"Are you sure?" Quan Zhichen asked suspiciously.
"Yes, we are sure!" The attitudes of the gangsters were still extremely firm.
Hearing this, Quan Zhichen couldn't help but sneer.
I thought to myself that I have already given you the steps, but if you are unwilling to even come down the steps, then it has nothing to do with me.
Finally, Quan Zhichen came up with a solution that was not a solution.
He first walked to an abandoned car that hit a mountain wall, opened the door, took out the car key from inside, and then locked the door.
Then he turned around, grabbed the two gangsters by their collars, and stuffed them into the car without any courtesy. Soon, the three people were like cotton, and were picked up by Quan Zhichen. All stuffed into the passenger seat.
In the end, Quan Zhichen was satisfied, closed the car door with a bang, and sneered, "You asked for this, just stay in there!"
After saying that, Quan Zhichen walked directly to the back of the car, opened the trunk of the car, and started to get tools to get the gas.
Since it is a racing car, some emergency supplies are usually prepared on the car, so the tools and everything are fairly complete.
Then you can clearly see that after Quan Zhichen took the tool, he started to get the oil very calmly.
Lifting the front cover of the other car, he took the oil from the front cover and smiled at the gnashing gangsters in the car. "I'm sorry, the car is out of oil. I can lend it to you."
Then he poured the removed oil directly into his own oil tank.
Although the gangsters were gnashing their teeth in anger, the car door had been locked and the key had been taken away by Quan Zhichen. They had no ability to resist, so they had no choice but to curse in the car, while cursing and watching Quan Zhi helplessly. I took the gas out of their car and rolled my eyes.
On the other side of the field, when the audience saw this scene, they all burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became even more intense.
This is truly an unprecedented race on the racing circuit!
Quan Zhichen not only succeeded in dragging these people down, but also had a fight with them on the track, and now he is still very calm about taking the gas from their car
He is simply a god, isn’t he
Many women couldn't help but become nymphomaniacs when they saw what Quan Zhichen did, "Oh my god, this man is so cool. Sister, I like him so much."
The girl next to me also screamed excitedly, "Me too!!!"
On the other hand, when Tang Nuanhua saw this scene, he didn't know whether he was pleased or funny, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.
But that middle-aged man was different. He was so angry that he clenched his fists tightly and his whole body couldn't stop shaking! ! !
The men on the side kept comforting him, "Boss, please calm down, please calm down, we brothers have tried our best."
As he spoke, he handed him a cup of tea, trying to ease his mood.
As a result, the cup of tea was knocked over steadily. The middle-aged gangster had an angry look on his face, and his neck and ears were red with anger. "I'll do my damn best! These trash, trash, trash, they are all trash!"
Those losers kept saying they would teach that man a lesson, but in the end they made such a big mistake on the field
It’s simply a shame to be thrown into the Pacific Ocean, isn’t it
Do these rubbish people have pig brains? How can he lose face as the boss!
Helpless, the surrounding men did not dare to say any more.
At this time, after getting the gas, Quan Zhichen calmly returned the keys to those people, then got into the car again and started to return.
The entire track was only a few kilometers long, so within a few minutes, Tang Nuanhua saw Quan Zhichen back from a distance and drove smoothly to the finish line.
The audience in the stadium burst into thunderous applause instantly!
This racing competition can be said to be unprecedentedly fierce.
In the end, Quan Zhichen lived up to expectations and won the championship, just like the generals who won the saints in ancient times, full of glory.
Even Tang Nuanhua couldn't help but feel a little proud when he saw Quan Zhichen, thinking that God was still on his side, and he didn't touch the wrong person at the critical moment.
Quan Zhichen was the one who took it least seriously. He just returned to the scene calmly, smiled at everyone, and then returned to Tang Nuanhua.
Tang Nuanhua said gratefully, "Mr. Quan, thank you so much. Thank you for helping me win this game!"
But Quan Zhichen just smiled and didn't take it seriously, "Don't thank me in a hurry. Didn't I just tell you that I just wanted to gamble and have fun, and I didn't go to the competition to help you."
"Ha, so that's it..."
When Tang Nuanhua heard this, he smiled and did not refute, but he still felt very grateful to this man in his heart.
No matter what the man's reasons were, no matter what, he helped her, Tang Nuanhua still made it clear.
"Okay, don't you still want to save your friend? Go and save your friend quickly." Quan Zhichen urged at this time.
"Yeah!" Tang Nuanhua nodded vigorously.
After that, the two of them returned to the middle-aged gangster and asked him to fulfill his promise.
"So, are you satisfied with the result of this competition?" Quan Zhichen smiled casually.
The middle-aged man clenched his fists together so tightly that they were almost turning white. His facial features showed unbearable anger. He wanted to strangle the man in front of him to death.
That's not a small amount, it's 400 million!
Even if he can't make the 400 million, he can at least make 200 million from the woman Tang Nuanhua, so that's not a loss.
As a result, the duck meat that reached the mouth just flew away!
He really wished he could chop the two people in front of him alive.
"Why don't you speak?"
At this time, Tang Nuanhua saw that the gangster had not spoken for a long time, and asked strangely, "Since you have agreed on a bet with me, you must be willing to admit defeat. Can you let my man go?"
"snort!"
The middle-aged man suddenly snorted coldly and looked at Tang Nuanhua coldly, "Who told you that I was going to let him go?"
"What?"
Tang Nuanhua's expression changed instantly, "What do you mean!"
The middle-aged gangster argued, "Don't you know what I mean? Didn't you see the surveillance just now? This man violated the rules of the game! So this game can't count at all, so why should I?" Compliance with commitments!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone present changed.
No one expected that until now, the gangster would act rogue and refuse to admit his guilt. It was simply shameless.