"Stronger than before?"

Bai Lingfeng exclaimed for the second time.

The drivers around, and the people who came to watch tonight, were all surprised, looking towards Bai Lingfeng, who was usually composed but seemed crazed today.

They didn't understand what was going on with him.

Bai Lingfeng was shocked at the moment, but he didn't care what those people thought, and instead looked incredulously at Situ Yang and said, "Are you serious? How do you know?"

"Hehe..."

Situ Yang took a sip of beer in his hand and smiled, "Because I just raced against him a few days ago!"

"What?"

Bai Lingfeng exclaimed once more.

This time, some people around couldn't hold it in, among them, a few stylishly dressed men standing beside several GTRs shouted, "I say Captain Lingfeng, what's up with you tonight? Why the constant shock..."

The man finished speaking, and someone around him echoed, "Captain Lingfeng, although Fujiwara Takumi's disciple's strength is strong, there's no need for you to lose your cool like this!"

After he finished speaking, he exchanged a look with the man who spoke earlier, and then threw a pleasing glance toward the RB racer named Fujiji Jianren.

They were all wealthy scions, obsessed with racing, especially worshiping Fujiwara Takumi down to their bones, and now that his disciple, Fujiji Jianren, was here, they naturally wanted to curry favor to have a chance to meet Fujiwara Takumi.

The man who spoke earlier was named Liu Tao, and the one who spoke later was Wang Shuang.

After the two spoke, Fujiji Jianren nodded to them, then disdainfully glanced at Bai Lingfeng, muttered to himself, "This is the number one of your younger generation in Huaxia, the captain of the Celestial Dragon Racing Team? So unsteady, yet he still wants to compete with my master, truly far from it..."

"That's right, that's right... Brother Takumi's strength is unmatched!" Liu Tao fawned.

Wang Shuang agreed, "Indeed, throughout Asia, Fujiwara Takumi dares to claim second, no one dares claim first. Although currently ranked second in the world, that number one title will sooner or later be in Brother Takumi's hands, after all, he's still young."

"Naturally, during this year's league, my master will take the world number one, and all those so-called big shots shall bow to my master!" Fujiji Jianren, with yellow hair and standing at 1.7 meters, has a concave and convex face, beady eyes, appearing somewhat sleazy.

"However..."

Fujiji Jianren paused for a moment and said, "Although none of Huaxia's racers are formidable, my master told me to watch out for Ye Qiu—do you know where Ye Qiu is?"

"Ye Qiu? Are you talking about the Ye Qiu who was once with the Highway Hero?" Liu Tao asked.

Wang Shuang said, "Isn't he already a cripple, expelled by the Highway Hero Team, no news of him for two years, and no matter how talented he was, he's now a wreck, and yet Brother Takumi gives him such high praise?"

"I don't get it either, why my master would watch out for Ye Qiu." Fujiji Jianren shook his head, then disdainfully said, "Hmph, regardless of what Qiu or not, if I encounter him, I'll make him taste defeat, make him despair of racing..."

As expected, Liu Tao and Wang Shuang continued to flatter, and Fujiji Jianren was very much pleased lying on the hood of a GTR, listening to their flattery, filled with disdain, thinking, "These Huaxia pigs are just masochists..."

...

After hearing Situ Yang's description, Bai Lingfeng didn't see it, but knew that Ye Qiu's strength must have recovered and become stronger than before.

At the same time, the race that day was held at the Automobile Guild, so it was also recorded on the racer forum, hence Bai Lingfeng logged onto the racer forum with his phone and watched the video of Ye Qiu's race that day.

"Sure enough..."

After watching the video, Bai Lingfeng nodded and said, "Indeed restored strength, but according to my estimation, his strength should now be at the level of a Bronze 5-star Car King."

"Stronger than that!" Situ Yang said.

"How so?" Bai Lingfeng asked.

Situ Yang squinted his eyes, "He's very peculiar, his strength is definitely stronger than you guess. You haven't raced against him, so you don't know, this guy is like a tiger on the track, you never know when he will explode with strong power and bite you... Competing with him will give you a headache!"

"Hehe, the way you say it, I kind of want to race against him." Bai Lingfeng said, "But right now, he's still not my match, maybe in a few years, he will surpass all of us, with his former talent, the title of the number one younger generation of Huaxia professional racing drivers will be his..."

Situ Yang nodded in great agreement.

"Our Huaxia professional racing has been suppressed for so many years, now that Ye Qiu has returned with his talent, it's time to rise."

Bai Lingfeng, during the peak days of Ye Qiu's racing career, had been paying attention to Ye Qiu—a face from the East standing out in the Western holy land of racers and achieving remarkable strength indeed earned Bai Lingfeng's admiration.

Now upon hearing that Ye Qiu had returned, thoughts stirred in his mind, he asked, "Can we bring him into our team..."

Situ Yang shook his head, "You will have to ask him yourself!"

"How do I contact him?" Bai Lingfeng asked.

Just as he finished speaking, a Maserati slowly drove in under the watchful eyes of the people.

"Ye Xuan?" Bai Lingfeng was taken aback, and then a smile appeared across his face.

However, Situ Yang, upon seeing the man in the driver's seat, though it was hard to see clearly under the night and headlights, could make out it was indeed a man, and seemed to be...

"Lingfeng..."

Just as he thought of something, Situ Yang's expression shifted, hurriedly trying to grab Bai Lingfeng, but Bai Lingfeng had already seen at first glance that the driver was a man, so his heart was filled with rage, angrily heading toward the Maserati.

At the same time, his subordinates saw their captain's face was off, and they all gathered around with beer bottles, surrounding the Maserati.

"This is bad..." Seeing the situation was off, Situ Yang became anxious, just then Ouyang Feng and Ye Han arrived by his side.

Ouyang Feng glanced at the Maserati being surrounded, a cold smile on his face, he said to Situ Yang, "Brother Yang, the man in that Maserati is the assistant I got you!"

"What?"

Situ Yang was taken aback, hardly believing his ears, "The assistant you found for me is that person?"

"Yeah..." Ouyang Feng said, "Brother Yang, I figured out the result of this race, so to prevent you from taking too much blane, I found a scapegoat for you..."

Ouyang Feng hadn't finished speaking when from the surrounded Maserati came Bai Lingfeng's voice, "Kid, who the hell are you, daring to be with Ye Xuan, even dare to drive Ye Xuan's car, don't you know Ye Xuan is the woman I have eyes on?"

What followed was Ye Qiu's words, making Ouyang Feng and Ye Han sneer, "Who gives a damn about who I am, I'm just with Ye Xuan, what are you going to do about it?"

"Hehe, this kid really is seeking death..."

"Daring to offend Bai Lingfeng, he's not getting out tonight!" Ye Han and Ouyang Feng exchanged a smile.

Ouyang Feng's face changed drastically, hastily pushing aside Ouyang Feng and Ye Han, running toward the crowd and shouting, "Captain... don't do it!"

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