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Chapter 231: [231] If you don’t even dare to race cars, what kind of man are you?_1
 

Tang Feng had finished treating Qin Yanan and, after ensuring that she was alright, couldn’t wait to rush off to the antique street.

He wanted to test the scanning reminder function again to see how powerful it could be.

On the way, he suddenly received a call from Zhou Bingrui.

“Feng, you’re really divine!”

Zhou Bingrui started off with a bit of flattery.

While concentrating on driving, Tang Feng casually asked, “What’s happened now?”

“Didn’t you predict last night that Xi Yongchang would have an accident? This morning, sure enough, that old guy’s construction project really did have an accident. My dad was just praising you, saying you’re practically a fortune-teller.”

Bingrui’s voice brimmed with excitement, clearly not yet over the shock.

Tang Feng was taken aback for a moment, “Really? What kind of accident?”

Since the system hadn’t upgraded the night before, the information he had seen was limited.

He could only tell that Xi Yongchang was going to have trouble, but he couldn’t detect the specifics of the accident.

“A bridge in the Fangyuan area, which has been under construction for half a year and cost several hundred million, was about to open to traffic. This morning, it just collapsed…”

Tang Feng, hearing Bingrui’s description, also felt extremely shocked, “Were there any casualties?”

“It’s not clear yet, but the rescue teams have all rushed over. Regardless of whether there are casualties or not, this old guy’s got big trouble this time,” Zhou Bingrui said with a touch of schadenfreude.

He was always clear about who his friends and enemies were. Since Xi Yongchang had nearly caused trouble for his father, he naturally wouldn’t miss a chance to take pleasure in his misfortune.

Tang Feng couldn’t help but shake his head and chuckle bitterly. Although it wasn’t quite proper to take joy in another’s misfortune at a time like this, he could understand Bingrui’s feelings.

Zhou Bingrui mocked a few more times before remembering the real issue at hand, “Oh right, Feng, Xi Yongchang just called my dad to apologize, and he also mentioned he wanted your contact information.”

“What does he want my contact information for?” Tang Feng was taken aback again.

“He said he wanted to personally apologize to you and hopes to receive your forgiveness and have you point out a way forward. I told him he needed your permission before I could give him your contact info. What do you think?”

“Heh, what way forward can I show him? The accident has already happened, what can I do about it? Does he really think I’m a living immortal?” Tang Feng looked down on people like Xi Yongchang and didn’t want to get too involved with him.

“Exactly. My dad already warned him, but he didn’t take it seriously. Now he knows to regret it, but it’s too late!”

Zhou Bingrui felt increasingly on the same wavelength as Tang Feng, and the tone of their conversation grew warmer.

After chatting idly for a few more moments, they ended the call.

Tang Feng turned on the radio, only to hear that they were reporting on the bridge collapse in the Fangyuan area.

By some good fortune among the misfortune, only two unlucky construction workers were injured.

It was also lucky that the bridge had not yet opened to traffic; otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

Even so, Xi Yongchang’s career would suffer a devastating blow.

This must be what they call reaping what you sow, right?

He opened the convertible top of his Ferrari F8, lit a cigarette, and steered the wheel deftly with only his right hand.

In his hands, the Ferrari F8 was like a tamed dog, obediently weaving through the traffic.

“Baby, do you feel like my skills have improved a lot?”

Inside an Audi R8.

The driver was a man in his twenties with grey-white hair and two earrings in his left ear.

Seated in the passenger seat was a woman dressed in flashy attire.

At the man’s bragging, the woman chuckled dismissively, “Improved what? You’re still not as fast as someone driving one-handed.”

Just as the man was taken aback, he suddenly saw a red Ferrari F8 overtake them from the right.

The man in the car was handsome, with a cigarette in one hand, his arm resting on the door, and the other hand skillfully maneuvering the wheel, exuding coolness.

“So handsome,” the woman let out a swooning sigh.

The grey-haired man’s cheeks twitched twice, disdainfully replying, “Handsome my foot, I don’t see what’s so handsome about him.”

The woman provoked him intentionally, “He’s good-looking, and so is his car. Even his driving posture is cooler. He’s even faster with one hand than you are. Don’t you agree?”

The man glared at her annoyedly, “Don’t forget, you’re my girlfriend.”

The woman shrugged, “I’m just telling it like it is, are you that petty? Can’t handle the truth?”

The man snorted coldly, “Now you’ll see my real skills.”

With that, he stomped on the accelerator.

The Audi R8 sped towards the Ferrari F8.

“Vroom…”

As Tang Feng was leisurely listening to music and driving, an Audi R8 suddenly darted out from the right.

He quickly steadied the steering wheel to avoid a collision.

“Hey kid, want to race a few laps?” The window of the Audi R8 rolled down, the grey-haired man poked his head out and looked at him provocatively.

“Not interested,” Tang Feng waved his hand and continued driving at his own pace.

“So you’re a chicken? Can’t even race a car, what kind of man are you?” the grey-haired man continued to taunt.

Tang Feng gave him a scornful smile, then accelerated past him.

The man hurriedly followed.

But he was always behind by a car length, without any chance to overtake.

It wasn’t until the next traffic light that Tang Feng was waiting for the green when the man finally caught up again.

“Hey kid, dare to go to a road with no traffic and race a few laps?” The man once again poked his head out, challenging him.

“Why are you acting like an annoying fly? I’ve already said I don’t race,” Tang Feng was getting impatient.

“If you won’t race with me, then I’ll just keep following you,” the man threatened.

“Nutcase,” Tang Feng couldn’t help but curse under his breath.

At this moment, the green light came on and he was about to start the car.

But the man cut in front of him first, “If you won’t race with me, you won’t be going anywhere.”

Luckily, Tang Feng reacted quickly; a slower reaction might have resulted in a collision.

He was immediately tickled by anger.

“So you want to race, huh? Fine, but I have one condition.”