Zhou Jiajia whipped around sharply, her eyes locking onto the man who had grabbed her arm.
Zhang Tianfeng, along with the two dozen or so wealthy young people by her side and the dozen or so companions behind Zhou Jiajia, all turned their attention to Ye Long.
Standing in front of Zhang Tianfeng, Ye Long suddenly flicked up his middle finger while gesturing, "You only beat her by this small margin just now."
Zhang Tianfeng and the people around her immediately flew into a rage, shooting daggers at him with their eyes. They suspected that Ye Long was using the gesture of indicating the distance as an excuse to deliberately provoke them with the middle finger.
"Won't it be embarrassing if this gets out?"
"How about we have a showdown right now?"
Ye Long's first statement had enraged Zhang Tianfeng's group, but the second one made them freeze for a moment, and then they burst into a fit of laughter.
"Sister Feng, this guy just got out of that pickup truck. He looks like a laborer who moves goods for a living."
"Yeah, a poor nobody like him dares to act tough here. He's just making a fool of himself."
"Kid, not to mention whether you can drive a sports car or not. Even if you can, you're definitely no match for Sister Feng. You know, Sister Feng's driving skills are the best in Jiangcheng!"
The more than twenty people beside Zhang Tianfeng chimed in one after another, jeering at Ye Long. Zhou Jiajia had initially held a glimmer of hope for Ye Long, but upon hearing these words, she felt even more humiliated.
Zhang Tianfeng turned to Zhou Jiajia and sneered, "Zhou Jiajia, did you find this guy to be a joker for entertainment in advance?"
Zhou Jiajia gave Ye Long a cold, piercing look.
Before she could react, Ye Long said, "I'm a friend of her sister. Her sister asked me to come and protect her!"
"Now, let's have a duel. If you win against me, not only will I not stop her from kneeling down and calling you sister, but I'll also run around here naked!"
Zhang Tianfeng's group took another good look at Ye Long from head to toe. Ignoring the fact that Ye Long had just gotten out of a pickup truck and his ordinary clothes, just looking at his facial features and the aura he exuded, Ye Long was indeed quite outstanding.
If he were really a common laborer, he probably wouldn't have the guts to say such things, because words like these could be easily verified.
Zhou Jiajia suddenly found Ye Long rather intriguing. He was different from the teachers and coaches her sister had sent before. Those people always put on a false air of righteousness, and they'd back down at the first sign of trouble.
However, Zhou Jiajia wasn't sure if Ye Long truly had the ability to win or if he was just bluffing.
But for her, even if Ye Long lost, she'd still have to kneel down and call Zhang Tianfeng sister, so it didn't make much difference. Plus, it gave her an extra chance.
Zhou Jiajia didn't mind watching Ye Long and Zhang Tianfeng have another race. Deep down, she secretly hoped that Ye Long could win, even though the probability was extremely low.
"If I win, then you'll be the one to kneel down and call Miss Zhou sister."
"But don't worry. I'm a man. I'll cross the finish line with a lead of a whole car length and be two meters ahead of your car's rear. Only then will I count it as a win over you!"
As soon as these words came out, not only was Zhou Jiajia stunned, but the group of people behind her were also greatly surprised.
"Are you crazy!"
"What on earth are you up to!"
"Zhang Tianfeng is a driving prodigy. How can you win if you give her such a big advantage!"
These people had originally thought, like Zhou Jiajia, that Ye Long's chances of winning were extremely slim, but there was still a tiny glimmer of hope.
But with Ye Long's words, that faint hope was completely extinguished.
Besides being shocked and disappointed, Zhou Jiajia was also a bit confused. Why was he giving the other side such a big advantage?
Could he be a driving prodigy too?
But even if he were, he'd need a high-performance sports car to fully demonstrate his abilities.
Zhou Jiajia believed that the main reason she had lost to Zhang Tianfeng earlier was that her car's performance was inferior, not that her driving skills were lacking.
Zhang Tianfeng had been a bit worried at first, but when she heard Ye Long say something so foolish about giving her an advantage, her worries vanished completely.
"Fine, I accept your challenge. But let's make it clear. If you lose, you have to run around here stark naked!" A malicious smile of triumph flashed in her eyes.
