"Ouch, is there a feud in the Marcus team?"
"What's wrong? Stuttering?" Maddie tilted his head and looked at Hunter defiantly.
Suddenly, Hunter took a step, and his fist was about to hit Maddie in the face.
"Oh..." the surrounding people exclaimed.
Marcus tried to grab Hunter, but he moved too fast.
At this time, Hunter just wanted to smash Maddie's face, but a force held his waist and pulled him back.
He leaned back, slamming his back against someone.
He wanted to break free of the other party, but that hand... or that embrace was so powerful that it tightly encircled him, unable to move.
The physical strength of a racing driver is very strong, and he can hold Hunter tightly and cannot move. There are not many on the scene.
But Hunter was desperate to step forward, gritted his teeth and hated himself.
In the bathroom before, it was obvious that Maddie would be indifferent no matter how he insulted him, but the tighter the embrace behind him, the more ashamed he felt.
It seems that he has become a weak person and needs to be attached to the strong.
It's not like that, it's never been like that.
It had never occurred to him to use any shred of Winston's strength.
Even though they were drivers of completely different levels in Formula One, Hunter thought his mind was at least independent and on a par with Winston.
But when Maddie said those words in front of so many people, in front of Winston, everything changed.
"You..." Hunter's vocal cords were about to snap, but he just couldn't speak properly.
Even one sentence is fine, let him scold.
A piece of warmth pressed tightly against Hunter's cheek, and Winston's breath swept across his ears, as if to enter his brain through hearing and interweave with his thoughts.
"Take it easy, Hunter... I'm here, relax."
The voice was too soft, as if he lowered his body and didn't care about all the eyes, just to tell him.
"Leave it all to me, leave it to me..."
Winston's cheek rested lightly on Hunter at a slight angle, his breath falling on the corner of his lips.
"What, even Vann Winston can't save you now? Old Stutter?" Maddie laughed mockingly.
The next second, he felt as if his body had been stabbed violently, nailed into the marble wall behind him, and his throat seemed to be tightened like a hallucination.
"If you say one more word, I'll knock your head off and put it in the toilet."
The extremely cold voice sounded, and Winston's profile was still firmly pressed against Hunter's forehead, but murderous intent boiled in his raised eyes.
The entire hotel lobby fell silent.
Several reporters with work cards were stunned on the spot.
Marcus was also dumbfounded.
Maddie's eyes widened, he felt he had heard it wrong.
No one had ever heard Vann Winston's foul language, and it certainly wasn't a foul language.
Although he is unsmiling, he has always spoken politely. When he first debuted, he also faced a lot of criticism. He has always used an indifferent attitude to make attackers feel contempt from a height. When did he fight back with words
Hunter, who was immersed in anger, did not react to what Winston said just now. He tried to rush out of Winston's shackles, struggling to lift his legs to kick the opponent, his eyes were sore. He knew that he was useless, and the feeling of powerlessness and loss of control many years ago struck again, and he was so anxious that his tears were about to fall.
"you you… "
What the hell do you do besides spray shit!
Still unable to speak, the muscles of Hunter's whole body tensed up because of the tension.
But Winston took him back with only one hand, and his other hand clasped Hunter's head and pressed it to himself.
"What else do you do besides spray feces?"
Winston's chin was raised in absolute contempt.
The media at the scene expressed surprise again, and Sauber driver Donald, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, could not help but whistle.
"You can keep getting out of hand. I'll kiss you in front of everyone until you can say the whole thing to me."
Different from the soothing softness just now, what Winston said in Hunter's ear carried a kind of absolute repressive pressure, and the thoughts that were rushing around in Hunter's mind and could not be taken back were forcefully returned to their place.
The heartbeat gradually stabilized, Hunter took a deep breath, and turned his face to look at the other party's cold expression.
I will control myself.
control myself.
But I still really want to curse out a word to relieve my hatred!
"Be careful… "
Hunter opened his mouth, and before he could say a word, Winston said the rest.
"Be careful I rip your bird off and put it in your mouth."
Everyone who knew Winston at the scene showed an almost cracked expression, while Hunter froze his head and turned to look at each other.
The reason for his surprise was different from everyone else.
Obviously he was "taped", and he didn't shout out a word he wanted to vent, but Winston said it all for him.
Of course, all the dirty words like "fuck" were taken out.
"The first three sentences are what Hunter wants to say to you."
Winston let go of silly Hunter, put his pockets in his pockets, and walked to Maddie.
