Chapter 249: Does the van count as a car?

Ye Zhimei just woke up like a dream, subconsciously, she put her hand in Zhang Yifeng's palm.
Familiar feeling, warm palm, Ye Zhimei suddenly felt tears in her eyes.
It's just that there are 10,000 reasons in her heart, why does he appear here? Has he been looking for himself?
If Zhang Yifeng didn't find herself, but met her, would it be the fate of the Buddhist school?
Fate is destined to meet Zhang Yifeng!
Just when Ye Zhimei's thoughts were complicated, a cold shout came: "Boy, who are you?"
This loud shout naturally came from Fang Zhen. He specially took Ye Zhimei out to show off, but was robbed of the limelight by the man who appeared suddenly. Who is this Shabi who is wearing a street-brand T-shirt?
How dare to a woman from his young master!
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng looked at Fang Zhen, but said lightly: "Get out."
The voice is indifferent, not mixed with the slightest emotion.
As soon as this sentence came out, all the sons around laughed.
"Yo, Young Master Zhen, the horse was robbed."
"Haha, your woman's heart doesn't seem to belong to you, you are not even as good as a bun."
"Young Master Zhen, did you bring a woman on a special trip to make us happy today. Congratulations, success made us laugh."
Hearing the discussion around him, Fang Zhen's face became even more ugly. He often came to Broken Soul Mountain for drag racing. More than 80% of the people here knew him. Today, this face is a shame.
"Little Miscellaneous Mao, you have a kind of saying what you just said again, believe it or not, Fang Zhen asked you to lie down!"
Fang Zhen spoke viciously.
As soon as his words fell, Zhang Yifeng's indifferent voice came again: "Go away!"
"Who is this kid, kind of kind."
At this moment, the elder brothers around were not smiling, they all looked at Zhang Yifeng in surprise. Don't this kid know Fang Zhen? Still have some background. It didn't give Fang Zhen any face, didn't this make Fang Zhen unable to step down in front of everyone?
"ask for it."
Fang Zhen's face became cold, and she whistled directly. A few attendants of the commercial vehicle knew, and quickly walked towards Fang Zhen.
"Young Master Zhen, break his leg and tear his mouth."
Several men geared up, seemingly intending to teach Zhang Yifeng a lesson.
"Fang Zhen, the game will begin soon, so you shouldn't have trouble. I think so, your grievances should be ended in one game." A middle-aged man suddenly came out, and he should be a man with a face and a face. .
This middle-aged man is also kind to help Zhang Yifeng a favor.
When Fang Zhen saw this middle-aged man, the jealousy on his face had disappeared a lot, but he still said coldly: "Brother Biao, do you think this has a car?"
Hearing this, Brother Biao turned to look at Zhang Yifeng and said, "Do you have a car?"
Zhang Yifeng thought for a while and said, "Does the van count?"
As soon as Zhang Yifeng said these words, the young people who had been watching the excitement in the crowd suddenly felt bad. This brother is not talking about his Wuling Hongguang van, right?
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Damn, he's not going to let himself go racing with these people who drive famous sports cars, right?
This kid is almost crazy, he was bragging in the car just now. Although he also wants to drive a car happily, but no matter how much he wants to drive, he dare not drive a van to go racing with a sports car.
The more he thought about it, the less confident he was in the young man's heart, because Zhang Yifeng actually glanced at where he was.
"The van?"
As soon as Zhang Yifeng's words came out, even Brother Biao was taken aback. In the parking lot of Broken Soul Mountain, he has seen almost all cars, except that he has never seen a van. Those who come here are embarrassed to drive a van.
However, the men and women at the scene were all people who watched the excitement, and there were handsome men and women booed: "Of course the van counts as a car, come on, go racing with them, maybe you will be the next God of Broken Souls. . We are optimistic about you."
"Yes, after watching so many races, I have seen almost everything. I have seen a few domestic sports cars, foreign sports cars, and even supercars. I really haven't seen a van. Brothers, come to a thrilling race. Let's open our eyes."
Brother Biao heard the discussion around him, raised his hand, and said: "Don't make a fuss, since there is no car, then forget it. I originally wanted you to ease your grievances by racing."
Who knows, Brother Bin's words fell, Zhang Yifeng spoke again: "It's okay, since everyone wants to watch the van and the sports car racing, then I will satisfy everyone's wishes. Young Master Zhen, right? I want to compete with you, do you dare to fight?"
Wow!
When Zhang Yifeng's words came out, the audience was in an uproar. The original lively scene suddenly quieted down. Everyone looked left and right, looking at each other, as if they could not believe their ears.
"Um, did we hear it wrong? This kid actually took the joke seriously, he really wants to challenge the sports car with a van!"
"Crazy, this kid must be crazy. If the van is not thrown away by the sports car for more than a kilometer, I lose!"
"Yes, just this accelerating straight line will be far behind."
Brother Biao was also dumbfounded, and said, "Little brother, don't be arrogant, this is almost incomparable."
Zhang Yifeng still said quietly and quietly: "I don't know how I can't compare." Then, Zhang Yifeng looked at Fang Zhen again and said, "Dare to fight?"
Fang Zhen smiled coldly: "You are insulting yourself, why don't I dare to fight? If my Ferrari loses to your van, my car will be given to you directly!"
Zhang Yifeng nodded faintly and said, "Well, I will barely accept your car. Besides, if you lose, don't bother my woman from now on."
The "my woman" in Zhang Yifeng's mouth naturally refers to Ye Zhimei.
Ye Zhimei's body trembled at the time, and a warm feeling came out of her heart for no reason. She subconsciously took Zhang Yifeng's arm.
This familiar feeling made her eyes burst into tears. It seems that at this moment, it is back to the Zhou family banquet.
Familiar feeling, familiar body temperature.
God, are you suggesting to yourself? When you decided to forget him, you actually let him appear in front of you again.
"No problem, if you lose, please leave her too. With all due respect, you are not worthy of her!"
Fang Zhen sneered coldly. He never thought that he would lose. If Ferrari loses to the van, his car in recent years will be in vain.
"Brother, where is your car?" At this time, Brother Bin's voice came again. Since the person driving the van insists on dragging the car, it should be a farce. Anyway, everyone wants to see the excitement.
"my car……"
Zhang Yifeng turned his head and looked at the young man hiding in the crowd.
After the young man discovered that something was wrong, he had already backed up many steps, almost hidden among the crowd, but Zhang Yifeng's eyes were like radar, and he found him accurately.