Chapter 86: not me, who?
Chapter 86 It's not me, who is it?
The screams and roars of everyone echoed in the empty space, as if there were some echoes in the entire Longlong Road.
The night wind suddenly blew from the top of the mountain, and it was cool on the face.
Ye Chuyang's short hair was messed up, she subconsciously raised her eyes and looked towards the main mountain range of Changlong Road, her eyes suddenly darkened a little.
Then, she smiled at the cheering crowd, her slender and white fingers slowly pressed against her thin lips and made a movement.
At the moment, the crowd fell into silence.
However, the excitement on everyone's face is very obvious.
The people who appeared here are dissolute, fearless of power, and advocating the strong, so since the first person is Ye Chuyang, they naturally have to cheer for it!
Ye Chuyang glanced at the crowd, and fell on the man next to the finish line with a slight smile and sneering eyes.
When the person in charge of Yang saw the silver-white McLaren F1 clearly, his face instantly turned black. His eyes were fixed on the slender, indifferent young man in front of him, and he asked word by word, "How could it be you!"
In the mind of the person in charge of Yang, although the bulls are ruthless, they have always been victorious generals, and they are also the living sign of their Cra.
However, at this moment, the game is over, the first place has received countless cheers, but the Bulls have not yet appeared.
A bad thought suddenly jumped up from the heart of Director Yang.
Ye Chuyang stood aside casually, leaning lazily against the car, she tilted her head and smiled lightly, "It's not me, who is it?"
"Where's the bull!"
"Oh, that guy who doesn't know how to live or die." The boy's slender fingers stroked her small, white chin, and her eyes suddenly became playful. She looked at the person in charge of Yang and said casually, "Maybe it's in heaven. Oh, no, the only place someone like him can stay is hell."
Ye Chuyang's voice was not deliberately lowered, and a group of onlookers at this time happened to have the same question as Director Yang, so everyone was quietly and curiously eavesdropping on the conversation between the two.
However, when they heard Ye Chuyang's words, everyone's expressions changed.
What does this boy in front of you mean?
The bull died?
Was it an accident or…
Everyone stared blankly at Ye Chuyang, and Director Yang stared blankly at the young man in front of him.
When the latter finally accepted the news that the bull was dead and reacted, the face of the person in charge of Yang became more and more ugly, he looked at Ye Chuyang and Ye Xiubai back and forth, his voice was hoarse with endless ridicule, "Okay, It turns out that this is the style of your Ye family! If you can't win the game, you will play tricks, and it's a shame that others will blow your third master Ye into hype!"
"Hey, wait." Ye Chuyang suddenly reached out and interrupted the person in charge who wanted to say something. She folded her arms and frowned, "Did you make a mistake? Why? The death of the bull is our Ye's way of playing?"
said, she waved her hand again, with an innocent face, "According to your logic, those racers who died in the previous race with the bulls were actually yours, Cra, behind the scenes, right?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" The face of the person in charge Yang, who was already ugly because of the death of the bull, was now even more like the bottom of the pot, "Those racing drivers are not as good as others."
"So, isn't the bull's match against me also because of my inferior skills?"
(end of this chapter)