He rode a motorcycle and crashed the plane.

Chapter 529 529. Not a coward

Faced with Xu Jia's suspicious look, Fatty Chen became a little anxious at this time and said: "I know you don't believe it, but I really didn't race with others, and I waited until the evening to drive out, just because I wanted to It’s much safer with fewer cars and fewer people on the road.”

"Not long after we got on the road, there was a BMW M3 blocking the car in front of me. I slowed down and he also slowed down. I changed lanes and the other party also changed lanes. It was clear that he wanted to cause trouble for me."

"I was afraid of damaging the old drunkard's car again, so I kept resisting and ignored me. As a result, he pulled me to the side of the road, and then suddenly braked hard. I had no choice but to turn the steering wheel to avoid it, and then I hit the car. On the guardrail on the side of the road."

If Xu Jia didn't believe it before, now that Fatty Chen has told the story clearly, he can probably believe it 70-80%. After all, with Fatty Chen's stupid IQ, it's a bit difficult to write a smooth and complete story, let alone hitting his head now.

"What does that have to do with me?"

Xu Jia asked back, it sounded like it was not his turn to take the blame for himself.

"Of course it has something to do with it. Someone got out of the BMW M3 after I crashed. He was surprised when he found out that I was driving the Toyota Corolla. By the way, he is Dongzi from Chenguang Racing Team. If you don't accept it, go to Tianming in Wu Province. The mountains are looking for him.”

"I'm not convinced?"

"Yes, that's your name he said!"

my name?

Xu Jia clasped his hands on his chest at this time and began to seriously think about the connection.

If everything Fatty Chen said is true, then it is obvious that the other party mistook the driver of the Toyota Corolla for himself, so he went over and provoked the other driver.

But the problem is that the only people who know that they have driven a Toyota Corolla were those who had hair that night.

But it’s hard to say. After all, using a Toyota Corolla to outperform the SS version of the Camaro is quite a sensation in the underground circles. It’s easy to spread the word. Won’t the old drunkard find out about it the next day?

Looking at it this way, the other party should be here for me, but Xu Jia has never heard of Dongzi from Chenguang Racing Team, and it is impossible to know him in this world, so where is the festival?

"Fat man, does Wu Province's Chenguang Racing Team have anything to do with Donghai Chenguang Club?"

"It's the Chenguang Club team. Their base camp is in Wu Province. They later came to Donghai when they wanted to transform into a professional team."

Hearing this answer, a figure emerged in Xu Jia's mind, and that was Chang Yu, the founder of Chenguang Club whom he met at the Donghai International Circuit yesterday.

At that time, I rejected his invitation very directly, and I could clearly see that Chang Yu's expression changed. Although it didn't go to the point of breaking out, the other party also walked away in the end.

From Chang Yu's point of view, he must have felt that Xu Jia did not give Chenguang Club any face in front of so many team management.

From Xu Jia's perspective, he felt that he had done nothing wrong. After all, he was not interested in invitations from Volkswagen 222 or the FCA team. Is there a big problem in politely rejecting a club that is a car club?

As the saying goes, business cannot be done without justice. After all, Chang Yu is also the founder of a racing club. If you really feel that you have lost face and want to get it back, you can have a race with yourself in person. Isn't this way too low? ?

No wonder the teams in Donghai can only be regarded as a car club, not a real professional team.

"I understand, you are fine, right?"

Xu Jia looked at the pig-headed Fatty Chen and asked apologetically. It seemed that he was indeed lying on the ground.

"It's not a big deal for people, but it's a big problem for cars."

"Where's the car?"

"It was towed to the repair shop last night. I went over to ask about the situation this morning. The other person said that the old car didn't have much repair value and suggested that I consider scrapping it directly."

After saying this, Fatty Chen had a sad face. He had just solved the cylinder problem two days ago, but now the car was completely destroyed. The old drunkard might have to skin himself.

"I'll go talk to the old drunkard about the car."

Xu Jia looked at Fatty Chen's appearance and said something.

"Really?"

"Yeah." But the surprised expression on Fatty Chen's face soon dimmed.

"Forget it, this time the matter is bigger and the car is going to be scrapped, so I'll have to deal with it myself. After all, I was the one who crashed it, so don't hurt you anymore."

"You fat guy, don't play coy with me, that's all."

Xu Jia replied angrily, then stood up and walked out of the store, heading towards a black card shop not far away. As long as the old drunkard was not in the store, he spent most of his time hiding in this black card shop playing "slot machines" .

Sure enough, when they entered the smoky black card hall, they saw an old drunkard holding a cigarette and sitting in front of a slot machine with red eyes.

Looking at this image alone, there is no hint that the old drunkard was once the strongest rally driver in the country.

Xu Jia sat directly next to the old drunkard. The other party glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and then said lightly: "Is something wrong?"

"The fat man was maliciously driven away from his car, and the Toyota Corolla in the store was hit and totaled."

The expected rage did not appear. The old drunkard still pressed the bet button on the slot machine and asked calmly: "Who wants to leave the car with malicious intent?"

"The driver of Wu Chenguang Racing Team, he came for me, but he just ran into a fat man driving a Toyota Corolla."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"I want him to understand that he has the wrong opponent."

When he said this, Xu Jia's tone showed a rare hint of "murderous intent".

In fact, after listening to what Fatty Chen said before, Xu Jia felt a kind of anger in his heart, even though this damn fat guy was a bad guy and was timid in front of the old drunkard.

But Xu Jia has not forgotten either. On the Donghai International Circuit, He Lei took a step forward. Even on the opponent's territory, the fat man did not hesitate to stand in front of him, fearing that someone with his size would make a move. Will suffer a loss.

This world is unfamiliar to Xu Jia, and the only one who can be called a friend now is Fatty Chen. He may have many shortcomings, but no one in this world is perfect, including Xu Jia himself.

Fatty Chen was lucky that he was fine last night, but what if there is a next time?

Some things have touched Xu Jia's bottom line, so they must be resolved!

"It's okay, I'm not a coward."

The old drunkard held a cigarette in his mouth and nodded with satisfaction.

"You don't object?"

Xu Jia was a little surprised, because he still remembered that he ran a lap with the Toyota Corolla that night, and the old drunkard seriously warned him that street racing would lead to death. His attitude changed so quickly today?

"Why object? You can't outrun the opponent?"

"There's no way I'm going to lose."

"That's alright. Do you think you still need me to go out and find the place?"

"No, you..."

Xu Jia always felt something was wrong, but as soon as he said this, he was rudely interrupted by the old drunkard.

"Don't act like a mother-in-law. I usually teach Haitao a lesson. I just don't want this stupid boy to go racing on the street and die, but that doesn't mean I can watch him being bullied."

"You kid won't die after running two laps underground now. Drivers are also very passionate. If you are scared or intimidated on the track, you will lose!"

(End of this chapter)