The supercar crowd came to the bar, and as soon as there were more people, they started sarcastically talking.

Yang Di and others looked disdainful.

"Okay, Yang Di, you can get out of here." Han Tong said impatiently: "It's late, I've reserved the bar, so you can go back early to wash up and sleep. Staying here is also an eyesore to us!"

Yang Di sneered and said: "Originally, we were almost drunk and we really should have left, but now we can't leave. Han Tong, can you still drive us away? If you are unhappy, you can change the situation!"

Han Tong looked gloomy, glanced at the bar and said: "It's really disappointing, but because you changed places, I think highly of you. Come on, let's go sit over there and stay away from these cousins!"

"Don't worry about them, let's have a great time tonight!"

Many supercar enthusiasts were laughing and shouting loudly, rushing to the left side of the bar and occupying most of the bar.

Yang Di and others were left standing there with gloomy expressions.

The name Biaozi makes them feel disgusted.

"Brother, don't pay attention to those guys, they are all pretenders!"

Sitting down in a booth, Han Tong said to Chen Fan in a flattering manner: "Well, Yang Di belongs to the Yang family. He studies in the same school as me, and he doesn't usually have much trouble with me."

"I didn't expect to meet him in the midnight bar. It's also unlucky."

"However, don't let them affect your mood, just have fun. The more they are around, the more fun you have to have!"

Of course Chen Fan knew that the Yang family was not the top family in the capital, but it was also a very high-level family.

However, he didn't understand this Yang Di.

He nodded, not surprised by this.

It is normal for one circle to look down on another.

Nowadays, everyone knows that the poor like cars and the rich like watches, which has caused the opposition between the two circles to some extent.

In the eyes of supercar enthusiasts, it is obviously not worth spending millions or even tens of millions to buy a watch to wear just to check the time.

After all, most people in the supercar family do not have a luxurious family background that can support their hobbies of luxury watches and luxury cars at the same time.

As for Han Tong and Wei Bingying's family background, they are not that interested in collecting famous watches and only like supercars.

Of course, this alone would not cause antagonism, but Han Tong and Yang Di didn't like each other, which led to discord between the two circles.

In the eyes of people like Yang Di, racing in a supercar is just seeking excitement, and risking your life to stop it seems stupid.

This became one of the reasons for him to attack Han Tong.

As a result, the two sides became less and less able to deal with each other, and when they met, they would ridicule each other's interests and hobbies.

"Come on, have fun!"

After explaining, Han Tong opened his hands and shouted: "Music, make it louder!"

These supercar enthusiasts are all familiar with this place, and some went to change the music.

The atmosphere in the entire bar became noisy and noisy.

All kinds of drinks, snacks and fruit plates are served free of charge.

Han Tong opened a bottle of Louis XIII and filled it up for Chen Fan and Chen Xinger.

"Brother, I respect you. Your driving skills are so amazing. I am truly convinced!"

Han Tong said flatteringly.

Chen Fan moved the wine glass away, took a bottle of drink, and said, "I don't want to drink, you can do whatever you want."

Han Tong was stunned.

Wei Bingying, Song Baihua and others also looked slightly stiff.

It's a bit disrespectful to come to a carnival but not drink.

"Okay, I'm a self-disciplined person, so I'll give you a drink instead. I respect you."

If an ordinary person dared to be so disrespectful, Han Tong would have turned against him long ago.

But after a few thoughts in his mind, he smiled and said, "Brother, you can do whatever you want. What about you, Xing'er?"

Chen Fan smiled and didn't care about it.

It's not that he doesn't drink, but it depends on who he drinks with. If it's just Han Tong and Wei Bingying, he doesn't mind drinking, but he has no interest in drinking on such occasions.

"Let me drink a little." Chen Xing'er looked at Chen Fan and said, "You know, this is the reason why my brother's driving skills are so good, but you can only entertain yourself in the supercar circle in the capital."

