Chapter 618

These two posts were sent by a Chinese driver and Yuwen Bo respectively. The reply broke through thousands in just 10 minutes. Almost everyone thought it was incredible. At the same time, they thought that the Koryo drivers headed by park Changjun and the whole Koryo underground racing industry were too shameful!

"The Koryo drivers led by park Changjun don't respect the spirit of the contract and can't afford to lose!"

"I suggest that you do not go to Korea to participate in the race in the future, and Koryo drivers are strictly prohibited from participating in the competitions all over the country."

There are also initiatives to resolutely boycott Korean drivers and to participate in the race in Korea, and has received positive response.

"Why is Chen Feng, a Chinese cyclist, so skilled?"

"Who is stronger, Chen Feng, a Chinese driver, or Gesen, the No.1 black car list?"

In addition, there are also people who are curious about Chen Feng's driving skills and who is stronger between Chen Feng and Gesen.

For all this, Chen Feng did not know, even if he knew, he would not care.

When Park Changjun takes people away, Chen Feng, accompanied by Ji Hong and Yu Wenbo, walks to the three story building.

"Chen Feng! Chen Feng

Seeing Chen Feng coming, the crowd scattered automatically, forming a narrow passage. Other Chinese drivers, the audience and the staff of the underground racetrack looked at Chen Feng with a kind of admiration and worship, shouting Chen Feng's name, as if to welcome the hero to return home.

"Brother Feng, why are you so good at driving?"

When Chen Feng returned to the VIP Hall on the third floor, Yu Wenbo finally couldn't help asking the question.

He thought that Chen Feng was just powerful in martial arts, but now it seems that Chen Feng's driving skills are not bad at all, even the world's strongest.

Hearing Yu Wenbo's inquiry, Ji Hong looks at Chen Feng curiously and expectantly, waiting for Chen Feng's answer.

Chen Feng wry smile: "I was only interested in racing when I was a child."

"Every time I practice martial arts, I will go to the racetrack to practice driving."

"In addition, I am a warrior. Compared with ordinary drivers, the warrior is much better in terms of reaction and physical strength. In this case, it is not difficult to drive the car to the limit."

"I see!" Yu Wenbo suddenly realized.

"I think Chen Shao's talent is also against the weather. There are more people practicing martial arts, but I haven't seen one as powerful as Chen Shao." Ji Hong expressed his views.

"It's just a game. There's nothing against the weather." Chen Feng smiles and doesn't care.

"Chen Shao, maybe it's nothing to you, but to us Chinese drivers, you are the God in their hearts! Today is also a day worth celebrating and remembering in the Chinese underground racing industry

Jihong sincerely said that, in his identity, all felt that tonight's blood was boiling, not to mention other Chinese drivers?

"It should be a day worth celebrating and remembering throughout China."

Yu Wenbo echoed with a smile: "now, the whole network is exploding. Not only the circle of friends, microblogs, but also major portal websites are reporting Park Changjun's grandson's kneeling down to admit his mistake. Brother Feng is called a national hero by netizens!"

"I'm not a national hero."

Chen Feng shook his head and whispered, "the real national heroes are the revolutionary martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the founding of new China and the Chinese soldiers who protect the motherland and the people in silence."

"Without the former, there would be no present for us; without the latter, there would be no peace and prosperity for us!"

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Yu Wenbo and Ji Hong deeply thought it was natural, and their faces were solemn.

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Yu Wenbo and Ji Hong deeply thought it was natural, and their faces were solemn.

At the same time.

Over Yanjing airport, there is a private airliner flying from London.

There are only a few passengers on this plane.

Among them, two beautiful women with white skin, high nose and fair hair and blue eyes are particularly attractive.

Both women were in their twenties.

One of them was wearing a pale blue chiffon dress of Greek style and a string of pearl necklaces on his neck.

The other was wearing a fur white open shoulder long skirt, the beautiful clavicle loomed, and the hem of the skirt was slightly raised, revealing two long and straight legs.

When the plane appeared over Yanjing, the beauty in the white off shoulder dress couldn't help but turn her eyes to the woman in the light blue dress beside her.

"Hathaway, have you heard from him?" Although the beauty in the white dress has a typical exotic appearance, her pronunciation is pure Chinese accent.

"He?" Hearing the words of the white dress beauty, Hathaway was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No

"Annie, Huaxia is too big."

"There are 1.4 billion people in China. It is impossible to find him by one name."

"I know, so I came to China in person this time." The white dress beauty named Annie nodded gently, and her mouth lifted a touch that was enough to make the sun and the moon pale with a beautiful smile.Hathaway was speechless: "Annie, is that Chinese man really so important to you?"

"You are the princess of the royal family. If you let the princes of various countries know that you have traveled thousands of miles from the eagle kingdom to China for a man who only met once, they will be angry to death."

"What they think has nothing to do with me. All I know is that I have to find him... " Anne's firm face, although she and only met the man on one side, but that side, but enough to let her remember for life!

"Annie, have you ever thought about a possibility?" At this moment, Hathaway suddenly spoke.

Annie was stunned: "what's possible?"

"The Chinese man is married." Hathaway said.

"Annie, the last time you saw him was eight years ago."

"Eight years ago, the Chinese man was about sixteen years old. Now eight years later, he is at least twenty-four years old."

"Twenty four years old, in China, is the age to start a family."

"What would you do if he was married?" Hathaway looked at Annie.

"Married?" Annie frowned. "Can't a Chinese man have two wives?"

Hathaway's face was covered with black lines. "Annie, you're a Royal Princess. How can you serve a man with other women?"

"What happened to the Royal Princess? Why can't a Royal Princess serve a man with other women? "

Annie curled her lips: "I don't care, I must see him this time."

"Even if he is married, I will tell him that I like him."

"Well, after getting off the plane, I'll ask those Chinese officials to help you find it, but don't have too much hope. After all, eight years have passed, and it's not sure whether he is in China now." In the end, Hathaway was defeated by Anne.

She knew that if she didn't help Annie find the man this time, Annie would never let go.