Chapter 210： want revenge

"I don't want your Porsche either!"

"Kneel down and kowtow to me a few times!"

"When you see me in the future, just call me big brother!"

Lin Fan didn't take Feng Junlong's words seriously either.

It is impossible to lose.

It is impossible for Lin Fan to lose to this rookie.

"Then let's get started, I have other things to do!" Lin Fan said.

"Young Master Feng, it looks like this kid is in a hurry to call you big brother!"

Those people all laughed.

"very good!"

"We will compete on this track to see who can finish five laps first!"

"is that OK?"

"no problem!"

Feng Junlong got into his Aston Martin and drove to the starting point.

Game start.

Both were catapult starts.

The rear wheels rubbed against the ground, and there was a smell of burnt tires.

"Young Master Feng, come on!"

"Young Master Feng must win!"

…

Those young men shouted to Feng Junlong.

At the beginning, the two cars went hand in hand, and it was impossible to tell the winner in a short time.

Feng Junlong is also an old hand at racing, so he didn't pay attention to Lin Fan at all.

However, when it came to the corner, Lin Fan's advantages were immediately revealed.

Porsche made a perfect drift and successfully cornered.

"What?"

Feng Junlong also performed a drift, but unfortunately, his drifting skills were not as good as Lin Fan's.

Seeing that he was lagging behind Lin Fan, Feng Junlong frowned, and he stepped on the accelerator to the end.

But after one lap, Lin Fan was in the leading position.

Unwilling to be reconciled, Feng Junlong continued to speed up.

If he loses to Lin Fan, he will not be able to get along in the race track in the future.

In this race track, who doesn't know that he is nicknamed Dongming Xiaobailong.

Lin Fan left Feng Junlong far behind.

Finally, five laps were over.

"I'll **** you!"

Feng Junlong stopped the car, his face was very ugly, and he hammered the steering wheel several times.

Unexpectedly, he lost to Lin Fan.

Seeing Lin Fan win against Feng Junlong, the faces of the young men watching were ashen.

Lin Fan got out of the car with a smile on his face.

"Sorry, I won!"

"Give me the car keys!"

Feng Junlong unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car with gloomy eyes.

"It is undeniable that your driving skills are really good!"

Lin Fan said, "Don't talk about those useless things!"

"You have already lost!"

"Fulfill your promise!"

Feng Junlong looked at Lin Fan coldly, he had no intention of handing over the car keys.

"Do you know who I am?"

"How dare you speak to me in such a tone!"

Lin Fan said blankly, "I don't care who you are!"

"Why, can't afford to lose?"

If Feng Junlong doesn't give it, then Lin Fan doesn't mind grabbing it directly.

"Let me tell you, our Young Master Feng is..."

Feng Junlong interrupted the man, "There is no need to tell him!"

"Anyway, I won't give you the car!"

"What can you do with me?"

Feng Junlong made a very embarrassed expression.

"Are you sure you want to be a rascal?" Lin Fan suddenly smiled.

Those who know him should know that he is about to start.

"I'm just kidding..."

"ah!"

Before he could utter a single word, Feng Junlong was grabbed by Lin Fan's right hand.

As Lin Fan twisted hard, Feng Junlong let out a scream on the spot.

"To give, or not to give?"

Lin Fan looked cold.

"You...you dare to do it!"

"What are you still doing in a daze, let's go together!"

Feng Junlong turned pale, and said to those young men.

"I'll give you a lung!"

"How dare you hit us, Young Master Feng!"

"beat him!"

…

Those people started together, wanting to teach Lin Fan a lesson.

However, they were not Lin Fan's opponents at all.

Lin Fan knocked one down with one move, and within half a minute, those people were lying on the ground.

"Young Master Feng, this is a master!"

Those people were frightened by the beating, got up and retreated in embarrassment.

"Trash, with so many people, he can't beat him alone!"

Feng Junlong was very angry.

"You better shut up!"

Lin Fan kicked Feng Junlong's leg.

Feng Junlong knelt down on the spot.

Lin Fan also ignored Feng Junlong and took the Aston Martin car keys in his hand.

"How dare you steal my car!"

"Let me tell you, my dad is the chairman of Fanghua Hotel!"

"If you are sensible, you'd better kneel down and apologize to me immediately!"

Feng Junlong was furious.

However, Lin Fan didn't seem to hear it.

"I'll take the car!"

"If you don't agree, you can come to me at any time!"

"By the way, I almost forgot to tell you that I am the owner of this racing track!"

Lin Fan laughed.

"Boy, who are you lying to!"

"Just you? Or the owner of this racetrack?"

"Be careful that the cowhide is blown!"

Feng Junlong didn't believe it.

But at this time, the manager of the racetrack had already brought someone over.

"Mr. Lin, are you okay?"

The manager of the racing track came to Lin Fan, a little nervous.

After he heard that something happened here, he immediately brought people here.

If Lin Fan had an accident at the racing track, then he would definitely not be able to be the manager any longer.

"Feng Junlong, do you have eyes?"

"This is the boss of our racetrack!"

"What?"

Feng Junlong frowned even deeper.

It never occurred to him that Lin Fan was also the owner of the racing track.

Could it be that the Aston Martin is really going to be given to the other party?

Feng Junlong was very unwilling.

"I'm fine!"

"This car is mine now, put it away first!"

Lin Fan handed over the car keys to the manager.

"Okay, Mr. Lin!"

Seeing that Lin Fan was not angry, the manager was relieved.

"Feng Junlong, let me tell you!"

"In the future, you will be blacklisted by our racetrack!"

"Don't even think about coming in again!" The manager looked at Feng Junlong coldly.

Feng Junlong clenched his fists and remained silent.

"Are you going by yourself, or do you want me to drive you away!"

"let's go!"

Feng Junlong gritted his teeth, and led those people away in embarrassment.

It's okay to lose the game, but in the end, he lost to Lin Fan with an Aston Martin.

Thinking about it makes me angry.

The manager had the Aston Martin taken away.

"Mr. Lin, I never expected that your driving skills are so good!"

"Win that Feng Junlong!"

Feng Junlong often comes to the racing track, the manager knows Feng Junlong's driving skills.

In the end, Lin Fan easily defeated Feng Junlong.

This made the manager doubt whether Lin Fan is a professional racing driver.

Lin Fan circled the racetrack for two more laps before leaving.

However, it didn't take long to leave the racing circuit.

Lin Fan found himself being followed.

"It's him again!"

Lin Fan knew it was Feng Junlong, and frowned.

That guy wasn't beaten enough, so he even brought his face closer.

"Go over and force that car to stop!"

Feng Junlong was not reconciled to being beaten by Lin Fan.

So after walking out of the racing track, Feng Junlong immediately called for someone to come over.

He intends to show Lin Fan some color.