Yue Feng already held a significant position here, so as soon as he spoke, the initially noisy venue quieted down, and people turned to look at Yue Feng.
Even the n and won doing business openly in the place also looked at Yue Feng.
Ye Qiu saw this scene, his face turned unpleasant, he looked at Yue Feng beside him and whispered, "Isn’t this a bit too ostentatious?"
Yue Feng smiled without answering Ye Qiu, and instead walked up to the DJ booth under the gaze of the crowd, turned off the DJ music, and spoke into the microphone: "Who do you all think is the best driver in our underground racing scene?"
People were stunned for a mont then looked towards Liu Liang, soone said, "Doesn’t Young Master Yue know, when it cos to the best driver in H City’s underground racing, it has to be Liu Liang, he is ranked first on the winning streak list, and has never had a single loss until now."
Soone else added, "That’s right, Brother Liang, although he is an underground racer, he is not much different compared to professional racing drivers."
Underground racers and professional racing drivers are different. Generally, those called underground racers are mostly from poor backgrounds, have criminal records, or want to enter the quick money industry through underground racing.
So they are quite different from the professional racing drivers who are regulated to compete.
After being praised by the crowd, a hint of arrogance appeared on Liu Liang’s face. He waved to those praising him, saying, "Brothers, you overpraise , I’m just lucky..."
"Oh, Brother Liang, you can’t say that. Luck is one thing, but your own ability is very important too."
"Yes, Brother Liang, you’re too modest. We’ve all seen your skills; we are all convinced."
Hearing those praises, Liu Liang waved his hands repeatedly, but the arrogance in his eyes grew stronger. He glanced at Ye Qiu, who had an unpleasant expression at the mont, and smiled slightly, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
"Alright, alright, everyone calm down."
Yue Feng waved to quiet the crowd, then said, "Liu Liang is indeed formidable and holds the record for the longest winning streak in our H City’s underground racing, but today I brought soone even more powerful, who can break Liu Liang’s streak and defeat him today."
As Yue Feng’s words fell, the crowd instantly fell silent, and Liu Liang’s gaze flickered as he looked at Ye Qiu’s back, the disdain in his eyes deepening.
"Young Master Yue, you must be joking. Who did you bring that can break Brother Liang’s winning streak and defeat him?"
"Young Master Yue, you didn’t bring a professional racing driver, did you? But even if it’s a professional, who besides a few top ones in our H City could be a match for Brother Liang?"
"Yes, yes, although Brother Liang isn’t a professional racer, only a few SS-level drivers in H City can be stronger than him... Did you, Young Master Yue, bring soone from Shangjing or the Alliance Team?"
People were puzzled after hearing Yue Feng’s words, as they were all underground drivers who had been beaten by Liu Liang before, thus deeply understanding Liu Liang’s formidable driving skills and being convinced by them.
So, at the mont, hearing Yue Feng saying soone could break Liu Liang’s winning streak and also defeat him was equivalent to saying that person was stronger than Liu Liang and all of them.
For a mont, they all felt sowhat unconvinced...
"Hehe, I know you’re undoubtedly skeptical."
Yue Feng seed to have anticipated this, and after people spoke, he smiled faintly, glanced at Ye Qiu, and said, "Whether he can break the record or defeat Liu Liang, why don’t we make a bet?"
Bet?
Upon hearing Yue Feng’s words, people were stunned for a mont, then fell silent.
Seeing Yue Feng’s confident expression, they suddenly wondered if Young Master Yue really brought soone from the Shangjing Alliance Team.
If it was soone from the Alliance Team, those were all Car King level drivers. Despite admiring Liu Liang’s skills, matching up against a Car King level driver, they knew they were surely dood to lose, and they wouldn’t stand a chance either.
But just when people were entangled, soone stood up to ask, "Young Master Yue, may I ask who the person you’re talking about is, at least let us know who he is, otherwise we don’t dare to place a bet recklessly?"
"Yes, Young Master Yue, tell us who the person is so that we can make a judgnt before deciding."
Yue Feng nodded: "Of course, I’m going to let you know who it is, and I brought this person here today."
As he spoke, Yue Feng pointed his finger at Ye Qiu, and people’s gazes followed towards Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu, who had been wearing an unpleasant expression, suddenly felt hundreds of eyes on him, imdiately furrowing his brows.
"It’s him..."
At this mont, Yue Feng’s voice echoed, causing those who were gazing at Ye Qiu to be stunned, then soone suddenly burst into laughter.
Followed by another bursting into laughter, one after another.
"Hahahahaha... This is killing . Young Master Yue, are you joking? This punk looks like a racing driver? He thinks he can defeat Brother Liang and break his winning streak? He can’t even beat , let alone Liang."
A guy with yellow hair said, then looked at Ye Qiu with disdain.
"Hahaha, Young Master Yue, today isn’t April Fool’s Day. Stop joking and tell us who you’re talking about?" Another person said, speaking without even glancing at Ye Qiu. He rely took a look before and thought Yue Feng was joking.
Ye Qiu a racing driver? He couldn’t believe it...
