Jinling Second Generation circle, since Lin Xian is brought by her, she must have some answer for this situation, otherwise what does this all mean?

Lin Xian grabbed Mu Wanqing, shook his head with a smile, "Forget it, let me go instead! Wei Xun and Huang Yijing are already in a red-eyed frenzy, the group fight scene is a chaotic mess, Mu Wanqing going in would likely get hurt."

While saying, Lin Xian loosened his tie, unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, and quickly stepped forward.

Seeing his back, Mu Wanqing lightly blushed.

Truth be told, Lin Xian's actions just now were quite charming to her.

Honestly, even though he has Jeet Kune Do master-level fighting skills, to fight ten strong men is a bit out of his range, at most five or six is his limit.

The second generation crowd fighting, although there are a dozen or so, they're hardly akin to strong men, each with flimsy legs, no regular exercise over the years, consumed by alcohol, they've long hallowed out their bodies.

Noticed how Wei Xun and Huang Yijing took so many punches yet remained spirited?

It shows their punches weren't strong enough. "Guys, stop fighting! Take a break!" Lin Xian stepped forward and patted one person's shoulder.

That person turned his head, seeing it was a stranger who patted his shoulder, couldn't help but angrily say, "Who the hell are you?"

Haha!

Lin Xian smiled slightly, without saying much, suddenly applied force on the hand resting on that person's shoulder, fiercely yanking down.

Crack!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bones breaking, the opponent immediately let out a scream akin to a pig being slaughtered, clutching his arm and falling to the ground.

The pig-scream was very loud, and also extremely miserable.

Suddenly drew everyone's attention.

Even those fighting were startled by the scream, all stopping their movements.

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