God-Level All-rounder Expert

32: Chapter 32, I can give you an explanation!

32: Chapter 32, I can give you an explanation!

Fang Yi looked at this place full of street racers that resembled a camp, and he wasn’t shocked or anything.

Although such scenes were rare for the average person in China, he had often seen, even participated in such events, abroad.

But as for street racing, that do-or-die sort of thing, Fang Yi wasn’t particularly interested.

When he saw Shen Xiaoxiao chatting and laughing with some people, occasionally revealing her punkish side, he just felt a headache coming on.

However, this pleasant scene didn’t last long; after Shen Xiaoxiao bumped into a few rich kids, her face turned ashen.

She immediately appeared angry, clearly provoked.

Because Fang Yi saw those rich kids were obviously mocking Shen Xiaoxiao.

Fang Yi walked over and stood next to Shen Xiaoxiao, whispering, “What happened?”

“They…

they said my car is no good, called my Ferrari a piece of junk!” Shen Xiaoxiao, pointing at the rich kids, was on the verge of tears.

Inside, Fang Yi sighed, still immature at heart, unable to withstand a few provocations.

Fang Yi asked, “Do you know them?”

Shen Xiaoxiao shook her head.

Fang Yi looked thoughtful, then turned toward the rich kids and asked, “Who’s the leader here?”

A youth dressed in a non-mainstream way, clad in leather jacket and pants, with a couple of earrings on, walked out arrogantly saying, “I’m the boss, what about it, wanna throw down?”

Fang Yi grinned, “You guessed right, I really do want to throw down.”

As Fang Yi spoke, he had already moved like lightning in front of the non-mainstream youth, and immediately slapped him across the face.

The youth screamed pitifully, clutching his face as he staggered backward.

“Get him!

Beat him up!” the non-mainstream youth yelled.

Consequently, his several followers, cursing foully, charged at Fang Yi.

But as the saying goes, reality bites—a fist had told them that sheer numbers didn’t always win fights.

In less than half a minute, they were lying on the ground, whining and begging for mercy.

upon seeing Fang Yi who had retracted his fists, her eyes sparkled with

and the words ‘Big Brother Yi’ couldn’t

displeasing sorts, there’s no

“Oh, oh.”

repeatedly, though she didn’t quite

expect her

He didn’t want Shen Xiaoxiao to really turn into a full-on punk; right now, she just had a slight inclination toward

“But I haven’t raced

glared

You?”

Xiaoxiao immediately retorted, “What, you look down on

agree, don’t accept it,

Yi was

Shen Xiaoxiao: “…”

young girl, she just couldn’t find the words; in the end, she could only blurt out,

Yi

He was indeed!

because when

nameless flower could cure his ailment—it was all due to the Cultivation Method the old man

didn’t reject beautiful women, after all,

the Ferrari, Fang

sitting atop the car’s hood with her legs spread, he asked,

want to win

“Prize money?”

there’s a big race here

it—it’s

prize money is

you don’t come in first, second or third is fine, although the prize money is a

of the top corporations in the city.” He mentioned

Xiaoxiao pouted and

not like I earned it

and sister make, I really want to

like

“I got it.”

moment, Shen Xiaoxiao looked

and a group of

a middle-aged man with a scarred face, looking fierce and menacing, followed by a dozen or so people who looked like the

this group appeared, the racers around them all looked over,

“They seem…

for us,” Shen Xiaoxiao

said calmly as he pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took

never seen such a lineup before and felt a bit uneasy, but seeing Fang Yi calmly smoking, she quickly

there to

to her sister was hers too—she and Shen