32: Chapter 32, I can give you an explanation!
32: Chapter 32, I can give you an explanation!
Fang Yi looked at this place full of street racers that resembled a camp, and he wasn’t shocked or anything.
Although such scenes were rare for the average person in China, he had often seen, even participated in such events, abroad.
But as for street racing, that do-or-die sort of thing, Fang Yi wasn’t particularly interested.
When he saw Shen Xiaoxiao chatting and laughing with so people, occasionally revealing her punkish side, he just felt a headache coming on.
However, this pleasant scene didn’t last long; after Shen Xiaoxiao bumped into a few rich kids, her face turned ashen.
She imdiately appeared angry, clearly provoked.
Because Fang Yi saw those rich kids were obviously mocking Shen Xiaoxiao.
Fang Yi walked over and stood next to Shen Xiaoxiao, whispering, “What happened?”
“They…
they said my car is no good, called my Ferrari a piece of junk!” Shen Xiaoxiao, pointing at the rich kids, was on the verge of tears.
Inside, Fang Yi sighed, still immature at heart, unable to withstand a few provocations.
Fang Yi asked, “Do you know them?”
Shen Xiaoxiao shook her head.
Fang Yi looked thoughtful, then turned toward the rich kids and asked, “Who’s the leader here?”
A youth dressed in a non-mainstream way, clad in leather jacket and pants, with a couple of earrings on, walked out arrogantly saying, “I’m the boss, what about it, wanna throw down?”
Fang Yi grinned, “You guessed right, I really do want to throw down.”
As Fang Yi spoke, he had already moved like lightning in front of the non-mainstream youth, and imdiately slapped him across the face.
The youth scread pitifully, clutching his face as he staggered backward.
“Get him!
Beat him up!” the non-mainstream youth yelled.
Consequently, his several followers, cursing foully, charged at Fang Yi.
But as the saying goes, reality bites—a fist had told them that sheer numbers didn’t always win fights.
In less than half a minute, they were lying on the ground, whining and begging for rcy.
Shen Xiaoxiao watched the scene with her mouth agape forming an ‘O’, and upon seeing Fang Yi who had retracted his fists, her eyes sparkled with stars.
“Big Brother Yi, you’re amazing,” Shen Xiaoxiao said admiringly, and the words ‘Big Brother Yi’ couldn’t have sounded sweeter.
Fang Yi just smiled and said, “When dealing with such displeasing sorts, there’s no need to reason with them; let the fists do the talking.”
“Oh, oh.”
Shen Xiaoxiao nodded repeatedly, though she didn’t quite grasp the concept.
Fang Yi didn’t expect her to understand.
He said, “Alright, there’s nothing fun here, let’s go back.” He didn’t want Shen Xiaoxiao to really turn into a full-on punk; right now, she just had a slight inclination toward that side.
But Shen Xiaoxiao objected, “But I haven’t raced yet.”
Fang Yi glared and said, “Race?
You?”
Shen Xiaoxiao imdiately retorted, “What, you look down on people?
Don’t agree, don’t accept it, then co on!”
Fang Yi was sowhat flabbergasted.
Shen Xiaoxiao: “…”
Even though she had the heart of a young girl, she just couldn’t find the words; in the end, she could only blurt out, “You’re a pervert.”
Was Fang Yi a pervert?
He was indeed!
Fang Yi could admit that much because when it ca to beautiful won, he was interested.
He didn’t hide his inner thoughts and desires, plus the old man had explained that only a naless flower could cure his ailnt—it was all due to the Cultivation thod the old man had taught him.
All things considered, Fang Yi didn’t reject beautiful won, after all, he truly was a lecher.
Returning to the Ferrari, Fang Yi suddenly rembered sothing.
Looking at Shen Xiaoxiao sitting atop the car’s hood with her legs spread, he asked, “Do you really want to race them?”
Shen Xiaoxiao said, “Yeah, I want to win the prize money.”
“Prize money?”
“Yes, there’s a big race here every month.
You’ve seen it—it’s all about racing.
But the prize money is very substantial.
Even if you don’t co in first, second or third is fine, although the prize money is a bit less.”
Fang Yi said, “But your family owns Longtu Group, one of the top corporations in the city.” He ntioned it quite subtly.
Shen Xiaoxiao pouted and said, “So what?
It’s not like I earned it myself.
Even though I use the money that Dad and sister make, I really want to earn my own money.
Plus, I like this, so…”
“I got it.”
At that mont, Shen Xiaoxiao looked ahead.
Fang Yi’s gaze followed, and a group of people walked towards them.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a scarred face, looking fierce and nacing, followed by a dozen or so people who looked like the sort who watched over nightclubs.
As this group appeared, the racers around them all looked over, faces showing a playful grimace, obviously anticipating so drama.
“They seem…
to be coming for us,” Shen Xiaoxiao said with a hint of unease.
“It’s not that they seem to be; they definitely are,” Fang Yi said calmly as he pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and lit it.
Shen Xiaoxiao had never seen such a lineup before and felt a bit uneasy, but seeing Fang Yi calmly smoking, she quickly rembered—she had a badass bodyguard.
What was there to fear?
Even though this bodyguard wasn’t technically hers but her sister’s, what belonged to her sister was hers too—she and Shen Binnan never saw each other as separate.
Along with the scar-faced man was that non-mainstream guy, and the group surrounded Fang Yi and the others, seemingly on purpose.
“What…
what’s going on?” Jian Jing’s voice ca from behind.
Fang Yi turned to look at this gentle and quiet girl and said, “You get in the car.
Co out when I say it’s okay.”
Jian Jing obediently responded with an “Oh” and got into the car.
Then Fang Yi looked at the scar-faced man and asked, “Is there a problem?”
The scar-faced man bared his teeth, showing off his yellowish fangs from too much smoking; he seed to be smiling, but the scar on his face made it look particularly grueso.
“Do you know who’s protecting this turf?” the scar-faced man asked.
“I don’t know,” Fang Yi answered honestly with a shake of his head.
The scar-faced man snickered nacingly, “This turf is under the protection of Fourth Master.
Do you know who that is?”
“Uhh…” Fang Yi looked at him as if he were an idiot: “Look at my face…”
The implication was clear.
Having beaten up one of Scarface’s n, Scarface felt a bit like he was talking to a brick wall, but it didn’t stop him from playing tough.
“You’ve hit one of my guys; you gotta give an explanation,” he said.
Ye Qing laughed, “You want an explanation?”
Scar-faced man growled fiercely, “Yeah, I want an explanation, or you can just apologize.”
After all, there were many wealthy young n and won around, and Scarface tried not to get physical if he could help it.
He knew that starting a fight here wouldn’t end well for anyone, since the place was under Fourth Master’s protection.
“Apologize?…
I’m not accustod to apologizing,” Fang Yi said indifferently.
“But, I can give you an explanation.”
Scar-face blinked in surprise.
The next second, the cigarette in Fang Yi’s mouth was pressed directly onto Scar-face’s scarred face with a hiss, putting out the cigarette.
Fang Yi said indifferently, “That’s my explanation for you.
Are you satisfied?”
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