Macau, at 10 o'clock in the evening—

Because Macau is small, there are only two hospitals in Macau: one is the official "Earl Hospital", and people call it "Shantou Hospital", because the hospital is built on the Mount Ren in Macau. The other is a comprehensive hospital sponsored by a private charity group, called "Jinghu Hospital". It was founded in 1871. In 1892, Mr. Sun Yat-sen served as a volunteer doctor in the hospital and became the first Chinese and Western doctor in Macau.

These two hospitals with one official and one civilian hospitals have a certain scale. However, for most wealthy people, if they get sick, the first choice is "Jinghu Hospital". The reason is very simple, because this hospital targets rich people or wealthy people, and has "VIP" wards that other hospitals cannot match.

At this time, as a single male member of the Fu family, the poor young master Fu was lying on the bed of the "VIP" ward. He was wearing a cast on his left leg and hung it in the air. He held grapes in one hand and stuffed them into his mouth. He muttered at Song Zhichao: "It hurts so much. I'm going to die, I'm really going to die. I didn't expect that it would hurt so much when I touched my bones!"

"Since it hurts, you still eat grapes so happily?"

"I'm turning pain into appetite. Eating grapes can relieve pain!" Mr. Fu said as he vomited a grape seed.

Song Zhichao shook his head and looked at the nurse who was changing the infusion for Fu Ershao and said, "Is he okay?"

The female nurse was very pretty and had a tempting smell of uniform. Knowing that these rich people were delicate, she smiled and said, "No big problem. Just take a few days off and lose a few days to relieve inflammation."

Song Zhichao nodded, "I'm working hard."

The female nurse smiled sweetly, thinking that this young man is not only handsome, but also has such a gentlemanly demeanor.

The female nurse went out after changing the water.

Looking at her back, Fu Jiajun said jealously to Song Zhichao: "Are you wrong? It's me who is sick, why does she always smile at you?"

Song Zhichao: "You're thinking too much."

"What does it mean to think too much? I'm very awake - no matter how I look at it, I feel that the little nurse is attracted to you!"

Song Zhichao tapped his hanging plaster leg with his hand: "I see your leg doesn't hurt anymore!"

"Oh! Be gentle, good man, please spare me, can't I be wrong?" Fu Jiajun grinned and screamed.

In a moment—

"To be honest, you really want to compete with that crazy man?" Fu Jiajun asked Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao cut the apple with a knife, and the apple skin drooped very long, but it kept going. Fu Jiajun was surprised that he had also peeled the apple, but the apple skin often broke in just a few strokes.

"Didn't you let me compete with him?"

"Ahem, that's because I was stimulated and couldn't stand the arrogant boy's appearance - now when I think about it, it's too dangerous. A Chao, you'd better not do it!" Fu Jiajun said worriedly.

Song Zhichao couldn't help but feel warm. He looked at Fu Jiajun, who looked worried and said, "Don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility."

Fu Jiajun was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "You are right. Although you are not as old as me, you are very steady in doing things. Sometimes I even doubt whether to call you the eldest brother..."

"Brother? If you want, please applaud, I don't mind!"

"I don't mind your head!" Fu Jiajun smiled, "You don't mind I mind. If you praise you a few words, you will be so ecstatic. Remember, I am your elder brother-I just tried it just now to see if you can usurp the throne, but I didn't expect it to be done with just a try."

Just then, beep, beep, the phone rang.

Song Zhichao picked up Chen Yaoxing and called his elder brother and answered the phone.

Chen Yaoxing's arrogant voice came from the other side of the phone: "Looking east, twelve o'clock in the evening!" After that, Chen Yaoxing hung up the phone there.

Song Zhichao held the elder brother and frowned.

Dongwangyang is the most famous track in Macau, and it is also the track for hosting the Macau Grand Prix. It is also the only street venue in the world where the RV and motorcycle racing are held at the same time.

The entire track is a city track surrounding the east Wangyang Mountain of Macau. It is six kilometers long and has many bends along the way, with uphill and downhill roads. The widest road is fourteen meters and the narrowest is only seven meters.

I knew that Chen Yaoxing was addicted to racing games, but I didn’t expect that he would choose this most difficult track this time.

"Achao, are you sure?" Fu Jiajun began to worry again, "Although I have never raced a car, I know that the track is not easy to challenge, let alone your athlete is still a lunatic." He paused and said, "I know you have backbone, but it's better to lose face than to die!"

Song Zhichao smiled at Fu Jiajun, "I said don't worry, although I haven't played this track, I've played rally before."

"Rally?" Fu Jiajun was stunned for a moment. As far as he knew, Song Zhichao was from the mainland - could it be that the mainland is very avant-garde now and he often engages in car rallying games?

Seeing Fu Jiajun's surprised look, Song Zhichao knew that he had said a little too much, so he hurriedly said, "You are my boss. Chen Yaoxing injured your leg, but he just didn't give me face. If he didn't give me face, I won't let him go. I will definitely let him come back this time!"

Listening to Song Zhichao's powerful words, Fu Jiajun suddenly felt that he was too loyal, "Achao, I will defeat you! You must win!" He waved his fist at Song Zhichao.