Listening to the jeering around him and the occasional ridicule, Ye Qiu took a deep breath, feeling he was caught in the crossfire out of nowhere and truly helpless.
Cheng Jie, who stood beside him, saw those people mocking Ye Qiu and laughed coldly in his heart: "Let them mock for a while. They’ll be dumbfounded when Ye Qiu defeats Liu Liang."
"Hehe, everyone quiet down."
At this mont, Yue Feng spoke, once again plunging everyone into silence. Yue Feng glanced at Ye Qiu and said, "I’m not wrong, and I’m not joking. The person I ntioned who is going to break Liu Liang’s record and defeat Liu Liang today is him."
"So what do you say? Let’s have him race against Liu Liang and place so bets, how about it?"
Placing bets ans setting up a gambling ga for the underground race, where supporters of the two drivers wager money on their respective bets.
For example, if Ye Qiu wins, the money wagered on Liu Liang will be split seventy-thirty between those who bet on Ye Qiu and Ye Qiu himself.
Ye Qiu takes seventy, while those people take thirty.
"Alright, since Young Master Yue has spoken, we’ll play along with him."
"Hehe, since Young Master Yue has spoken, let’s get started then."
Seeing that everyone agreed and didn’t ask about Ye Qiu’s skill level, Yue Feng inwardly smiled.
Just then, however, the female companion beside Liu Liang, a woman nad Bai Jie, suddenly said, "Young Master Yue, do you know what level this driver you admire is? How skilled is he?"
Hearing Bai Jie’s words, those who were about to place bets were startled. Although Ye Qiu didn’t look like anything special, you can’t judge a book by its cover. At this mont, they recalled sothing that sent a chill down their spine.
They all exchanged thankful glances with the alluringly dressed Bai Jie, then perked up their ears to listen to what Ye Qiu would say next.
Once again being stared at by everyone, Ye Qiu’s only thought was to hurry up and race, finish, take the money, and go ho.
Yue Feng then laughed and said, "Late Autumn, do you want to tell everyone, or should I?"
Late Autumn was the alias Ye Qiu registered with earlier when providing his information.
Ye Qiu thought for a mont and said, "You go ahead."
"Alright." Yue Feng nodded and then said to everyone, "Late Autumn is an A-level driver and hasn’t joined any team. Driving experience..."
Yue Feng thought for a mont, "Got his license just a few days ago."
Pfft...
As Yue Feng finished speaking, soone below suddenly spat out the drink they were sipping.
Just got his license, are you kidding? Turns out he’s a rookie?
So people, after hearing Yue Feng’s words, ignored Ye Qiu’s A-level license, and looked down on Ye Qiu even more.
While others, surprised by the ntion of Ye Qiu’s A-level license, imdiately thought of Liu Liang’s SS driver skills and relaxed, feeling reassured.
"So he’s just an A-level driver..."
The alluringly dressed Bai Jie shook her head in disappointnt at Ye Qiu’s back after hearing Yue Feng’s words.
She was Liu Liang’s woman, but not willingly. It all started because Liu Liang made a bet with her, saying he could beat everyone.
Bai Jie disdainfully said at the ti, "If you can beat everyone and maintain a winning streak, I’ll sleep with you."
As it turned out, Liu Liang really did it, and Bai Jie had to fulfill her promise. However, they had another agreent, which was that the mont Liu Liang’s winning streak ended and soone beat him, Bai Jie wouldn’t have to be with Liu Liang anymore.
So when she heard Yue Feng say soone would break Liu Liang’s winning streak, Bai Jie was genuinely excited and very hopeful.
But upon hearing that Ye Qiu was just an A-level driver, her disappointnt deepened.
While she didn’t like Liu Liang, his driving skills were indeed formidable. An SS driver couldn’t be defeated by an A-level driver.
"Hehe, now that everyone knows my driver’s level, are you willing to bet with ?"
Yue Feng said.
After Yue Feng finished speaking, those people below were imdiately filled with smiles. Then soone said to Yue Feng, "Young Master Yue, it seems we can’t bet. This is a bet we know Liu Liang will win. Once it starts, who will place their bets on your driver? Who will we win money from?"
"Exactly, Young Master Yue, this bet already has a known outco. How can we gamble? We can’t just win from ourselves, can we?"
When saying this, they glanced at Ye Qiu, their eyes full of contempt.
Ye Qiu, however, remained utterly unconcerned, sitting with his eyes closed, waiting for the race to start. His thoughts were simply to quickly race, win the money, and go ho. This place was too noisy, and his head hurt...
"Hehe, Young Master Yue, it seems this race is unbettable. Everyone is right; this match has no suspense, the outco is already known. What are we betting on?"
Liu Liang spoke at this mont, looking at the silent, eyes-closed Ye Qiu with a sneer, "I wonder how you offended Young Master Yue, that he’s humiliating you in this way."
While Yue Feng, hearing everyone’s words and Liu Liang’s, glanced at the ditative Ye Qiu and was about to say he would bet on Ye Qiu when a voice suddenly rang out.
"Who said no one’s betting on Ye Qiu? I, I will bet..."
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