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Nie Fei was disdainful of Jiandi's posturing. He obviously had a mouth, but he didn't need to say anything. He only knew how to fire at the gas pedal. Wasn't his feet tired?

However, in return, he also stepped on the gas twice, indicating that he understood. If he was put on airs like this, it would seem very cool and domineering and there would not be any suspicion of him intentionally acting cool.

"Wah!" The god of war! Come on! Kill that Neon Country fella! "

"We support you! Don't let him go! Let him know how powerful we are! "

"F * ck, laozi is betting everything on you to win. If laozi loses, laozi will kill you!"

The last sentence was said by a pot-bellied fatty. He wore a fat suit and his hair was waxed at the back. He was simply a standard nouveau riche.

Judging from his excited look, he must have put a lot of money behind him, but he shouldn't be putting his life on the line.

Nie Fei didn't care what this guy said. If this guy dared to come over and speak, he would have already been beaten to the ground.

He didn't care if this guy supported him or not. If he provoked him, he had to be taught a lesson. Otherwise, as an idol, where would his image be?

The one in charge of directing the start of the competition this time was finally a man. It was obvious that this man wasn't as pretty as the beauties in front of him.

However, at this time, the only person capable of standing out and commanding was this person. Lin Zheng's black suit was once again on the scene. As a notary, no one could question his ability to direct the competition.

Those who weren't happy with the beautiful hosting of the competition had long been drowned out by cheers and cheers.

Then, he lowered the window and remembered the scolding from Nie Fei. He raised his middle finger and pointed it at the other party.

Seeing Nie Fei's stunned expression, he suddenly felt refreshed in his heart. What he wanted to express in his heart was: You idiot, do you really think I won't retaliate?

Seeing the look of surprise on the other party's face, Zhu An became even more happy. 'Does he really think you're the god of heaven?'

Nie Fei turned his head and mouthed the word "idiot" before pointing a finger at Zhu An.

Currently, everyone on the field was paying attention to the two competing cars. As a result, someone immediately noticed the hand that Nie Fei was pointing at.

"F * ck!" What is that guy doing? "

"Is this a challenge to the car god?"

"F * ck you bastard, if you have the ability, get off the carriage and see if your grandpa will break your legs!"

"Damn it, a thing that eats the enemy inside out, how dare he embarrass himself here!"

The crowd on both sides saw Zhu An's gesture and quickly exploded into discussion. If there was a vegetable seller nearby at this time, they would definitely be able to change the color of the white GTR as well as the smell of rotten eggs.

Zhu An had angered the crowd, but he wasn't afraid of the stage at all. He simply raised his arm high enough for everyone to see his raised middle finger.

Seemingly feeling that this wasn't enough, Zhu An shouted at the doctor, "That's what I meant!"

The surrounding crowd instantly quietened down. Regardless of whether they were standing on Nie Fei's side or Jian Er's side, they all fell silent at the same time.

"Draw up your master!"

With the first shout, a brawny man threw his phone out and smashed it into the white GTR copilot's frame.

It's such a pity, just a little bit more. As a bystander, Nie Fei let out an unkind sigh.

Zhu An was truly retarded. He didn't know what was so stupid about it. What was so good about provoking the crowd? Was he crazy?

Seeing someone throw something at the car, Kenji felt his hair stand on end. He couldn't help but curse in his heart, 'What the hell is this stupid pig doing?'

With the appearance of the first Braveheart, everyone else quickly caught up to the rhythm. The surrounding crowd all took out their cell phones and smashed them into the ground.

The surrounding men were constantly tossing out cigarettes, lighters and other items. The ladies were much richer. There were also makeup mirrors, combs, mascara, and lipstick. It was simply too colorful.

Zhu An quickly rolled up the window under this kind of pressure. With his current glory, it wasn't a good time for him to show his face.

The black-clothed warrior was preparing to preside over the competition, but he didn't expect such a stupid thing to happen. He could only stop and observe.

Rather than saying he was observing, it would be more accurate to say that he was taking pleasure in another's misfortune. Perhaps he was helping Nie Fei out of a psychological angle, but it wasn't good for him to step forward.

If they started the race now, then it would save Kenji's car from disaster, which was not what Young Master Lin was hoping for.

"Damn it, don't these guys know what they're doing!"

Zhu An was furious inside the car, but he didn't dare to get out of the car.

Compared to Zhu An, the one who was even angrier was Kenji. He was originally going to start the competition, and now that such an accident had occurred, it was all his fault.

Bang! Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" The sound could be heard from outside the car for several minutes. However, there was nothing heavy so they were safe in the car.

If anyone got out of the car, they would be met with a fierce attack from the masses.

The black suit was originally very happy to watch the commotion, but then he suddenly realized that the brawny man who was throwing the phone at him had somehow moved a rock the size of his head.

Moreover, it was not far from the road. If he were to smash it, no matter how strong the white GTR was, the glass was still glass and it would definitely create a huge hole.

When the time came, there would be no need to continue the match. The competition would definitely be rescheduled. This was not what his boss, Lin Zheng, wanted.

The man in black hurriedly waved the flag in his hand. When he counted to three in his mind, he immediately waved it down.

Jiandi and Nie Fei, who were already focused, saw the flag waving and quickly rushed out.

The burly man was obviously a step too late. When he threw the boulder in his hand, it was only on the rut left by the white GTR.

He could only say in exasperation: "Damn it, I will teach him a good lesson later."

The black suit secretly wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Luckily he reacted in time, otherwise, he would really be in trouble today.

Although the engine of Kenji and Nie Fei's car were moving out of the ditch, which had the same momentum as the engine, the appearance was still very far off.

Because the things that the ladies throw out are more "characteristic", the white GTR is colorful.

There was lipstick in every color, even forgiving green, mascara and other things that were even more obvious. The difference between the black and white body parts was very strong.

The men's weapons also had extraordinary consequences, because they had the strength and power to inflict great damage. The white GTR's outer shell soon had many scars.

Just like this, Jiandi drove a "broken car" and flew it on the main road of the competition.