Peerless Forbearance System

Li Feng has a level 99 racing proficiency, so it is naturally impossible for him to be afraid of Fu Zefei.

Hearing that if he lost the car, he would smash his sports car on the spot, he immediately became interested.

"Don't regret it." Li Feng played with taste.

"I regret that I am your grandson!" Fu Zefei said confidently.

What are you kidding?I'm a professional sports car. Is your BMW M3 an egg?You can't beat me in ten seconds.

"Where is the end point?" Li Feng asked.

"The modification shop at the foot of Zhenming Mountain, whoever reaches the destination first wins."

Fu Zefei said proudly: "I lost and smashed the sports car. If you lose, you also have to smash the M3, right? Although the price difference between the two cars is a lot, I can let you."

"I can't lose, get ready to buy a hammer, and remember to hire a few more people."

It's not that Li Feng looks down on Fu Zefei. He is a 99-level go player and beat Ke Jie, the world's number one player.

The 99-level racing car proficiency should also be the top level of the profession. It must be easy to win against a little Fu Zefei.

"Hey, don't be impulsive."

Ye Lingnai persuaded in a low voice: "I think you have a temporary license plate, it must have been purchased not long ago, why are you racing with Fu Zefei?"

"Trust my driving skills." Li Feng said with a smile.

"It's not a question of driving skills. His car is a professional sports car. It's much faster than your M3. You can't beat him."

Ye Lingnai continued to persuade Li Feng.

"Ayano, don't try to persuade him. Since he wants to pretend, let him play it to the end. Maybe, his modification skills are super powerful, and this M3 can reach the speed of a rocket."

Fu Zefei showed a mocking smile.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start quickly." Li Feng said lightly.

Ye Lingnai sighed, she knew Li Feng's temper was very stubborn, she definitely couldn't persuade him.

Alas, when Li Feng loses, I advise Fu Zefei not to be too serious, otherwise this M3 is a new car, and Li Feng must be very distressed if it is smashed.

Huh.its not right!

Ye Lingnai suddenly thought of a good idea.

If Li Feng lost the race car and she persuaded Fu Zefei to give up smashing the car and saved Li Feng more than one million yuan, wouldn't Li Feng owe her a favor?
At this time, if she asks Li Feng to teach her kung fu again, he must not be able to refuse!
"Wow! Ye Lingnai, you are such a genius~" Ye Lingnai smiled.

At this moment, she very much hoped that Li Feng could lose this race.

Afterwards, Li Feng and Fu Zefei waited until one o'clock in the night, and there were almost no cars on the road, and the risk of drag racing was greatly reduced.

"Buzzing—"

With the roar of the motor, the time came to one thirty.

The two cars rushed out suddenly, like two violent hurricanes, galloping towards the destination!

"Wow so fast!"

Ye Lingnai opened her eyes slightly, she had never experienced the feeling of drag racing.

The starting speed, acceleration, and linear speed of Fu Zefei's sports car far surpassed Li Feng's M3, widening the gap from the very beginning.

"Hehe, an M3 still wants to race with me? Your fucking brain has been kicked by a donkey."

Fu Zefei glanced at the rearview mirror, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Hehe, Li Feng must have lost."

Ye Lingnai was also secretly happy in her heart, she had already started to think about how to let Li Feng, who owed her a favor, teach her great kung fu.

However, what Ye Yanai didn't expect was that the following situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

The two cars came to the first corner one after the other.

The non-professional Fu Zefei slowed down immediately, otherwise at his current speed, he would definitely rush out of the road.

Li Feng quickly closed the distance without any sign of slowing down.

"Li Feng, what are you doing? Slow down!" Ye Lingnai turned pale with fright.

Li Feng won't mess around just to win, will he?

The prerequisite for him to teach Kung Fu is that both of them are alive and well. She is young and in her prime, so she doesn't want to have a car accident.

Li Feng ignored Ye Lingnai and made a beautiful drift, passing the curve perfectly.

"what!"

Ye Ayano had only played drifting in games, and this was the first time she experienced drifting in person.

If she was not wearing a seat belt, she might have flown out.

"It's okay for me to fuck?"

Fu Zefei was also stunned. He never expected that he had overtaken Li Feng by so much just now, and was overtaken by him with a single drift.

"Isn't this guy a novice?"

At first, looking at the temporary license plate of M3, he judged that Li Feng must be a novice.

How could a novice with a new car win against his sports car without getting used to it?
Fu Zefei didn't consider the possibility of losing at all.

But at this moment, an ominous sign rose in his heart...

"Damn it! What's wrong with drifting around corners? The gap between a professional sports car and an M3 cannot be made up by drifting. Let's see how I can overtake you in a straight line!"

Fu Zefei gritted his teeth, slammed on the accelerator, and chased after him.

The professional sports car was extremely fast, and soon caught up with Li Feng, but he was stuck on the road, preventing Fu Zefei from overtaking him.

Fu Zefei thought of more than a dozen ways to overtake, but he resolved them one by one.

"This guy is really dirty driving!"

Fu Zefei felt that Kong had brute force, but he punched Mianmian hard. The feeling of powerlessness was too uncomfortable.

It is clear that the speed of the sports car is far faster than the M3, but he is stuck and unable to overtake.

"Fuck! I crashed to death..."

Fu Zefei had an idea to drive a sports car into Li Feng's M3.

However, the speed of the two vehicles is extremely fast. Once a collision occurs during high-speed movement, a rollover may occur together.

No, my life is more important...Fu Zefei thought to himself.

Twenty minutes later, the two cars came to the modification shop at the foot of Zhenming Mountain.

Li Feng's M3 arrived first, announcing the result of the race.

"Have you brought any money with you? Shall I buy you a hammer and hire a few people to smash it with you?"

Li Feng smiled at Fu Zefei.

"..."

Fu Zefei felt very aggrieved, as if he had eaten a live fly, his face was livid, and he didn't say a word.

This sports car is worth more than 600 million. If it is smashed, it will be his flesh!

If he had known about Li Feng's driving skills early on, he wouldn't have raced against Li Feng no matter what.

But God knows that Li Feng, who drives a new car, is actually a master of racing.

All kinds of drifts and card positions, without the slightest mistake, no wonder he is so confident...

"Hey, isn't this Young Master Fu? Why are you so interested in coming here today? Do you want to modify your sports car?"

A young man with colorfully dyed hair, with a cigarette in his mouth, greeted Fu Zefei from a distance.

"It's okay, I raced with someone once, and the whole city was stuck by him."

Fu Zefei said a little uselessly.

"Racing?"

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Fu Zefei's sports car, and then at Li Feng's M3.

The two cars drove over one after another, it must be a duel between the sports car and the M3.

"It's amazing, brother, you drove an M3 and won Master Fu's sports car. What's your bet? Why don't you take me for a spin?"

The young man smiled with great interest.