When she said this, Han Tong and Wei Bingying looked at each other in awe.

Of course, professional racing drivers need self-discipline. Drinking, no matter how little you drink, will have consequences.

They were relatively restrained, but the other supercar racers started shouting and letting loose.

Those beautiful girls who were envious of luxury cars swayed on the dance floor and in various places to the powerful music, screaming and making noises from time to time, and spraying valuable drinks.

Many supercar enthusiasts are dragging their partners and having more and more fun.

On the other side, in the right corner of the bar, Yang Di looked gloomily at the carousing supercar crowd.

Compared to the bustle over there, the desertedness here seemed high-end, but it was still very unpleasant.

If the two circles didn't deal with each other, he thought that staying here would make Han Tong and others less happy.

But now, they are ignored, as if they don't exist.

There were also some girls on their side who were drinking with them. Looking at the carnival over there, some girls even looked envious.

"Damn it, Han Tong and the others really think we don't exist anymore!"

A man sitting next to Yang Di cursed: "Look at how proud they are, I wish they will have an accident every day when racing!"

"Brother Di, why don't we leave? Instead of causing trouble for them, we are causing trouble for ourselves!"

A woman in fashionable and colorful clothes also said.

Yang Di squinted his eyes and said: "If Han Tong and I don't deal with each other, we are leaving. I don't know how he will be so proud when he looks back!"

He glanced at the drinks on his table and said, "I don't want to see them so proud!"

Others didn't know how to respond.

They are all people of some status, so they can't just roll up their sleeves and start a fight.

Moreover, even if there is a fight, there are more people on Hantong's side, and they all like to seek excitement, so they will definitely not be timid, and the one who will suffer is still his side.

Looking back, Yang Di said to the woman: "Xiaoxiao, I'm going to the bathroom. You take a few girls over and drink with them!"

The woman was stunned when she heard this.

Isn’t this a slap in the face?

"Go ahead, I'm just looking for a reason." Yang Di took out his cell phone and said, "I'm calling a few people to come, either to fight or to have a drink with them. Aren't they having a carnival? Then just help

Give them a push and let them get high until the end!"

As he spoke, he stood up and patted the woman on the shoulder.

The woman named Xiaoxiao didn't understand yet and said, "Brother Di, what do you mean?"

"If they don't feel proud anymore, just go ahead."

Yang Di got up, went to the bathroom, and called someone.

Xiaoxiao thought for a while, called the two girls, and walked with them to the supercar group.

Without any rejection, the three beautiful girls mingled with the bohemian supercars and had fun and carnival together.

Yang Di, who came out of the bathroom, twitched the corners of her mouth.

He just couldn't see Han Tong and the others being proud, so he had to displease them and win a game against them.

He and Han Tong often do this kind of competition. They have been competing with each other since they were in elementary school together.

Even in terms of interests and hobbies, you have to show that you are higher than the other person.

Time passed and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

A dozen men suddenly walked into the bar, glanced at the reveling supercar crowd, and walked over to Yang Di.

After whispering a few words, Yang Di motioned for everyone to get up and walk towards the supercar race.

In the carnival crowd, one of his followers grabbed Xiaoxiao, and Yang Di slapped her in the face.

Although it was an act, Xiaoxiao was slapped so hard that she screamed.

The supercars who had just been drinking intimately with Xiaoxiao, hugging each other and dancing were shocked. They got up one after another and surrounded her.

With the addition of new forces, there are actually not many fewer people on Yang Di's side.

The follower shouted sternly: "What are you doing, Yu Xiaoxiao? You took advantage of me to go out and drink with these poor people playing with cars. Who do you think I am?"

"Wang Qiang, what the hell are you doing? What's the point of hitting a woman? You have the guts to come at me!"

"He's looking for death, right?"

"..."

The few supercars who had just been drinking with Xiaoxiao and the others were not to be outdone and started to accuse harshly.
Chapter completed!