"Wow!"

At this moment, the audience who were watching the competition suddenly stood up and looked at the big screen on the track, each looking very excited.

The two racing cars drove towards the finish line with a distance of more than 300 meters, and the leading one was a silver-white sports car.

"Sun Mo won!"

The brothers standing next to Xiao Feng also looked at the big screen at the same time. After seeing the silver-white sports car driven by Sun Mo, they were all excited and determined that Sun Mo had won.

“Buzz…!”

Not long after the sound of the crowd fell, a racing car drove quickly from far to near. Before the car arrived, the explosion sound had already been delivered to the spot.

Xiao Feng looked at the silver-white sports car running over the track, and understood that Sun Mo's victory was a foregone conclusion. Thinking that he was about to go on stage instead of Wang Tao, there was a hint of enthusiasm in his eyes.

That is a loving feeling for the familiar field.

"Brother Feng, let's go!"

Then, a group of people around him called Xiao Feng and were about to walk to the track to welcome Sun Mo.

...

At the same time, the silver-white sports car driven by Sun Mo rushed across the track and won the race.

Then, he drove the car to the repair site and asked the staff to maintain his car.

Just as Sun Mo was about to leave, another racing car soon arrived at the repair site.

"Yohe, are you a little capable, Sun Mo."

The next moment, a few young people came over. Before the person could reach Sun Mo, a sarcastic voice had already been heard.

Hearing the strange voice from the monster, Sun Mo frowned and looked at the few people. After seeing who came, he snorted coldly and said tit-for-tat: "It's not that I have the ability, it's that your people are too useless."

"Hey, Sun Mo, you just won a game to the death. Do you think you won't lose in the next game with Yao Wei on the court? Tsk tsk, it's better if you don't have a chance to win!"

A young man with a cold and arrogant expression looked at Sun Mo and said disdainfully, and he had already made a point of view on the winning or losing of the next game.

"Haha, Lao Wang, you say this, it's not enough for our Young Master Sun to lose face. He finally won the game. Isn't that appropriate?"

Another young man said in a frivolous tone, looking at Sun Mo with provocation. He deliberately aroused Sun Mo and wanted to anger Sun Mo, so that Sun Mo would take the initiative to give Sun Mo a good look.

"Haha, you need to be a little enlightened!"

Hearing this, the man shook his head and said to Sun Mo mockingly: "Sun Mo, so what if you win one game with all your might? Anyway, you can't save the outcome of losing in the third game. Why not just block it now and break a leg yourself?!"

At this moment, he decided that in the third game, Sun Mo's side would lose, and he said to Sun Mo without any burden in his heart.

Hearing his companion's words, Yao Wei, who was about to play in the third game, said proudly to Sun Mo, who had a gloomy face: "Tsk tsk. Mr. Sun, after I won the third game, I really can't bear to watch the bloody scene. Why don't you kneel down now and apologize for your overestimation. We won't let you short legs anymore. What do you think?"

He seemed to feel that he had made a good suggestion. After saying that, he looked at Sun Mo with a tentative look, wanting to see if Sun Mo would agree to this replacement condition.

"Yao Wei, the third game has not been played yet, and it is not certain who loses and wins. Don't be too proud, you will be slapped in the face by then!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Mo replied in a very tough tone, not at all timid because of the number of people on the other side.

Then, seeing that everyone around him looked at him with sarcastic gaze, Sun Mo's anger rose at the same time, and his fists were even more pinched.

His eyes were coldly swept across the faces of every playboy present. He wanted to remember what these guys did today and would definitely return one by one in the future!

However, even when he was ridiculed by everyone, he did not release the anger in his heart casually, but temporarily suppressed it and planned to wait until the third game before talking about it.

But what these people said is true. The person they played in the third game was indeed not as good as Yao Wei. He felt pressure unconsciously in his heart.

"Hey! This is not the case for harsh words. If you don't have the strength, I advise you to be more sober and think about how to fulfill the bet after losing later!"

Hearing Sun Mo's words, the playboys who came all looked at Sun Mo with leisurely eyes, all with sarcastic eyes, and were not scared by Sun Mo's words.

Some of them stood not far from Sun Mo with their arms around, looking arrogant and domineering, and did not take Sun Mo seriously at all.

Seeing this, Sun Mo looked at the young people in front of him, and he still said the previous sentence: "Don't think that you are strong and you will win. The third game has not started yet. It's hard to say who wins and who loses!"

After saying coldly, Sun Mo did not stand down anymore. After glanced at everyone, he was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Sun, let's talk again."

When a group of playboys saw this scene, three or five people formed a wall, blocking the way Sun Mo was about to leave, then sneered at the corner of his mouth, looking at Sun Mo with a look of needing a beating.

"Are you sure you want to stop me?"

Sun Mo looked at the talking playboy, his eyebrows twitched, and there was a warning in his eyes.

"you……!"

"Get out of the way and let him go."

Seeing Sun Mo's warning gaze, the playboy was immediately angry and was about to say something. At this time, a person in the slant made a faint sound and made a gesture. The man's voice suddenly stopped.

Then, the other playboys looked at the young man who made the gesture, and looked at the young man with inquiring eyes, and then asked if what the young man said was true.

This is a young man wearing hand-sewn clothes. His face was filled with a faint smile. He was easily overlooked when standing there, making him harmless. However, at this moment, all the dandy present vaguely respected him.

His name is Jing Fan, and his family's power is only one level lower than that of the Xiao family. Because he is supported by family resources, he, as the leader in this circle, can fight against the dandy circle headed by Xiao Feng.

"Let him go."

Faced with everyone's gaze, Jing Fan made another gesture.

"This... let him go!"

When everyone heard Jing Fan's words, although they were unwilling to do so, they did not dare to disobey Jing Fan's words. They had to stare at Sun Mo and reluctantly let go.

Seeing that everyone was leaving him aside, Sun Mo looked at Jing Fan and then withdrew his gaze. He left here and went to meet with the brothers.

"Hey, this guy really thinks he is still the 'Young Master' when Xiao Feng was there? With Xiao Feng here, as the closest brother around Xiao Feng, we may still be afraid of him, but now Xiao Feng has left Yanshan and went to the East China Sea. He is like a garbage-like existence here. Who is afraid of him?"

An undepressed sarcasm sounded from behind Sun Mo. Hearing this sound, Sun Mo's body stagnated, and his eyes suddenly felt angry.

However, in the end he endured it and walked towards where his brothers were.

The sarcastic voices of these guys echoed in his mind. While Sun Mo walked, he didn't feel as happy as he should have after winning the game. Thinking that he might lose the third game, he felt a lot of worry in his heart.

What if you lose?

Sun Mo asked himself secretly.

No answer.

At this moment, he was forced to have no way out and didn't know how to face Yu Zheng who had his legs broken after losing.

He didn't know if Xiao Feng would blame him if he knew what happened today in the future.

"Brother Feng?!"

Just as he was halfway through, he suddenly saw a figure he was thinking about at the moment, and suddenly screamed in surprise.
Chapter completed!