Beauty President's Medical Martial King

Chapter 294
Nie Fei was very disdainful of Mizoguchi Kenji's pretentious behavior. He obviously had a mouth, but he didn't need to use it to speak.

However, as a gift in return, he also stepped on the gas pedal twice to signal that he knew it. Putting this kind of pretentious mode on himself, he looked very cool and tyrannical, and there would be no suspicion of deliberate pretentiousness.

"Wow! Car God! Come on! That guy from the Neon Kingdom is tortured to death!"

"We support you! Don't let him go! Let him know how good we are!"

"Damn it, I'm betting on you to win. If I lose, I'll kill you!"

The last sentence was spoken by a fat man with a big belly, wearing a fat suit, with pomade on his back, he is simply a standard nouveau riche.

Judging by his excited appearance, it is estimated that he has put a lot of money, but he probably won't put his wealth and life on it, because such agitation is easy to burst blood vessels.

Nie Fei didn't care what this kind of guy said. If this guy dared to come and talk, he would have been beaten to the ground by him.

He doesn't care if this guy supports him or not, he has to be taught a lesson if he is provoked, otherwise what is his image as an idol.

This time, the one who was in charge of directing the start of the game was finally replaced by a man. Obviously, this man is not beautiful, and he is not as attractive as the beauties in front of him.

But at this time, the one who can stand up and direct is this person. Lin Zheng's black suit once again appeared on the stage. As a notary, no one can question him directing the game.

Those who are not very happy to host the game without beautiful women have long been drowned out by the cheering and cheering.

Zhu An lowered the car window, remembering what Nie Fei scolded earlier, raised his middle finger, and compared him fiercely.

Seeing Nie Fei's stunned eyes, he suddenly felt relieved. What he wanted to express in his heart was: You idiot, do you really think I won't fight back.

Seeing the surprised expression on the other party's face, Zhu An was even happier, I really thought you were the king of heaven.

Nie Fei turned his head, said "idiot" with his own mouth shape, and then pointed at Zhu An with his finger.

Now all the refueling people on the field are paying attention to the two racing cars, so someone immediately noticed the hand that Nie Fei was pointing at.

"My Cao! What is that guy doing?"

"Is this challenging the car god?"

"I'm Cao you bastard, get out of the car if you have the ability, and see if Grandpa will break your leg!"

"Damn it, a person who eats inside and out is still shameful here!"

Seeing Zhu An's gesture, the crowd on both sides exploded. If there is a vegetable seller nearby at this time, it is guaranteed to make the white GTR colorful and smell like rotten eggs.

Zhu An made everyone angry, but he was not stage fright at all. He simply raised his arms high so that everyone could see his raised middle finger.

As if feeling that this was not enough, Zhu An yelled at the doctor: "That's what I mean!"

The crowd around fell silent instantly, whether it was on Nie Fei's side or Mizoguchi Kenji's side, they were silent at the same time.

"Draft Master!"

With the first shout, a strong man threw his mobile phone and smashed it on the frame of the white GTR co-pilot.

It's a pity, it was just a little short, Nie Fei, as a bystander, sighed unkindly.

Zhu An is really mentally handicapped, he doesn't know what the law does not blame the public, what good is it to annoy these onlookers, is his brain broken.

When Mizoguchi saw someone throw something at the car, he became furious. He couldn't help cursing in his heart, what the hell is this stupid pig doing.

As the first brave man appeared, the others quickly followed the rhythm, and the crowd of onlookers not only took out their mobile phones and smashed them out.

The onlookers kept throwing cigarettes, lighters and other things, while the ladies were much richer. Make-up mirrors, combs, mascara, and lipsticks were simply colorful.

Under such strong pressure, Zhu An hastily rolled up the car window. His current honor is not suitable for showing his face to others.

Heiyi Zhuangbi was about to start hosting the game, but he didn't expect such a foolish thing to happen, so he could only stop and observe first.

It's not so much observation, it's better to say it's gloating, or it's psychologically helping Nie Fei, but it's not easy to show up.

If the race starts now, Mizoguchi Kenji's car can avoid this disaster, which is not what Lin Shao expected.

"Damn, these guys, do they know what they're doing!"

Zhu An was furious in the car, but he didn't dare to get out of the car, so he could only swear verbally.

Compared with Zhu An, Kenji Mizoguchi was even more angry. He was about to start the game, but this kind of accident happened suddenly, and he didn't ask for it.

There was a constant sound of "bang bang" coming from outside the car, which lasted for several minutes and still didn't stop, but there was nothing heavy for the time being, so the two of them were still safe in the car.

If anyone got out of the car, they would definitely be greeted with violent attacks from the masses.

The black suit was very happy to watch the excitement, but suddenly found that the strong man who threw the phone at the beginning moved a stone the size of his head from nowhere.

And it's not far from the side of the road. If it hits it, no matter how strong the white GTR is, the glass is still glass, and it will definitely be smashed into a big hole immediately.

When the time comes, the game will not have to continue, and it will definitely be rescheduled, which is not what his immediate boss Lin Zheng wants.

The black suit hurriedly waved the flag in his hand, and when he silently counted to three, he immediately waved it down vigorously.

Mizoguchi Kenji and Nie Fei had already concentrated their attention, and when they saw the waving flag, they rushed out together quickly.

The strong man was obviously one step too late. When he smashed the boulder in his hand, he just threw it on the rut left by the white GTR.

He could only say angrily: "Damn it, I have to deal with him well later on."

The black suit secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise he would really have to bear the blame today.

Although Kenji Mizoguchi's car was driven out together with Nie Fei's car, the motor had the same momentum, but the appearance was far from it.

Because the things thrown out by the ladies are more "characteristic", and the white GTR is colorful.

There are lipsticks of various shades, even forgiveness green, eyebrow pencil mascara and other things are more obvious, and the black and white body forms a strong contrast.

The consequences of the men's weapons are not ordinary, because powerful things are more lethal, and the shell of the white GTR will soon have many scars.

In this way, Mizoguchi Kenji drove a "broken car" and flew on the avenue of the competition.

(End of this chapter)