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Chapter 166 - 140 Junior Brother

Chapter 166: Chapter 140 Junior Brother

Jealousy is the weed of the soul, it impedes the healthy growth of thoughts.

Wang Xianfu was jealous, since he was born, he had never been so envious of a person.

A sense of superiority is like a roller coaster, and this time, he experienced the free fall...

I originally thought he was just an ordinary spare tire among the multitude, unexpectedly, he was in charge of the Seven Oceans...

Calling him a playboy doesn’t do justice to such a man.

This is the Sea Emperor!

"Hey! Stop pulling my clothes, ouch, that hurts!"

"Hmph! Refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

"Bang!"

Watching Meng Lang being forcefully shoved into a luxury car with the doors welded shut by a wealthy woman, Wang Xianfu gained a deeper understanding of the concept of a "seller’s market."

What is a seller’s market? You want to buy but I’m not willing, that’s a seller’s market!

"Hey! Where on earth are you taking me?"

"Quit yapping, you’ll know once we get there!"

"Vroom~" The sports car roared away.

Wang Xianfu silently lit a cigarette, watched the departing rear of the car for a while, and tried to think about the meaning of his struggles...

...

"I’m saying, Yan Weiwei, you realize this is broad daylight kidnapping, right?" Meng Lang complained.

"Go ahead and yell. Even if you scream your throat hoarse, no one will come to save you!"

Yan Weiwei, looking smug, not ashamed but rather proud.

"Hey! Don’t you know, when it comes to driving, even if you win my body, it’s useless without my heart." Meng Lang rolled his eyes.

Hmm... that really is a problem...

Yan Weiwei pouted.

"What will it take for you to help? Let me tell you, the person asking for your help is no ordinary person.

If you can do this favor for him, and he owes you one, you’ll essentially be able to do whatever you want in Su City."

Walk sideways? That’s quite a claim.

Meng Lang blinked in surprise.

He looked at Yan Weiwei, "You’re not trying to set me up with this big shot just so I’d help, are you?"

"Hmph!" Yan Weiwei haughtily turned her head away, though her attitude said it all.

Social connections, for ordinary people, indeed serve as a shortcut to advancements in life, that much is undeniable.

Why else would so many people desperately flock to Jack Ma, even just for a photo opportunity?

Honestly, Meng Lang felt somewhat touched.

Though Yan Weiwei might be a bit fierce with her words, she certainly was a great friend.

If he were an ordinary person, this could have been a great opportunity to rise in stature.

But capability has always been more important than connections, and the wealth and high-end information those connections could provide, Meng Lang certainly did not lack.

With the time spent on socializing, I might as well write more code!

Weighing the risks and rewards, Meng Lang was not interested.

Yet, the good intentions showed by others made it hard for Meng Lang to outright refuse.

"Sister Yan, what exactly do you want the gentleman to do?"

At that moment, Xiao Yu, utterly confused, popped her head from the back seat and asked.

"Hmm... to put it simply, we have a car club, and the group owner admires Xiao Meng’s driving skills and wants him to help participate in a race."

Driving skills? Didn’t he say he was still getting his driver’s license?

What are they competing in, parallel parking?

Though somewhat puzzled, she still turned to look at Meng Lang.

"So, why don’t you want to?"

"What else could it be? First of all, street racing like that just isn’t safe, and I’m someone who really hates taking risks!"

"Hates taking risks? Hates taking risks and you still threw yourself in front of a bullet?" Yan Weiwei muttered under her breath while driving, but Xiao Yu didn’t hear her.

"Right! I think the gentleman’s concerns make a lot of sense. We shouldn’t get involved in dangerous things! So... is there a way to ensure a safe competition?" Xiao Yu looked at Yan Weiwei.

"Hmm..." Yan Weiwei thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up, "I do have an idea! Xiao Meng, if it’s not risky, you might as well agree, right?"

"Well... still no, I also hate showing off!" Meng Lang continued to shake his head.

Yan Weiwei was speechless, "It’s ironic that ’Lang’ is in your name, given you hate adventures and showing your face. Why not just call yourself ’Stable’!"

"Hey! You don’t understand, I lack ’Lang’ in my five elements, so I chose this name.

You think everyone is as free as you guys? I’m not messing around with you rich second generations.

My body is for saving the world, okay!"

Yan Weiwei couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

"Uncle, does it mean you won’t show your face then?" Xiao Yu asked.

"Hm? What do you mean?"

"Hehe!" Xiao Yu untied the red scarf around his neck...

...

At the foot of Wuming Mountain.

Several dozen expensive sports cars were parked in an open area, with dozens of men and women seemingly waiting for something.

At the heart of the crowd, a handsome man was intently watching a video on his phone.

"Sizzle~" "Sizzle~"

Slightly grating brake sounds emitted from the speaker, but the man wore an expression of enjoyment, as if listening to some enchanting music.

The video was quite shaky, causing some dizziness, yet the man watched with unblinking eyes, even replaying it repeatedly.

"Yifei, you’ve been watching this all afternoon, haven’t you gotten enough?" A woman in a crop top and large wavy hair pouted beside him.

"I haven’t seen you watching me this intently!"

"Haha! You don’t understand, although the full view isn’t clear, just from their handling, this is definitely a master!

I’ve seen many professional drivers, but very few have given me this smooth sensation.

Furthermore, the person was driving an old Citroën model from over a decade ago, which really demonstrates their skill.

I guess he must be a high-level professional racer!"

"Is he that impressive?" The woman was curious. "Sister Weiwei, where did you meet such an incredible person?"

"I don’t know, but, this place... why does it look like a driving school?" The man was also puzzled.

Yes! The video the man was watching was the one Yan Weiwei had recorded of Meng Lang in the car that morning.

After she had boastfully shared it in the car enthusiasts group, unexpectedly, the group owner had directly contacted Yan Weiwei, asking for help from this driver.

That’s what led to the scene of Yan Weiwei getting kidnapped.

"I just don’t know if Sister can persuade him to help us; otherwise, tonight, we might embarrass ourselves," the man sighed softly.

"Yifei, your driving skills are not bad either. Is Xu Jingfeng really that tough to deal with?"

"Ha! Hong Shijie’s challenge this time is just to put us down.

He’s basically indicating that the local gang rules Su City, not the big dragons.

If we lose this time, I’m afraid his arrogance will only worsen."

The man frowned slightly as he spoke.

"This Xu Jingfeng just returned from abroad, reportedly participating in several international rallies.

I’ve heard of those competitions; their level is not something domestic competitions can match.

As someone who’s just touched the threshold of a professional racer, facing him, my chances of winning are really slim."

The man was candid, freely admitting his disadvantage.

"But lose the battle, not the war. If Sister can’t bring someone, then I’ll just have to face it head-on, can’t let Hong Shijie look down on us."

Just as they were talking, a red sports car suddenly roared from afar and approached, capturing everyone’s attention.

The two instantly brightened up.

However, when the car stopped in front of them, and they saw the man who stepped down from the passenger seat, they were stunned.

"Uh... Sister, is this... that driver?"

"Yeah!" Yan Weiwei closed the car door, somewhat helplessly introducing Meng Lang, "This is my junior brother. He learned some martial arts in my family for a while, a semi-disciple of my grandfather."

"Haha! A true master indeed stands out, very unique!"

The man quickly smiled and extended his hand.

"Hello, my last name is Hu, thank you for coming to help. May I ask how to address you?"

Meng Lang shook his hand and under the red scarf, a faint voice came through.

"The Masked Racer."

Everyone: "..."