After the poor daughter was exposed: bigwigs from all walks of life went crazy

After hearing these voices, the faces of the people who were originally in shock and surprise suddenly changed, and they all looked extremely angry.

The usually steady senior brother Lei Dong took the lead and walked towards the iron gate with a menacing look.

Song Zhen sighed lightly and followed.

After hearing those extremely insulting words, Shen Shu's cold brows instantly darkened.

No wonder the convoy base has to lock its gate in broad daylight and is very wary of people coming to the door. I guess it is to prevent this group of people from coming to cause trouble.

"Shut your stinky mouths! Believe it or not, I will tear you to pieces!"

Han Fei's fair and delicate face turned red with anger. If Lei Dong hadn't been there to hold him back, he would have almost rushed out and started a fight with the other party.

"Calm down!"

The tense situation between the two sides attracted many neighbors to watch.

"Why are those two teams arguing again? What's the matter this time?"

"Oh, I heard that two teams had a car accident on the Sheshan racing road. Both were seriously injured and are still in the hospital."

The old man who has been selling cigarettes and alcohol at the gate of the Baituo fleet base for many years knows this matter very well.

He took a puff of his cigarette, paused, and then said, "The two teams had some old grudges before, and this time the people on both sides simply made a bet and raced to draw a clear line at once."

"It is said that the losing team will never be able to set foot on the winding mountain road track in Sheshan again."

The crowd watching gasped in shock. This bet was indeed a bit too harsh.

There are few mountains in Shanghai, and the only winding mountain road race track that can be used specifically for racing is the one in Sheshan.

If we lose this, it means we will never be able to drive on mountain roads in Shanghai again.

The old man shook his head regretfully. The Baituo team was already at the bottom of the circle and had not yet produced any decent drivers.

The initiator of the bet, Guitu Racing Team, is backed by a foreign car company. In recent years, it has used money to produce many talented drivers, any one of whom can beat the Baituo Racing Team.

"Han Fei, I don't have time to argue with you. Hurry up and decide who you want to compete!"

Zou Xiang bit the cigarette butt, narrowed his gloomy eyes, walked forward and kicked the locked iron gate in front of him hard.

"You're not scared just because you heard that it was Master Yan who was going to compete, are you?"

The members of the Baituo team were all at the age of full of passion and enthusiasm. When they saw his extremely insulting action, they could no longer bear it and were ready to open the door and have a good fight with Zou Xiang and his group.

"Everyone calm down!" Song Zhen clenched his fists secretly. Although he was also angry, he still maintained his rationality.

Hill roads are very important to their team because the throttle drifting stunt can only be performed to the best effect in hill road racing.

So we can only win this game and not lose, but there is no one in the team who can compete with us.

Wu Mingyuan, the only one with better talent, had only just learned his unique skills for a short time. Thinking of this, Song Zhen closed his eyes and made a difficult decision.

"Coach, no!"

The team members who had calmed down instantly saw what Song Zhen was thinking, and hurriedly pulled him with red eyes.

"Or Coach Sun can come out on our behalf. Young Master Yan also wants to see the throttle drift of the Baituo team, so he agreed to compete for our return team."

Zou Xiang smiled coldly, threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and crushed it a few times.

As we all know, throttle drift was created by the former domestic racing god Song Zhen. After he disappeared, it was spread by his former teammate Sun Chang.

However, after nearly twenty years of spreading the word, Sun Chang, who took over the Baituo Racing Team, has not yet produced a single decent student, causing people inside and outside the circle to believe that this unique skill has been lost.

The purpose of Zou Xiang's coming here today was to stimulate Sun Chang to agree to compete, so as to give an explanation to Young Master Yan who wanted to see the throttle drift.

However, it is impossible for the members of the Baituo team to let their coach participate in the competition. They respect their coach. Moreover, this practice is not acceptable and will be criticized by people in the circle.

The atmosphere between the two sides at this moment has reached a freezing point, and neither side is willing to settle the matter peacefully or to take a step back.

"I'll compete with you."

Shen Shu, wearing a white dress, a sun hat and sunglasses, walked up to Zou Xiang fully armed.

There was a lazy smile on the corner of her mouth, giving people a leisurely feeling as if she was on vacation.

Zou Xiang frowned. He had never heard that there were female members in the Baituo team.

"who are you?"

"Who do you care about me? Anyway, don't you want an opponent who can drift?"

Shen Shu didn't want to get involved in the fight between the teams, but since her mentor was involved, she had to take action.

In addition, she is about to acquire the Baituo Racing Team, and as a boss she cannot let her subordinates suffer.

Zou Xiang narrowed his eyes, obviously thinking about this matter.

Logically speaking, outsiders should not be allowed to participate in the competition between teams. However, their team on the way back asked Yan Siyi, an outsider, to come forward, which was considered a breach of contract. Even if they won the competition tomorrow, it would be somewhat dishonorable.

If the Baituo team also used people outside the team, then this matter would be explainable.

It’s just that people like Young Master Yan attach great importance to face. If he knew that he was competing with a female driver, he might not be happy...

However, if an elder coach were to compete with Young Master Yan, he would probably turn against the Guitu team. After all, this kind of thing is too shameful to be discussed in public.

Zou Xiang weighed the pros and cons and finally agreed. Anyway, the driver was from the Baituo Racing Team and he also claimed that he could drift with the throttle, so his mission of finding the driver was accomplished.

"Okay! See you at Sheshan Raceway tomorrow night at nine o'clock. Whoever doesn't come is a grandson!"

As the people in the returning convoy left, the crowd of onlookers also dispersed.

Lei Dong, Han Fei and the others all lowered their heads, a feeling of frustration lingering in their hearts.

It was all their fault for being so useless that they didn't even have the ability and confidence to challenge for the coach, and yet they let a little sister who was much younger than them come forward to maintain the last bit of dignity for their group.

"Why are you all so dejected? Cheer up and keep your eyes open tomorrow to see how I beat those bastards."

Shen Shu's shout instantly brought out the contrast, causing everyone who were originally in low spirits to raise their heads.

Song Zhen's emotions were quite complicated. He suddenly asked, "Little girl, how did you learn to drift with the accelerator?"