Chapter 1094 Great God, Please Accept My Knees!
Chapter 1094 Great God, Please Accept My Knees!
When Ye Feng\'s car reached the finish line, he was immediately surrounded by the crazy crowd. Some of them actually knelt down and worshipped him.
This scene immediately stunned the group of drivers who had rushed over from behind.
"What\'s going on? Why can\'t I understand it?"
"Yeah, didn\'t he just win the championship? Is it necessary?"
"This competition is held once a month. I\'ve never seen them so excited before."
"Someone actually knelt down to him? Do you have to be so exaggerated?"
A group of drivers looked at the excited audience in confusion. However, after they finished watching the replay of the race, they immediately joined the army of worshippers.
The scene of Ye Feng surpassing Li Yongchao, Yun Tianchuan, and Feng Shaokun was too shocking.
Especially the last scene, which made the old drivers\' hearts jump.
The courage to not fear death was secondary. The most important thing was that he was so fast. After landing, he could immediately stabilize his direction and continue driving.
This kind of control over the car was simply appalling!
The scene of a group of people kneeling, celebrating, and shouting around the Blue Charm Night was especially spectacular!
Zhuang Xiaojiao finally came back to her senses. "I… am I still alive?"
"What do you think?" Ye Feng looked at her with an evil smile.
Zhuang Xiaojiao finally came to her senses. She hit him on the shoulder angrily. "Are you crazy? Do you know how dangerous that action was? What if you fell into a ditch? You scared me to death, b*stard."
Ye Feng had an aggrieved expression. "Didn\'t you want to play something exciting? Why are you blaming me now?"
Zhuang Xiaojiao wiped her tears and glared at him. "I said I wanted to play something exciting, but I didn\'t ask you to risk your life."
Ye Feng held back his laughter. "Is there anything more exciting than risking your life?"
Zhuang Xiaojiao was in tears. "I\'m not playing with you anymore. I want to go home."
After saying that, she pushed open the car door and got out like a child in a fit of pique.
Ye Feng had a helpless expression. He could only get off the car.
"The Great God is out…"
"God of Racing, God of Racing…"
The group of people outside surrounded him tightly and cheered crazily. He could not walk out at all.
At this moment, Feng Shaokun\'s Ferrari slowly drove back.
If it was in the past, the crowd would definitely cheer.
But today, with Ye Feng\'s amazing performance, everyone was very calm about his return. Some even looked down on him.
"The defeated one is back."
"I thought Feng Shaokun was pretty good. I didn\'t expect him to lose so badly."
"I can only say that his previous opponents were too weak. He didn\'t meet a true expert."
"I used to be his diehard fan, but now that I have a new idol, he\'s a thing of the past."
"Look at him, he looks like a dog…"
These people liked the new and hated the old. With Ye Feng as their new idol, they started to look down on Feng Shaokun.
Feng Shaokun walked over with an indifferent expression, and everyone immediately made way for him.
"Congratulations on winning the championship! According to the rules of the competition, the champion will receive a reward of 200,000 yuan." Feng Shaokun looked at Ye Feng with a complicated expression.
"Oh." Ye Feng only nodded and did not say anything.
The crowd watched the scene of the new and old car kings replacing each other, and their emotions were somewhat complicated.
"Do you dare to compete with me again?" Feng Shaokun suddenly issued a challenge.
"Wow…"
The crowd immediately exclaimed in surprise. Could it be that they still had to continue the competition? Wasn\'t this too satisfying?
But Ye Feng shrugged. "I\'m not playing anymore, I\'m a little hungry. I need to find something to eat."
As he spoke, he was about to open the car door.
"What if I insist on letting you play?"
At this moment, Feng Shaokun suddenly pressed down on his car door, his eyes full of threat.
Ye Feng turned to look at him, a mocking smile on his face. "What? Can\'t afford to lose?"
When the surrounding audience saw this scene, they immediately became excited.
The tension between these two old and new car kings was very strong. It was only interesting to watch them like this.
At this moment, Zhuang Xiaojiao ran over and blocked Ye Feng\'s path. "Brother Shaokun, we came out to have fun. What are you doing?"
Feng Shaokun stared at her for a moment and suddenly laughed. "Yeah, I came out to have fun."
"How about this? I\'ll give you 1 million yuan for an appearance fee. Please accompany me for another match. How about that?"
Everyone was shocked.
"D*mn, an appearance fee of 1 million? Isn\'t Young Master Kun too generous?"
"I feel that with this Great God\'s strength, he\'s worth this price."
"If it were me, I would definitely agree."
"With your skills, let alone 1 million, it\'s not even worth 100 yuan."
Just as everyone was exclaiming at Feng Shaokun\'s generosity, Ye Feng did not care. "Do you think I care about that 1 million?"
Feng Shaokun looked at his priceless Blue Charm Night. "I know you don\'t lack this 1 million. Let\'s change the bet. Let\'s bet on her."
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Zhuang Xiaojiao.
Zhuang Xiaojiao was stunned. "Me? Brother Shaokun, are you kidding me?"
Feng Shaokun had a smile on his face as he continued to stare at Ye Feng. "If you don\'t want to compete with me, I will ask my family to go to their house to propose marriage."
"I believe that with the relationship between our two families, Grandpa Zhuang will definitely not refuse."
Zhuang Xiaojiao wanted to curse out loud, but her heart skipped a beat and she shut her mouth. She turned to look at Ye Feng, wanting to see what he would say.
When Feng Shaokun said this, Ye Feng\'s eyes flashed with killing intent, but he quickly hid it.
"Haha, if you want to propose marriage, go ahead. What does it have to do with me? Xiaojiao and I are just friends. Are you misunderstanding something?"
Zhuang Xiaojiao was a little disappointed when she heard his words.
Just friends?