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"What!"

When Ning Yi and others heard the words of this translator, they were so angry that they were so angry.

Yang Xueming, who already has a hot temper, wants to jump out of the car and beat the racer. This is Shanghai, China. If others know that he has been insulted by a Japanese driver in the future, how can he stay in the circle in the future

Wang Muye was about to calm down and reached out to hold Yang Xueming who was about to run away, but his expression was also ugly, and his eyes were full of coldness when he looked at the driver.

He Minghao had already started to recite: "I swear that if this driver can still appear in the racing circle, I will not believe it!"

Ning Yi was also extremely angry, but unlike the real rich second generation such as He Minghao, there was no power behind Ning Yi. All he could rely on was the God-Royal System.

And just so happened that he had just obtained a "primary driving mastery" skill from the lottery of the Shenhao system.

"You are the translator of that kidney"

Ning Yi asked the man in the suit with a look of indifference.

"Yes, my name is..."

The man in the suit was about to introduce himself when he was interrupted by Ning Yi waved his hand: "I'm not interested in knowing who you are. Go and give me a message to Yoshimoto and said-I want to challenge him, a racing challenge, and ask him if he dares to agree!"

“what”

After hearing Ning Yi's words, the translator widened his eyes, "You want to challenge Yoshimoto."

"Yes, go and ask him if he has accepted my challenge!"

Ning Yi said impatiently.

"Haha, OK, I will convey it truthfully."

After the translator confirmed that he had heard it correctly, he looked at Ning Yi with a few glances as if he was a fool, and then left with a angrily snorted.

"Ning Yi, you're crazy, go challenge that little Japanese man"

He Minghao grabbed Ning Yi's arm and asked, "He is a professional driver, why are you..."

Wang Muye and Yang Xueming also persuaded each other.

"Don't worry, he's a professional driver, and I'm not bad either."

Ning Yi said calmly with a smile.

"You're not bad either"

After hearing Ning Yi's words, the few people were stunned.

Even He Minghao, who had the best relationship with Ning Yi, did not know Ning Yi's specific background. When he heard Ning Yi say this, he showed suspicious eyes.

"Don't worry, I won't fight unprepared wars."

Ning Yi continued to comfort them.

At the same time, the translator also told Yoshimoto Manosuke what Ning Yi meant.

"Haguchi, what you mean is that the rich second generation in China wants to challenge me"

Yoshimoto Manosuke looked at his translator with disbelief and asked, "Who gave him the courage to challenge me as a professional driver?"

"Ji Benjun, I believe you also know that Chinese people have always been so arrogant."

The translator has a bad impression of Ning Yi, and he naturally belittles Ning Yi in his words: "Who knows if this rich second generation in China is also a person with a brain in his mind?"

"If that happens, I will be even more unacceptable to his challenge."

Yoshimoto Manosuke waved his hand and said, "What's the point of competing with such a person? It's better to be more familiar with the track!"

Hearing Yoshimoto Manosuke said this, the translator felt it was reasonable, but thinking of Ning Yi's unreasonableness to him just now, he was a little unwilling to accept it. He glanced at him and suddenly noticed Ning Yi's car, so he suggested: "But Yoshimoto, I think that rich second-generation Lamborghini is good."

"Um"

After hearing the translator's words, Yoshimoto Manosuke also looked at Ning Yi's Lamborghini poison, and then his eyes lit up: "Is this the poison worth 2.1 billion yen auctioned in Shanghai today?"

"It should be, otherwise it wouldn't be that coincidental."

When the translator saw Yoshimoto Masatsuki, he immediately flattered and said, "Kun Yoshimoto, this car is simply a pearl covered with dust in the hands of that rich second generation. Only a great racer like you can complement it!"

"Yes, you're right!"

As a racer, especially a racer in the Supercar Championship, Yoshimoto Manosuke has almost zero resistance to supercars. "You go and tell the rich second generation of China, if he is willing to bet with this poison, why bother me to compete with him!"

"Okay, I'll tell him now!"

Seeing Yoshimoto Manosuke agreeing to the match with Ning Yi, the translator was overjoyed and came to Ning Yi again.