"Well, I will!" After Song Zhichao said that, he snapped and took a hard bite of the apple he had just peeled.

Fu Jiajun: “…”

"This apple... didn't you peel it for me?"

"Uh, it's me that I'm thirsty - why, you want to eat? Just say what you want to eat, and I'll give it to you if you say it. How can I know if you don't say it? If I don't know, how can I give it to you if I don't know?" Song Zhichao handed the apple over.

Someone looked at the apple that was bitten off, and then looked at Song Zhichao, with a strange look.

...

At twelve o'clock in the evening, the East Ocean Raceway.

The entire length of the East Ocean Track reaches six kilometers. At the beginning of the track, many people have gathered at this time.

These people were all dressed in weird clothes, denim clothes, punk shirts, and some of them simply wore bare arms, revealing hideous tattoos on their arms.

Among them, three large gasoline barrels were used as stoves and ignited the bonfire. The flames soared into the sky and illuminated the surroundings.

A punk man was carrying a tape recorder on his shoulder, playing the "Tagao" dance music from the United States deafeningly. Several wild men and women shouted wildly and danced disco around the bonfire.

Next to it, dozens of racing cars of various styles were parked. As the protagonist tonight, Chen Yaoxing was lying on the cover of a racing car, holding a blonde girl in her arms, biting a cigarette, and sucking mist.

"Hani, you must let me be the starting commander tonight!" The blonde girl used her finger to draw circles on Chen Yaoxing's agile chest muscles.

Chen Yaoxing slapped her ass and laughed: "As long as you serve me tonight, you will be the commander in the future!"

"Really? That's great!" The blonde girl kissed Chen Yaoxing's scarred face.

Chen Yaoxing laughed.

In fact, anyone who likes racing knows that in addition to regular racing competitions, the most exciting thing in Macau is this kind of underground racing.

The reason is very simple. Underground racing is more crazy and exciting, with fewer rules, and even no rules. There is only one purpose, that is, defeat the opponent with a chariot!

In this kind of racing car, the starting commander is usually the best bikini girl in any aspect.

Just imagine, when the whole audience is still, only the dazzling bikini girl is qualified to stand up, walk the model's pace, twist her butt, and then stand at the starting point of the game to wave the red flag. That feeling is definitely the glory that many girls dream of.

It is precisely because of this that many vain girls like to be the "starter" when racing, waving the flag, which amazed the audience.

Chen Yaoxing was not interested in caring about women's thoughts. He just agreed perfunctorily and got a passionate kiss. He only felt that these women were too easy to deceive, and they were really big and brainless.

He bit the cigarette and spitted a cigarette ring into the sky. Chen Yaoxing looked around again. There were a lot of people tonight. In addition to the seven or eight younger brothers he brought, there were also a large group of local gangsters from Macau. They could not glance at thirty or forty, and they didn't know which group and which faction they were from.

But it doesn't matter. The more people there are in such occasions, the more lively the better. Only when you win the game will it be more enjoyable and more enjoyable.

Snap your fingers behind you.

The long-haired man who had finished recording his confession at the police station and was released from bail for money ran to Chen Yaoxing and asked him: "Brother Yao, what's going on?"

Chen Yaoxing pointed to the crazy people, "There are a lot of people tonight!"

Changmao looked at it and said, "It's quite a lot, should you start a gambling?"

"Of course I have it! In addition to racing, the most exciting thing about coming to Macau is to play gambling, especially to bet on the banker and win by yourself!" Chen Yaoxing said, and smiled grimly: "We must make at least 100,000 tonight!"

"I understand, Brother Yao! I'll go prepare later! But--" Changmao hesitated for a moment and asked carefully: "But I doubt if the person named Song Zhichao dares to come?"

This stopped Chen Yaoxing.

Yes, does that weak man Song Zhichao dare to come over?

Originally, Chen Yaoxing received the order from Mr. Cha, and it would be OK to deal with Fu Jiajun and let him not walk, but Chen Yaoxing felt unhappy, especially Song Zhichao. I don’t know why Chen Yaoxing always felt that he was very annoying, especially Song Zhichao’s indifferent appearance when facing him, which made him even more unhappy.

Who is he? He is the famous "Wan Chai Tiger" Chen Yaoxing. No matter who sees him, he will be frightened. But this mainland boy doesn't take him seriously. Although he has not been exposed, he can't stand the contempt in his bones.

In Chen Yaoxing's eyes, except for the stranger, who could look down on him and treat him like a dog, Chen Yaoxing never took other people seriously. But Song Zhichao made him mind very much, and he would mind like a thorn, making him want to pull out the other party like a thorn!

Tonight is the opportunity to pull the thorns, the question is whether the other party dares to come.

Just as Chen Yaoxing was making random guesses, Changmao suddenly said, "Here you come! That kid is actually here!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yaoxing pushed the woman in his arms, slid down from the hood, looked up and saw a racing car roaring from a distance.

The dust was flying, the car door opened, and then Song Zhichao jumped down in a neat denim outfit.

He came, and came alone.
Chapter completed!