His line of sight is like a river falling from a height of 10,000 meters, and the accumulated kinetic energy is enough to penetrate the planet.
Under such momentum, McGrady felt that he had been crushed.
"Now that's what I'm going to say to you - you better hope your ankle never gets better. Otherwise, I'll take you off the track myself."
This is not a warning, Winston is strong enough.
After speaking, Winston turned around and walked towards the hotel door.
When he passed by the stupid Hunter, he lowered his head slightly, raised his fingers, and his knuckles brushed the eyelashes of his left eye, taking away the moisture in his eyes.
At that moment, the steady heartbeat suddenly fluctuated, and Hunter took a step back.
"What are you expecting, really think I'm going to kiss you in front of so many people?" Winston turned his face sideways and looked into Hunter's eyes.
Even if everyone can't find it, Hunter can see the smile from the bottom of this guy's eyes, which is like a split pod in the sun.
Purely as if only for him to understand alone.
Hunter opened his mouth slightly, his tongue and vocal cords were not tight, but he still couldn't speak.
Winston moved closer to his ear and whispered, "I'll be waiting for you at the next corner."
After he finished speaking, he walked out of the revolving door of the hotel under everyone's attention.
Two seconds later, the hotel lobby boiled.
"Oh my God! Was that really Winston? He just said more than he said in interviews with the media all season!"
"Is he provoking McGrady from the Marcus team? Didn't you hear what he said? God—"
Hunter, who was still boiling with anger just now, completely cooled down.
Is Winston making a name for himself
He hugged himself tightly, as if protecting him and reassuring him.
He knows he'll be speechless if he gets emotional, so he says things for him that he's never been able to say... But why does he know what he's going to say
It's like getting into his head!
Is Winston's cold image finished
Hunter looked around nervously, for fear that someone had filmed or recorded what Winston had just said.
"Ah! I forgot to take it just now! I was so surprised!"
"But... don't you think it's too imposing? It's like... just like a king!"
"This makes every media interview we do not see at all!"
"Wait, he just said the first three sentences for Hunter! Evan Hunter of the Marcus team!"
The media was about to turn, and Marcus suddenly realized that he dragged Hunter.
"Let's go! Let's go now!"
Hunter was dragged out by Marcus and pressed into the car. By the time he reacted, he had already arrived at the track.
The whole team is in a tight state, the mechanics are making the final adjustments.
The sound of the engine wakes his brain up when all the thoughts in the air have fallen back.
In his mind was Winston's "I'll be waiting for you at the next corner", and his heart seemed to be hit hard.
Winston wouldn't stop for anyone, he would just go faster and farther.
But he told Hunter that he thought Hunter would overtake him at some corner ahead.
The race was about to begin, and there was no extra time for Hunter to speculate and imagine what Winston was thinking at the time.
Hunter closed his eyes and laughed as he put on his fire mask.
"Hey... What's the matter?" The mechanic looked at Hunter worriedly, why is this guy a little abnormal today
"It's nothing... there's a guy who believes me blindly."
"Then use this game to tell him that his trust is not blind at all."
The other patted Hunter on the shoulder.
Well... I also want to know how far I can go with this kinetic energy when the tight spring is released.
All drivers are in their place.
The pole position in this race is still Charles of the Mercedes-Benz team known as the "Jaws".
He was followed by Owen of Red Bull Racing.
In third place is Ferrari's Winston.
In this game, the battle for the top three will become the biggest suspense.
"Jaws" Shire has dominated for two seasons, and Irving of Red Bull Racing is also a seasoned veteran, and it is said that he will officially retire after this season. In addition to Owen, the other person who has the greatest pressure on the Jaws to win the championship is Winston, who is only 22 years old.
This is his fourth year in Formula One. He has been in the top three in the standings, and last year he was just two points behind Charles.
This year, many in the media are predicting that this will be the year of Winston's outbreak.
The game was about to start, and Hunter looked ahead.
He knew he was still a long way from the corner Winston was talking about, and today... he had to get a little closer!
All five lights went out, the sound of the engine burst into the sky, and the audience went crazy.
Hunter rushed out, knowing that there were countless people behind him who were ready to surpass him.
The author has something to say: Salted egg time:
Hunter: Wow, it was so shocking when you slapped McGrady for me! I just want to run in circles!
Winston: So you're going to run laps, and when I do something shocking, you're going to circle the earth for a few weeks
Hunter: What else can you do
Winston: Hug you, kiss you, and force you to admit that you love me in front of the media.
Hunter: …