The person who stepped out of the silver GTR at the head was an aristocratic young man, flanked by a tall and beautiful woman with a well-dressed figure.

The noble son whistled provocatively, "Hey, isn't this our son of the wind, the future light of F1? Taking the girl for a ride? Did I disturb you?"

Behind the noble young master, a follower with dyed yellow hair laughed out loud, "Pfft, what a son of the wind, you are defeated every time by Brother Nan! He has never won even once!"

Another person next to him also ridiculed: "I think his shabby convoy is about to be disbanded!"

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This sentence seemed to step on Pei Yutang's sore foot, and the young man was furious: "Song Yaonan! Even if your bones are broken, my team will not break up!"

Song Yaonan said faintly: "Yes, let's not break up. If you break up, who will be at the bottom every time?"

"Hahahahaha..." The surroundings suddenly burst into laughter.

Pei Yutang cursed and roared, "Song Yaonan, don't be arrogant. I'll see you next time at the track. I'll take you out of the track!"

The yellow-haired follower laughed when he heard this: "Don't just do these lip service. If you have the ability, don't do it next time. Why don't we have a competition now?"

"That's right! Let's have a competition!" Others also agreed.

After all, Pei Yutang was young and energetic, so he immediately responded: "Let's compete!"

The people opposite seemed to be waiting for Pei Yutang's words, and looked at each other maliciously.

Song Yaonan smiled half-heartedly, "Isn't it interesting to compete directly? Why not, let's make some bets!"

Pei Yutang: "What bet do you want?"

Song Yaonan: "Haha, it's very simple. If I lose, it's up to you. If you lose, just kneel down, kowtow to me three times, and call me dad again!"

"Okay, okay! Brother Nan, this is a good bet!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Pei Yutang's face darkened: "You..."

Song Yaonan clicked his tongue, "What? You don't dare to gamble? If you don't dare, forget it! Don't force it!"

Pei Yutang: "Okay, I'll bet with you!"

Lin Yan, who had been watching for a long time, just watched helplessly as the young man stepped into the opponent's trap.

How could Pei Yucheng and Pei Nanxu have such silly brothers?

Didn't you see that people were deliberately irritating him and digging holes for him to jump into?

He obviously can't win, right?

Whether it was from his driving skills or the condition of the car itself, there was no chance of winning.

Racing is a very expensive industry. She could see that Pei Yutang had spent a lot of money on this car, but it was not enough.

Of course, with Pei Yutang's family background, it is impossible to lose this little money.

But judging from the previous conversations between the brothers, Lin Yan understood that the child had indeed run away from home.

These people probably don’t know Pei Yutang’s true identity either…

Lin Yan couldn't help it anymore and reminded her tactfully, "Third Young Master, the performance of your car is not as good as others...the chances of winning are not good..."

Pei Yutang angrily yelled, "You know nothing! I just hired someone to re-modify this at a high price! My secret weapon! I will definitely torture these grandsons!"

Lin Yan: "..."

Okay, okay, she doesn't understand...
Chapter completed!