"Originally, as a real racer, Yoshimoto-kun is unwilling to compete with an amateur driver like you. After all, it is not a good fight. However, after seeing your sincere wishes, Yoshimoto-kun reluctantly decided to make an exception to compete with you in order to encourage you..."

The translator talked endlessly.

Ning Yi was extremely upset when he heard this. After interrupting him again, he said, "Just say it, what are his conditions?"

Ning Yicai didn't believe that the Japanese driver in front of him who said to Tian Jiawen, "Even if I lose, I won't open the track" would unconditionally agree to his challenge.

"Forehead……"

When Ning Yi interrupted his conversation again, the translator felt extremely frustrated and secretly scolded the Chinese as a ignorant race.

However, he still had to perform his translation task and said coldly: "Ji Benjun said that as long as you are willing to use this Lamborghini poison as a bet, then he will agree to your challenge."

"What!"

"Betting with Lamborghini Poison"

"No, absolutely not!"

Hearing the conditions for the translation, He Minghao and others waved their hands one after another, saying that this poison is the only supercar in China. Its value is not just as simple as 130 million on the surface. How can it be used as a bet

Ning Yi didn't expect Yoshimoto Manosuke to use this Lamborghini as a bet, but he had no objection to it, and he wouldn't lose anyway!

However, if he agreed so directly, Ning Yi felt too embarrassed, so he spoke: "It doesn't matter if I bet with this Lamborghini, but since I have taken the bet, I don't know what Ji Instin can do it."

"this……"

The translator was stunned when he heard this, and then said, "Isn't it the biggest bet for Jimoto to agree to compete with you?"

Ning Yi sneered and said, "He has such a great face. Do you believe it or not, I can spend 100 million to call several F1 drivers to compete with me."

After hearing Ning Yi's words, the translator's face turned blue and purple, and he was so dazed that he didn't dare to speak.

Because he knew that Ning Yi was telling the truth!

Although Alonso, the first-ranked F1 driver, has an annual salary of tens of millions of dollars, the annual salary of the F1 drivers ranked in the bottom ten is less than 100 million!

"You go and tell Yoshimoto, if he wants to compete with me, then show your sincerity!"

Since he knew that Yoshimoto Manosuke had his Lamborghini poison, Ning Yi was not afraid that the other party would not take the bait.

Sure enough, when the translator came back again, he told Ning Yi that Yoshimoto Manosuke agreed to Ning Yi's conditions and also brought out his own bet - his competition license!

As we all know, drivers who want to participate in international automobile competitions must go through layers of review and obtain a competition license before they can participate in the competition.

It can be said that for a race driver, a race license is equivalent to his life.

"but……"

Ning Yi was a little dissatisfied with Yoshimoto Nosuke's bet, because the symbolic meaning of this thing is far greater than that of the actual meaning. Even if Yoshimoto Nosuke lost, he obtained his license himself - but what's the use of this

Can't sell it for money.

However, Ning Yi also knew that Yoshimoto Manosuke might not be able to come up with anything that could be compared with his Lamborghini.

Ning Yi also thought that if he won, he could make Yoshimoto Manosuke apologize to Tian Jiawen.

But Ning Yi soon gave up this idea because he didn't think he had won Yoshimotoshi and forced the other party to apologize to Tian Jiawen, which would make Tian Jiawen feel better.

Ning Yi knew that with Tian Jiawen's personality, since he lost on the field, the best counterattack method was to win back on the field!

The translator didn't know Ning Yi's idea. He thought that since Yoshimoto Manosuke had obtained his game license, it was equivalent to betting on his own self-esteem. Therefore, he was not afraid that Ning Yi would not agree. What he was afraid of now was whether Ning Yi would not fulfill his bet after losing.

"Sir, since we have the bet, we naturally need a witness."

The translator spoke.

Ning Yi nodded in agreement.

“In that case, I propose that Mr. Zhang Shengguo, the director of our Nissan team, serve as witness.”

The translation immediately found the right person.

Zhang Shengguo is not only a director of Nissan Motorsports team, but also a shareholder of Shanghai International Racing. What’s more important is that he is a Chinese, and Ning Yi and others will not reject it.

"Okay, that's it."
Chapter completed!