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The staff at the window were also very busy. Usually, there would not be so many people betting on the sports car, and it was not just a matter of numbers. The amount of money they were betting on this time was not a small amount either, at least a few thousand yuan and the larger ones were already in the tens of millions!

He had never seen so much money in his life before, and this time he was truly impressed. Although the money was given to him as a cheque, it was still real money exchanged for silver and gold, not to mention this time there was really everyone here, there was actually someone carrying a gunny sack of money here, after all, he had really broadened his horizons this time.

While he was speaking, he finished a dozen or so of his work and was about to continue when suddenly a man in a suit came running out from the front. He had a crew cut and was dark-skinned, and looked like either a bodyguard or a lackey.

He was secretly nodding his head. He already knew in his heart that this was definitely another rich family that wanted to rely on their wealth and power to cut the queue. But was that possible? Of course not. What is this place? They really treated this place like their own market.

The boss had already thought of this situation before, especially since this competition was more important. There were dozens of staff members standing on both sides of the team, all of them wearing black sunglasses.

With this kind of situation, who would dare to cut in line? It would be weird if he didn't get beaten to death. He had no choice but to continue. He had just thrown out one not too long ago anyway, so he didn't mind if there were more. On the contrary, it was a sign of fairness.

As he was making a bet, he winked at the thug who was running over. The thug knew it must be someone else who wanted to cut in line. He looked ahead and saw the man in the black suit running towards him.

"Hehe, brothers, attack!"

As soon as he finished his sentence, his companions surrounded him. This guy was too focused on his work, and was only thinking about making a bet, but didn't expect anyone to come and block his path. Seeing the men in front of him surround him, he didn't say a word, and walked around them.

The big men were dumbfounded. The other side did not even put them in their eyes and did not even look them in the eye. What the hell was this supposed to be? Did he look down on him? F * ck, I don't care who you are here today! No matter which family's young master or butler you are from, you must follow the rules here. If anyone dares to mess around, then I'm sorry!

This subordinate usually didn't train his body well, but after running these two steps, his body became weak uncontrollably. Sweating profusely, he came to the window of the bet in two or three steps, breathing heavily while taking out the cheque written by his master.

"That... I... I buy a car from a god... One... "100 million!"

The ticket seller was about to get angry, but before he could say anything, he heard the words coming out of the kid's mouth. He couldn't believe his ears and his eyes almost popped out. He asked again: "How much do you want to buy?"

"100 million!" Heaven currency! "

This fellow was lying there like he had been struck by lightning in a clear sky. He had been working here for so many years, but this was the first time he had seen someone use a single mouth to suppress a hundred million!

How rich one must be to have such an arrogant tone! At this time, the thugs behind him also caught up. They were no pushovers, as this brat had ignored them just now. They had to teach him a lesson, or else how would he survive in the underworld!

As he spoke, he was about to make his move when the staff member at the window quickly stretched out his hand to stop them. He shouted, "Don't move!" The thugs were stunned and didn't know what was going on.

The staff member took the cheque in his hand and carefully looked it over. His heart skipped a beat and it was as he had expected. This person was the cheque of a certain big family, and he was not an outsider. It was Young Master Lin!

"Everyone, don't move, don't move! If anyone dares to touch this person, you're all done for!" He shouted and quickly kept the cheque. Then, he couldn't help but confirm it again. He forced out a smile and asked, "Erm … Are you sure you want to buy a car? "If it's confirmed, then I'll register it …"

Hearing that, the subordinate immediately became spirited, and nodded heavily: "Of course, this was instructed by our Young Master in advance, so we will buy a car god and a hundred million! No one is allowed to snatch it away! "

This time, his voice was incomparably loud, and it immediately reached the ears of the people lining up. The audience was in a frenzy. They had come here to bet tens of thousands of dollars on Wu Fei, while the bigger ones had bet hundreds of thousands of dollars on Wu Fei. Not many people dared to bet millions on him, but this one? 100 million from the start! Only those who were as rich as a nation could afford to spend so much!

The staff nodded. "Alright, I'll write it down for you now!"

He was extremely happy, because his job offered him a percentage of the money, which was one thousandth of the bet. If he carefully counted them, what would one thousandth of a hundred million worth of money be? That's 100 thousand! He couldn't earn that much money in a year. Suddenly, he had everything in this instant! How could he not be happy?

Seeing that he had completed the quest, his men turned around to leave. So many people were dying from the heat. It would be better to call his partner back to complete the quest as soon as possible.

On the other side, the men that Young Master Lin sent out were the first to arrive on the martial field, which was also the starting point of this race's sports car. As soon as this subordinate entered the field, he received a lot of attention, but most of it was the sound of cursing!

This was because no one in the audience had the right to enter the racetrack, but this guy had somehow broken through so many barriers. Moreover, he didn't seem like someone with status, but more like the lackey of a large family.

This subordinate couldn't be bothered with the others and directly arrived in front of Nie Fei's car. Nie Fei curiously looked at this fellow, wondering what matter he had with him. From the looks of it, he seemed to be one of Young Master Lin's underlings.

"Mr. Nie, our Young Master wants me to inform you that this track is not a good one. You have to be careful, it's very likely that the other party is up to something!"

After Nie Fei heard this, he laughed, "Got it. Go back and tell your Young Master to leave it to me. Right, if he still has money, help me press a little more. I'll double pay him back when we get back!"

The subordinate nodded, turned around, and left the arena. Immediately following that was a wave of curses from the audience, especially from those in suits and leather shoes.