Although this girl named Ling'er looks pretty well-behaved, her domineering look in her expression is not very complimentary.

However, Cao Nian and Xu Nuo, who stood beside him, just smiled and didn't take it to heart. After all, in their eyes, this girl is just a child. After all, they are adults, so should they compete with one child?

Of course, Cao Nian and others didn't care, but some people were quite dissatisfied.

"Scared? What a joke, will we be afraid of you? Brother, I promised them, isn't it just a challenge? Don't let people underestimate us!" Chu Jianqing suddenly squeezed out of the crowd and said noisy.

Because of his height, Chu Jianqing was mixed up among the crowd and was not conspicuous.

But when she emerged, she immediately confronted Ling'er with tit-for-tat, full of gunpowder.

The eyes of the two women were almost bursting with fire.

As a mature woman, Xu Nuo was naturally much higher than the two little girls and did not participate in this "battle". On the contrary, Xu Nuo subconsciously reached out to pull Chu Jianqing's hand, hoping to calm her down. However, the moment Xu Nuo raised her hand, she suddenly felt that her clothes were pulled. Although she felt inexplicable, Xu Nuo gave up her previous thoughts in a daze, and just reached out to brush a strand of black hair in her ears.

"What qualifications do you have to make decisions? Can you speak in your team?" Ling'er looked up and down at Chu Jianqing and said contemptuously.

"I can't speak. Is it enough for you, a guy who is not dry? You might have run out secretly, don't play any tricks of running away from home, otherwise you will be spanked when you go back!" Chu Jianqing was not polite at all.

"Who do you think is a child? Are you just talking about it-" As he said that, Ling'er rolled up her sleeves, as if she wanted to compete with Chu Jianqing. Fortunately, Zhao Changyu stretched out his hand, grabbed her collar, and picked it up directly, hanging it in the air like a clothes hanging, swaying around.

"Let me go, the surname Zhao, the captain asked me to come with you, not to let you bully me! You bastard! I want to go back and complain! I want to tell all the good things you did--" Ling'er, who had short limbs, struggled and danced, and looked like a groundhog caught by someone, and almost bit Zhao Changyu's arm.

Chu Jianqing looked at the other party in such a embarrassing manner and smiled so hard that he leaned back and forth.

Zhao Changyu suddenly snapped his fingers, and after a crisp sound, Ling'er's noise suddenly disappeared. Everyone didn't even know if they were deaf or the girl suddenly became mute.

"Is this the art of silence?" Cao Nian whispered.

Xu Nuo said in his ear: "Where do I know?"

Cao Nian smiled bitterly.

Zhao Changyu put down the girl in his hand. As soon as the latter fell to the ground, he still stuck his waist, stamped his feet, and cursed. However, everyone only saw the girl's mouth moving, but could not hear any sound.

After a while, Ling'er seemed to notice the abnormality, because no matter how rude she spoke, the other party was indifferent and even wanted to laugh. Only then did the girl realize that she was touched by Zhao Changyu, so she scolded Zhao Changyu again, and punched her several times.

Cao Nian and Zhao Changyu both had a bit of embarrassment on their faces.

None of them expected that the two petite girls would be like this when they collided together.

"I'm so sorry, this guy doesn't understand the rules very well." Zhao Changyu apologized to Cao Nian for Ling'er.

Cao Nian nodded, and at the same time he also glanced at Chu Jianqing who was dragged into the room by Chen Lang. "My team member is also a little rude, which makes you laugh."

The two of them smiled at each other, which was considered to have exposed the matter.

"About the challenge you mentioned?" Cao Nian returned to the topic, "I don't think it's a point to challenge a level 7 team or a level 8 team."

Zhao Changyu shook his head and explained: "No, our challenge is not aimed at your combat effectiveness. After all, you are one level behind us. If we want to fight you, I think you have no chance of winning. Sorry, I am not looking down on you, but in front of the seventh-level team, the eighth-level team is indeed not an opponent."

The Reincarnation Squad has a total of nine levels, and each level of improvement is a qualitative leap. The seventh-level team does not take the eighth-level team seriously, just like the eighth-level team does not take the nine-level team seriously. After all, the strength gap is there, and the strong have the arrogance of the strong, which is inevitable.

Cao Nian understood this very well, so he did not think that what Zhao Changyu said was too excessive.

"What did you say?!" Zhang Yang suddenly became uneasy when he heard the other party's words. What he hated the most was the pretentious guy. Although Zhao Changyu was telling the truth, in Zhang Yang's opinion, it was tantamount to the biggest provocation. The other party seemed to be saying that your team was not worthy of being our opponent.

