Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 430 Brother Feng, Society

There was a lot of people on Qiuming Mountain, and the sound of DJ was deafening.

Tang Yan's car slowed down when it reached the mountainside, and he was not annoyed by being overtaken by luxury cars. He even took out a cigarette and gave Fan Chengfeng one, and the two smoked.

"You don't seem to be keen on this kind of thing,"

Fan Chengfeng said he couldn't understand this point. How many men don't like the feeling of racing?

Tang Yan curled his lips, "These people are all lunatics,"

"Racing is fun for a while, the family crematorium, haven't you heard of it?"

Fan Chengfeng's tone suddenly became sluggish, this guy is not only not keen on racing, but even very disgusted.As soon as these words came out, Fan Chengfeng's desire to try it himself faded away. This shit is far away in the capital city, and he doesn't even have a trolley.

There is no competition between cars and people.

After driving slowly all the way to the top of the mountain, the grand occasion of Qiuming Mountain naturally fell into Fan Chengfeng's eyes.

The luxury cars were lined up in a row, and the lights kept flickering.

Those rich men and beautiful girls were sitting on the roof of the car, some were dancing on the roof, and some were shouting wildly, splashing beer.

Everyone enjoys this carnival very much, as if tomorrow is the end of the world.

It was indeed crazy, Fan Chengfeng hadn't even got out of the car, and the shouts came rushing in, making people feel their blood boiling involuntarily.

Tang Yan didn't want to get out of the car at all, Fan Chengfeng suspected that this guy's childhood was completely gloomy.

"When you were young, besides practicing martial arts, what fun did you have?"

Tang Yan shook his head, "I haven't even practiced martial arts well, so what qualifications do I have to seek fun?"

The words were full of sourness, which made Fan Chengfeng look at him in surprise, as if no one stimulated this guy.

"Now I understand the saying that if you fall behind, you will be beaten,"

Tang Yan's stimulation came from Fan Chengfeng. He was older than Fan Chengfeng, and he came from a family of martial arts like the Tang family in Sichuan and Shu. Whether it was innate conditions or acquired resources, he was better than Fan Chengfeng, a young man who rose from the fields. too much.

However, in front of Zhao Hao, he didn't even dare to say a serious word.

And what about Fan Chengfeng?
Grabbing Zhao Hao's collar and spraying, Zhao Hao had no choice but to flatter and apologize.

As for wanting to mend the relationship, Fan Chengfeng just said something casually, and Zhao Hao couldn't ask for it.

In other words, as long as Tang Yan tonight is a junior master martial artist, Zhao Hao would not dare to be so presumptuous.

This has nothing to do with family background, but a question of one's own strength.

Tang Yan used to be very conceited, but when Fan Chengfeng appeared, he had unknowingly become a mountain in front of Tang Yan.After a few contacts, Tang Yan seemed to realize the gulf-like gap between the two.

At this moment, Tang Yan was faced with two choices, either to catch up, or to sink, and even Fan Chengfeng would become a demon in Tang Yan's martial arts in the future.

"Ha, I am very pleased that you can have such an understanding."

Fan Chengfeng smiled and patted Tang Yan on the shoulder, "Just don't envy brother too much, brother is a legend after all."

It was rare to be serious, but Fan Chengfeng made such a shameless remark, Tang Yan was a little bit dumbfounded.

When the two got out of the car, Zhao Hao, who had been here before, seemed to have returned to his home field, surrounded by a group of flattering dog legs, and the girl tried to come here.

At this moment, he immediately became the person who attracted the attention of all.

Fan Chengfeng watched from the side, and this time it was his turn to speak sourly, "In the future, my son will also be noticed."

Tang Yan twitched the corners of his mouth. If the place was changed to Sichuan and Shu, he would still have attracted so much attention.

But after Fan Chengfeng finished speaking, why did Tang Yan feel that he was mocking him?
The reason why you are so arrogant is because your surnames are Zhao and Tang, that's all.

This is so sad!
But obviously Fan Chengfeng just said that casually, and didn't even look at Tang Yan after he finished speaking.

Zhao Hao waved to Fan Chengfeng and said, "Brother Feng, let me introduce some friends to you."

Brother Hao, who always called him brother when he went out, actually called a young man with an unfamiliar face, Brother Feng. Once this news spread, it would definitely cause an uproar in some circles in the capital city.

When many people were wondering where Fan Chengfeng came from, Fan Chengfeng had already calmly came to Zhao Hao's side.

At this time, the place where Zhao Hao is is naturally the focus and center of the audience.

"Everyone is called Brother Feng,"

Zhao Hao waved his hands to the surroundings, and then suddenly heard various Feng brothers coming and going at different paces.

Fan Chengfeng glanced at Zhao Hao speechlessly, feeling that this guy was doing it on purpose.

In the scene in front of me, if the group of young masters were a little more orderly, and then there was a bowing man, wouldn't it be a scene where Brother Feng recognized his younger brother?

"Uh, what are you doing making such a big noise, I just want to watch the game in peace."

Fan Chengfeng scratched the back of his head. It was basically impossible for Zhao Hao to spend his time in the capital quietly and low-key if he did this.

"That's fine, just do whatever you want, brother Feng and I will watch the game quietly."

Zhao Hao kept his posture very low, as if he wanted to regard himself as Fan Chengfeng's reliable younger brother, and Zhao Hao would do what Fan Chengfeng said.

Swinging away the onlookers, Zhao Hao took Fan Chengfeng and Tang Yan to the only building on the top of the mountain.

The three-story bungalow was brightly lit, and there were many people busy inside.

"This is mainly responsible for the transmission of game images, and the images seen outside are all sent from here."

"We can watch it up close here, and it's not a big screen, and our eyes won't be so tired."

Zhao Hao's explanation confuses Fan Chengfeng, but he still follows him into the small mansion.

Because of what Fan Chengfeng said earlier, Tang Yan had no choice but to follow in.

The footsteps on the first floor are a little hurried, because the game is about to start, and various shooting equipment needs to be tested.

But Zhao Hao took Fan Chengfeng directly to the third floor. There was only one room on the third floor, and there was a huge monitor inside. A middle-aged man in a suit was standing by the window watching the lively scene outside.

"Master,"

After Zhao Hao opened the door and came in, the middle-aged man immediately shouted respectfully.

"Show me the profiles of the contestants this time,"

Zhao Hao waved his hand, and the middle-aged man looked at Fan Chengfeng curiously, but followed his advice and took out a folder from the drawer.

Zhao Hao handed the folder directly to Fan Chengfeng, which made the latter very confused.

"Competition, it's always fun to bet on it."

Tang Yan said something seamlessly behind, and Fan Chengfeng suddenly realized.

He took the folder, casually flipped through a few pages, and then fell silent.

(End of this chapter)