"What, that idiot is actually sick, it's really a critical moment to lose the chain!" Cao Xiongtian called indirectly during dinner and then started to curse.

"What's wrong? Which idiot is sick?" Cao Min asked with his eyes raised, and he was quite concerned about this younger brother's affairs.

"Tonight represents our Cao family's driver. The idiot who is known as the Little Tornado in the martial arts world is sick." Cao Xiong said in a hurry, as if there were only two brothers on the table.

"Then are you going to be ridiculed by the other four young masters?" Cao Min said with a little gloating.

"Hmph, if you are sick, you have to let him play, otherwise you will kill his whole family!" Cao Xiong said in a frustration, "It's one thing to lose the game, and it's another thing to give up."

"If you lose, you have to kill his whole family. Put more pressure on him to realize his potential." Cao Min added viciously.

After saying that, Cao Xiongtian was about to call and threaten the little whirlwind. Cao Yuhu just smiled and listened without any objection.

It seems that this is true in Cao Yuhu's tutoring, and he kills the whole family at any time!

The one who couldn't listen was Wang Yinan. She was clever and deliberately said excitedly: "I heard that Brother Liang is a racing driver who is against the will of heaven. There is a ready-made one that is not invited, so why should I invite a sick cat!"

When Cao Xiongtian heard this, Jun was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Chu Liang and asked softly: "Are you serious about this?"

In Cao Xiongtian's world, what he admires most is the racers. After he competed with more than a dozen young masters from Jiangzhibei, he felt that he was not satisfied, so he continued to hire a professional racer to compete on their behalf.

After two rounds of competition, there are only five left, including the little whirlwind he hired. Tonight is 8 o'clock, the last round of competition, and the winner will win all the gambling funds of more than ten young masters.

For example, each of them has a bet of 10,000 yuan this time, and the bet of 15 young masters is 150,000 yuan. There is only one winner, and you can get all the bets, that is, 150,000 yuan.

"Brother is just a legend!" Chu Liang said lightly with a calm face. Of course, he understood Wang Yinan's kindness and might have saved Xiao Tornado's family if he took over the field.

Otherwise, even under the threat of Cao Xiongtian, what if the little whirlwind appears on the court with illness?

Racing requires not only skills, but also high concentration. What concentration can a patient have!

If the race is lost, the Xiao Tornado's family may be in a catastrophe. Who is Cao Yuhu's son? The son of the King of Underground in Jiangbei, what is the difficulty for him to destroy a racing driver's family!

"Go, what's the point of bragging? If you can win the championship, you will be given half of the bets!" Cao Xiongtian also wanted to use a provocation method.

"How much?" Chu Liang quipped.

"If it's half, you can get 750,000." Cao Xiongtian was secretly happy when he saw that the provocation method had some effect.

"US dollars?" Chu Liang asked intentionally.

"Go to die!" Cao Xiongtian glared at Chu Liang, "If you want to make money, you can go rob the bank!"

"It turns out it's RMB, and there's too little gambling money." Chu Liang sighed lightly, ignored Cao Xiongtian's eyes, and then continued to clink glasses with Cao Yuhu to drink.

Cao Yuhu didn't say anything, but just smiled and listened, clinked glasses with Chu Liang, and then drank it all in one go, which was very generous.

"As long as you can win the championship, 1.50,000 yuan, all the gambling funds will belong to you. But..." Cao Xiongtian made a turning point, "What if you can't win the championship?"

"If I can't win the championship, what if I pay you 150,000 yuan?" Chu Liang said concisely.

"What?" Cao Xiongtian originally wanted to threaten Chu Liang, but he didn't expect that Chu Liang would praise such a Haikou, "You can't win the championship and give me 1.50,000 yuan?"

Isn’t this a pure profit?

The chances of winning the championship are only one-fifth. If Chu Liang wins the championship, Chu Liang will take away 1.5 million. In fact, Cao Xiongtian only lost 10,000. Cao Xiongtian can show off his power in front of more than ten young masters.

If Chu Liang could not win the championship, Cao Xiongtian lost 10,000 here, and got 150,000 from Chu Liang.

No matter how you calculate it, it will be a sure win-win business!

In front of Cao Xiongtian's doubts, Chu Liang nodded lightly, and a cold and arrogant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Liang, I want to add some bets, how about it?" Cao Yuhu looked at Chu Liang with a consultative look and suddenly interrupted.

"Boss Cao, but it's okay." Chu Liang narrowed his eyes and said.

"If Mr. Liang can win the championship, I will give you another bet of 1.50,000 US dollars; what if Mr. Liang can't win the championship?" Cao Yuhu asked with a smile, and was a real old fox.

From Cao Yuhu's expression, Chu Liang could almost conclude that Cao Xiongtian's phone call was just a show, and the first person to believe in Cao Xiongtian was Wang Yinan.

"If I can't win the championship, I will lead the Eye of the Night to serve you for a free one year." Chu Liang of course understood what Cao Yuhu wanted.

"Okay, but it's not up to you. How about making a document?" Cao Yuhu asked after cheering.

"This is necessary." Chu Liang agreed.

Cao Xiongtian immediately took out the paper and pen. The young master was like a candidate who was about to take the exam, carrying paper and pen with him.

"Sister, you can write." Cao Xiongtian put the paper and pen in front of Cao Min. Cao Min looked at it and said nothing, and wrote a few lines of words.

After taking it, Cao Xiongtian glanced at him and signed the Daming. Then Cao Yuhu also signed the Daming, and then pushed the paper in front of Chu Liang.

Chu Liang just glanced at it and joked with a smile: "Miss Cao's handwriting is quite pretty!"

"Liang'er..." In fact, the most urgent thing for those present was Nangong Lan. Liu Liang used to be good at driving skills, but never raced. How could he be a match for professional racing drivers?

Besides, even a fool can tell at this moment. This is clearly a trap. Can't Liang'er tell?

"Don't worry, Sister Lan." Chu Liang shook Nangong Lan's hand, smiled slightly, and signed the name.

As for Wang Xiao, although he didn't know how Chu Liang's driving skills were, he believed in his buddy.

As for Wang Yinan, since his brother is not in a hurry, why are he in a hurry? Of course, he also believed our good brother.

What is faith? Sometimes trust is also a belief!

When Cao Yuhu saw Chu Liang signing his name, he laughed, his face filled with joy of succeeding his trick.

Isn't it worth being happy?

First, the four he invited this time were all top professional racers in Jiangzhibei, and Chu Liang had never heard of them in the racing circle. Even if he had good driving skills, he should be an amateur racer.

Secondly, Cao Yuhu still kept a hand in the arrangement of the vehicle, hoping to give Chu Liang a "surprise" that is not a surprise.

Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of one thing; be steady and ruthless, and ruthless!

This is Cao Yuhu's principle of doing things over the years.

After dinner, a group of them came to the racing scene under the arrangement of Cao Yuhu.

"Mr. Liang, that's your car." Cao Yuhu pointed to the brand new white BMW in front.
Chapter completed!