How can I bear this?

"Zhang Yang!" Cao Nian was really having a headache. What should come?

"This guy looks so despised people, and he actually came to provoke him! Brother Cao, you can tolerate this, you are still a man! Let's teach this guy a lesson now, fat man, Zoro, don't pull me, don't pull me!" If Zhang Yang hadn't been pulled by the two men around him, he would have rushed out with the wild horse that had run away and killed Zhao Changyu.

"I'm really sorry..." Cao Nian waved his hand, Zoro and the fat man understood and set up Zhang Yang and took him back to the house.

Zhang Yang was reluctant to leave. When he left, he grabbed the door frame tightly, and his nails turned white.

At this point, only Xu Nuo was still with Cao Nian at the door of the room.

"Now, all the guys who are in the way are gone." Cao Nian breathed a long sigh and asked, "What exactly is your challenge?"

Zhao Changyu took out an envelope and handed it to Cao Nian, and said, "Don't you know Captain Cao likes racing?"

Racing?

"No, someone is looking for us to race? Is this a performance of speed and passion?" Chen Lang couldn't help but slap his thighs with his robotic arm. For a moment, a harsh metal trembling sound came from the whole room. After sending Zhao Changyu away, Cao Nian opened the envelope and read it once, and passed it to everyone in the team except Zhang Yang to read it. Chen Lang was the last one and the most excited one. I think this man can't wait to go racing.

"I'm also very surprised. Logically speaking, the battle is imminent, and each team should prepare for the final strengthening and running-in. Why are there anyone still having the leisure to do something about racing?" Cao Nian said in confusion.

"Maybe it's not a serious competition? It's also possible to seek revenge on us in the name of the competition?" Chu Jianqing thought of Ling'er and felt that the other party was not kind and was angry.

Cao Nian frowned and said, "Avenge? We and Han Hun have no grudges, so how can we take revenge? What's more, Chu Xian, the Silver Fox and his group have a bad relationship with Han Hun. Could it be that they have revenge on us? Chu Xian still has to compromise with Han Hun for help?"

Although Cao Nian was just speculating, his words were agreed by everyone.

"I have an idea." The fat man thought while wiping the scope, "What if racing is also a part of the same-plane war? Do you think it is possible?"

"You mean--car chase?"

Everyone can't help but think of Hollywood's classic car chase war, war films, police and gangster films, and action films.

Chu Jianqing said blankly, "If this is the case, wouldn't our Hummer suffer a little? After all, speed is a very critical attribute for chasing a car."

Xu Nuo said: "This is just our speculation. We cannot be sure whether this is the case."

Cao Nian smiled slightly, "Since you don't know, just ask the insider."

The fat man wondered, "Who should I ask?"

Cao Nian took the phone from Zorro's hand and a low male voice came from inside.

"Haha, Cao Nian, why do you have time to contact me?"

"Brother Wang, I have something to do..."

Everyone in the team closed their mouths except Zhang Yang in the corner.

After a few minutes, Cao Nian hung up the phone with a smile, and then his face suddenly became serious.

"What do you mean?" Chen Lang asked.

"The Blood Shura told me that there may indeed be a car chase battle in the battle, but the possibility is not high. Of course, some teams with a little strength will also make some preparations for this, such as finding some teams to engage in a "car chase battle" with them in the name of "racing cars". " Cao Nian said.

The fat man suddenly realized, "It seems that Han Hun wants us to train. I guess they have invited more than one of us."

The high-quality track of the three districts hundreds of kilometers is not only for the racing party to entertain. At this critical moment, the lane is also a battlefield!

"What do you think? Are you going?" Cao Nian began to solicit everyone's opinions.

"Go, if you retreat like this, will you still be considered a man?" Chen Lang was the first to raise his hand to agree.

"If you don't go, why should you be a sparring coach for them? We are not their servants!" Chu Jianqing voted against it.

Xu Nuo glanced at Cao Nian and said gently: "I'll listen to you."

Cao Nian nodded, "Although we are doing a sparring training for them, we just took this opportunity to hone ourselves. We have never had a car chase war."

Now there are three votes agreeing.

The fat man shook his head and said, "Anyway, I don't need to go for a car chase."

He is a sniper, not a racing thug. Fatty are not interested in such things.

Now only Zhang Yang is left!

"Haha, brothers, for the sake of the Brotherhood! Go!" Zhang Yang sat in the corner, wearing VR sunglasses, and posed for a sword swing.

In the virtual world, this guy is charging forward with all his troops!

"Oh..." Cao Nian rubbed his forehead.
Chapter completed!