Ye Long nodded. "It's a deal. But when you kneel down and call Miss Zhou sister, make sure you shout it out loud."
Zhang Tianfeng snorted, nodded, and then turned around. Surrounded by a group of wealthy young people, she walked towards her yellow-and-black sports car.
Ye Long looked at Zhou Jiajia and found that she was looking at him too, with a complex expression in her eyes.
Ye Long had originally wanted to call her "little sister-in-law," but considering the large number of people present, he thought it inappropriate. So he said, "Miss Zhou, after I win this race, you have to come back with me to your sister's place and continue your studies!"
Zhou Jiajia narrowed her eyes, her gaze icy cold.
Only then did Ye Long notice that Zhou Jiajia had fiery red hair, her lips were painted red, and she was dressed in bright and eye-catching clothes, exuding a sense of fashion and boldness.
Ye Long felt that her temperament was completely different from her sister's. Her sister was like an iceberg, while Zhou Jiajia, although also cold, was more like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment, full of boldness and a hint of danger.
Suddenly, Zhou Jiajia moved closer to Ye Long and whispered something in his ear.
In the eyes of Zhang Tianfeng's group, it looked as if Zhou Jiajia was getting cozy with Ye Long and snuggling up to him.
"What a slut!" Zhang Tianfeng couldn't help but curse.
Ye Long caught a whiff of the nice fragrance on Zhou Jiajia. When he heard her words, he resisted the urge to step back.
After whispering, Zhou Jiajia stuffed the car keys into Ye Long's hand and then turned and walked away.
Several men nearby were clearly green with envy. "Jiajia, what were you whispering to him?"
"Does he even know how to drive? How could you just give him the keys!"
"In my opinion, this guy is just trying to show off, thinking he can win your favor like this!"
"He's nothing but a clown in my eyes..."
"Shut up!" Zhou Jiajia suddenly snapped coldly.
Although the men surrounding her were unhappy, they didn't dare to say anything more.
The looks they gave Ye Long were filled with jealousy and hatred.
Ye Long got into the car, adjusted the seat, and started the sports car.
The helmet was a bit too small for him, so he decided not to wear it. A man dressed in denim signaled for Zhang Tianfeng and Ye Long to drive their cars to a zebra crossing.
When Zhou Jiajia saw that Ye Long had successfully driven the car next to Zhang Tianfeng's, she felt a sense of relief.
He can drive!
Ye Long saw Zhou Jiajia looking his way and raised his hand, making an OK gesture at her.
Zhou Jiajia nodded, but her eyes had a strange look in them.
The secret words that Zhou Jiajia had whispered to Ye Long were to ram Zhang Tianfeng's sports car with all his might later.
As long as he damaged Zhang Tianfeng's car, even if Zhang Tianfeng won the race in the end, she would agree to go back with Ye Long and continue her studies.
Zhang Tianfeng had left a very bad first impression on Ye Long, so Ye Long was more than happy to avenge Zhou Jiajia and teach Zhang Tianfeng a lesson.
"Drive to the end of the mountain ahead, go around a century-old banyan tree, and then come back to the finish line here!"
"Five drones will broadcast your race live throughout the whole process!"
"Get ready now. The starting signal will be the sound of a cannon!"
The man in denim looked at Zhang Tianfeng and then at Ye Long. Several drones nearby had already taken off.
"Boom!" The man in denim suddenly opened a ceremonial robe.
"Vroom!"
With two loud roars, just as Zhang Tianfeng was about to speed off, Ye Long suddenly jerked the steering wheel and rammed the front of his sports car into the rear of Zhang Tianfeng's.
A huge hole was smashed into the rear of Zhang Tianfeng's car.
Everyone was left in shock.
Zhang Tianfeng gritted her teeth in anger, gripping the steering wheel tightly, and forced herself to drive the car forward.
Zhou Jiajia watched as the two cars sped wildly towards the distance. Her heart was pounding with excitement and surprise. She never expected that Ye Long would be so bold as to directly confront Zhang Tianfeng right from the start!
"This guy is so fierce!"
"Oh my god, I misjudged him before!"
"He's so awesome!"
Even the men around Zhou Jiajia who had been jealous of Ye Long couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration for him.