Boss, he really doesn't want rich and powerful families to compete for favor

Shen Wang glanced at the dozens of burly men surrounding him, the expression on his face remained unchanged.

"Does less know what I hate?"

Yue Mingyao frowned, "What?"

Shen Wang stood up and moved his wrist carelessly.

"I used to hate people calling me trash. Now, I hate people calling my husband disabled."

Before Yue Mingyao understood the meaning of this sentence, he saw Shen Wang leaping in the air, kicking out his long legs quickly and ruthlessly.

Those who were kicked by him flew out like sandbags, screaming.

In an instant, the sofa was empty.

Shen Lu landed on the ground, his movements were flowing like clouds and flowing water, and he looked at Yue Mingyao with his chin slightly raised.

"Less less, now?"

Yue Mingyao felt his heart skip a beat.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the young man standing in the middle of the box.

The young man obviously looks so slender and soft, but the domineering aura exuding from his whole body is so dazzling that no one can ignore it.

The blood all over his body began to boil, Yue Mingyao licked his lips, his eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Very good. Since Young Master Shen is so powerful, why don't we have a competition."

Shen Zhulan raised his eyelids lazily, his tone was flat, "Compared to what?"

"Racing car. Set up a life and death certificate in advance, Madam Fu, do you dare?"

Shen Huang laughed, turned around and walked out of the box.

"You should be honored."

***

Suburbs, Ningguan Mountain.

Ningguan Mountain is famous for its steep twists and turns, and countless car accidents occur here every year. At the same time, it is also the most beloved holy place for racers.

At this time, the top of the mountain was full of voices.

"Which short-sighted person dares to race with Yue Shao? Do you want to die?"

"Does the other party not know that the less we can handle in the racing world?"

"The man who raced less and less was lying in the hospital last time, and he is still not recovering. Why can't this man think about it so much?"

Hearing these discussions, Fu Jiangchen's expression became even uglier, and he asked Shen Huang angrily.

"Why did you agree to Yue Mingyao's car racing? Are you crazy? Did you know that Yue Mingyao is called a god racer?"

Shen Zhu checked the situation in the car calmly without raising his eyebrows.

"do not know."

Fu Jiangchen choked: "..."

He opened the car door, grabbed Shen Zhuang's arm, trying to pull him out.

"Come down. I'll find Fu Shen and ask him to talk to Yue Mingyao."

Originally, he didn't want Fu Shen to know, but it happened that Yue Mingyao asked him to call Shen Wang out, so he called Shen Wang.

If he had known this was the case, he might as well have gone to Fu Shen directly, as losing face is better than losing life.

At this time, Yue Mingyao stepped forward.

He changed into a black motorcycle suit, and his two straight and slender thighs were wrapped in leather pants, which were particularly eye-catching.

Hearing Fu Jiangchen's words, he smiled wickedly, "If Mrs. Fu is afraid, what I said before is still valid."

Shen Wang raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile, "I think there are fewer and fewer people who are scared? Otherwise, why are there so many words?"

Yue Mingyao's face suddenly darkened, "Then we will wait and see."

When Yue Mingyao left, Shen Wang looked at Fu Jiangchen, "Don't worry, I've never lost."

Fu Jiangchen: "..."

Damn, I'm even more worried.

He had a broken face, "This is no joke, come down, I'll call Fu Shen."

He admits that Shen Zhu's skills are good, but the one hit in the box just now almost made his jaw drop from shock.

But racing depends on driving skills and courage, no matter how good the skills are, it is useless.

Shen Wang pressed Fu Jiangchen's hand holding the phone, "Don't worry, I'll be fine if I say it's fine."

The young man smiled lightly, with a firm smile, and the confident light in his eyes almost burned everyone's heart.

All of Fu Jiangchen's nervousness was miraculously calmed down.

The thought that Shen Wang would definitely win suddenly popped up in his mind.

Depend on.

Is he bewitched?