"Brother! Are you interested in competing with me?"

The rich second generation looked at Qin Yuan with disdain:

"How dare you compare a broken piece of bread with my sports car worth tens of millions? Do you think you are qualified?

The girl standing next to the second-generation rich man saw Qin Yuan's face, and her eyes lit up. However, when she saw Qin Yuan actually driving a broken car, she slowly shook her head.

"What? Don't you dare? If you don't dare, just keep your shabby car at home and don't drive it out. It will be embarrassing. Can't your sports car be better than my bread?"

Qin Yuan shook his head and mocked the rich second generation. The angry second generation immediately threw away the cigarette in his hand and said fiercely to Qin Yuan:

"Damn it! Let's have a try. If anyone loses, they will take off their clothes and run 200 meters!"

"Okay!"

After hearing this, Qin Yuan agreed with a smile.

"Okay, let's start from here and run all the way to the top of Swan Mountain. Do you know Swan Mountain? There is a winding mountain road there! It's a professional running track! Whoever gets there first wins!"

Qin Yuan didn't know anything about Swan Mountain, but he still nodded, sat in the car, then made a gesture to the rich second generation, and started the car directly.

"You are seeking death on your own!"

The second-generation rich man cursed loudly, then suddenly started the car and drove out!

"Buzz!"

The sports car roared and ran straight out, while Qin Yuan also followed closely behind in the minivan.

The rich second generation looked through the rearview mirror in front and saw the little bread following closely behind him, with a hint of surprise on his face:

"Damn, you are definitely not a mediocre person! That bun has definitely been modified!"

"Don't think that the modified bun is awesome, I'll show you how awesome I am!"

At this time, the rich second generation stepped on the accelerator again, and the sports car let out an amazing roar like a crazy lion. It felt like it was kicked violently in the butt, and it went faster again.

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But what surprised this rich second generation was that even though he had accelerated, the bun was still following closely behind him.

Like a ghost, constantly looming in his rearview mirror!

"Fuck, you can't get rid of this? I still don't believe it!"

At this time, the rich second generation was also a little surprised. If this little bread really changed to this kind of behavior, it would probably cost a lot of money.

But now is not the time to praise. The rich second generation gritted his teeth and tensed up, wanting to shake Qin Yuan's bun away. His speed increased a little,

But at this time, they had already driven to the suburbs, and there were many fewer vehicles around. Seeing this situation, the rich second generation suddenly became extremely excited.

With fewer cars, the performance of this sports car can naturally be unleashed.

The second generation of rich people were so excited that they drove their sports cars on a rampage and did not obey the traffic rules at all.

Finally, the rich second generation found that he seemed to have thrown away the minivan behind him, because the minivan had disappeared from his rearview mirror.

"Haha, I finally got rid of this idiot. I won't even let you eat the exhaust fumes!"

The rich second generation screamed in surprise, but the woman sitting in the passenger seat said:

"Brother Kai, I just saw that he seemed to be waiting for the red light..."

What the hell?

After hearing this, the rich second generation's brows instantly wrinkled.

Is this guy crazy? He's waiting for a red light during a race?

"Damn it, I'm actually being honest with such a person!"

"Then I'll go directly to the top of Swan Mountain and wait for him. I'm still waiting for him to run around naked. If he dares to play tricks on me, I'll kill him directly!"

The rich second generation cursed, looked at the few cars around, and headed towards Swan Mountain crazily!

Qin Yuan looked at the rampaging sports cars. He didn't expect this rich second generation to be so crazy and even ignore the traffic rules.

Looking at this, I want to take advantage of this opportunity to get rid of myself!

Qin Yuan sneered and directly adjusted the speed limit of the sports car to 500 kilometers per hour.

The reason why he was slowly following behind the rich second generation just now was because Qin Yuan was not used to this sports car yet, so he limited his speed to 200 kilometers per hour.

Even if you have the best performance in the city, it is difficult to fully display it, so Qin Yuan took this opportunity to practice his skills.

But now that we have arrived in the suburbs, we can relax a little!
Chapter completed!