"Young Master Yan, take down this reckless kid."
"Even if Young Master Yan gives him a ten-minute head start, he can easily win."
"Offending Young Master Yan is the same as offending the Hong Family. This kid really doesn't want to live."
"I bet, Young Master Yan will leave this guy eating dust."
The onlooking rich kids all underestimated Ye Qingfeng.
They thought he was just there to be a joke.
"3, 2, 1, start!"
As the engines of the two cars roared to life.
The race girl pulled off her clothes.
This was the signal for the race to start.
"Ohh!!"
The race girl's bold and thrilling move instantly made those rich kids howl crazily.
"Woo!"
There was a violent roar of the engine.
This was Ye Qingfeng flooring the gas pedal of the Volkswagen SUV.
"Hey! Kid, I'll let you go first!"
Hong Yan rolled down the car window, revving the engine but keeping a foot on the brake.
He looked at Ye Qingfeng with a mocking expression.
It was clear he didn't regard Ye Qingfeng at all.
