Chapter 9 In Future, Ke Da Will Only Have One Brother Feng (1/2)
”Don't feel sad; losing to me is not an embarrassing thing at all.” Liu Feng said.
Yang Shiwen, ”...”
”Let's do things this way—you call me ”brother” once, and I will not take into account the issue of betting on this anymore. How about that?” Liu Feng asked.
Yang Shiwen, ”...”
Ten minutes later, the 911 Liu Feng had been driving was still advancing rapidly with a speed of over 200 km per hour and it was increasing rapidly in speed and was also nearing 240. As he had said, the Ford Mustang, and the Maserati, no matter how fast they were, after the delay of 99 seconds, would not be able to catch up with him.
The 911, speeding the way, attracted the attention of scores of people. Many luxurious cars still wanted to race the 911, but gave up after a short time.
”I'm not wrong right; Shiwen, your two friends are too weak. I could not even see their figures chasing at the back,” Liu Feng said while driving.
Yang Shiwen said furiously, ”Just now, you were playing punk.”
”You did not say first-hand that running the red light was not allowed. Tong Lei did not run the red light—I can only say he's dumb, no?” Liu Feng asked.
Yang Shiwen, ”...”
”Actually, also, I wanted to tell you, just now, I did not run the red light. Before the yellow light had turned red, our car body had already exceeded the line by a lot; my calculations are very accurate—it should be 0.05 seconds ahead. Also, I drifted across the corner so even if I did dash the red light, the camera on the signal post would also not catch the car plate,” Liu Feng said.
Yang Shiwen, ”...”
Twenty minutes later, Liu Feng's car had finally reduced speed and had driven out onto the ring road. Twenty-five minutes later, it reached the Dong Hai University of Science and Technology's main entrance.
Screech!
Under Liu Feng's control, the car was again a beautiful drift and stopped majestically at the small square before Ke Da's main door.
”Cool! Porsche 911! Too rad, it can still drift into place.”
”Too rad, don't know if the handsome guy driving the 911 already has a girlfriend?”
”What? What are you smitten for? Did you not see a beauty sitting on the car? Look at how beautiful that lass is; if it's from our Ke Da, she would definitely be a school flower; he already has such a beautiful lady as his companion, what would he see in an ugly girl of your standard?”
Liu Feng's accidental technique created ripples at Ke Da's main door. Men naturally love luxurious cars while women naturally love the men who drove them. Who knew how many male and female students were casting their glances at Liu Feng and the 911 that he was driving at this moment.
Liu Feng pushed out the car door and stepped out, his butt sitting on the hood of the 911 and still made a snap with his fingers at Yang Shiwen, who was sitting on the co-pilot seat. ”Shiwen little sister, you have lost; now say, have you lost or not?”
Yang Shiwen also pushed out the car door and stepped down—this time, the First Miss Lady Yang was very unpleased, her goddess-like face written full of displeasure. ”Whether it counts is of no business of mine—just now, the bet was suggested by Tong Lei and Xiao Xi; I did not say anything.”
Ah?!
This time, Liu Feng was stunned for a while, and then gave Yang Shiwen a thumbs up. ”First Miss Lady Yang, I say you are intelligent; to those two small brats, you are China's first bad influence.”
Cheh!
Yang Shiwen's face reddened after hearing Liu Feng speak, and simply turned around to not look at him.
At this time, a BMW X5 drove over from the road.
The youth driving over the X5 was wearing a pair of black sunglasses on his face. When he saw that Liu Feng was about to stop his car at the entrance of Ke Da's small square, his face immediately dimmed.
Ping!
The youth came down from the X5, and flung the door heavily, coming towards Liu Feng step by step. ”Fella, who asked you to stop the car here? Don't you know that this car seat is mine?”