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"I don't know, let's go up and take a look." Lin Feng began to play dumb again; he was quite skilled at it.
After saying that, Lin Feng ignored Liu Jing's attempts to say anything further and kept his car, which was 20 yards away, slowly moving toward Amin's vehicle.
In the racing arena, if a racer leaves their car or if an outsider touches a racer’s vehicle, there would be corresponding penalties. Therefore, Lin Feng could only sit in his car and observe; he couldn't get out to check.
In fact, Lin Feng didn't really need to check. It was just a broken engine wire, after all. The car couldn't move anymore.
Lin Feng understood this situation better than Amin did because it was he who had caused it.
To be honest, it was the magic ring that had played its role. Just now, the reason Lin Feng stopped to wait for Amin was that he intended to cause trouble—specifically, to use the magic ring to do so.
As long as he was within a meter of distance, Lin Feng could instantly control Amin's racing engine and pull the engine wire into the magic ring. Without the engine wire, how could the car still run?
As for why Amin's car could still move even after losing its engine wire earlier, that was simpler—it was due to inertia.
Although the car had lost its power source without the engine wire, it was already moving fast. So at the moment when Lin Feng took away the engine wire, perhaps only Lin Feng knew that Amin could vaguely sense something was wrong. The others were completely unaware and even thought Amin had passed Lin Feng. Liu Jing, sitting in the car, was no exception.
In short, encountering Lin Feng, who had the magic ring to cheat with, was truly unfortunate for Amin.
"What's wrong? Not going to race?" Lin Feng rolled down his window and asked.
It was indeed strange for two racers to roll down their windows and chat during a race on the track.
"You..." After Amin's car stopped and he tried several times without success to get it moving again, he was already furious. Being addressed by Lin Feng like this made him even more speechless with anger.
He had bet everything he had on this race. If he lost, he didn't know how Song Xin would deal with him; he was well aware of Song Xin's methods.
"Sorry, I can't stay too long, or the referee will call a foul on me. Do you want me to call a tow truck for you?" Lin Feng said, feeling very "sorry" that he couldn't be of any help. He then started the car, and this time, Lin Feng let loose. The Ferrari traced a beautiful arc as it began to race wildly.
He had been holding back for too long.
Having a good car but not being able to take it for a proper spin was torture, wasn't it?
So, to fulfill his desire for a thrilling ride, Lin Feng began his solo performance on Mountain Road.
Liu Jing also got into the mood, rolling down all the windows and closing her eyes, feeling the wild wind rush into the car and brush against her pretty face. At that moment, Liu Jing felt as if the wind were a mischievous child.
Inside the car, Liu Jing, who already loved racing, was on the verge of screaming with excitement.
However, in this situation, screaming was quite understandable.
"Whoosh..." No matter how exhilarating it was, there had to be a moment to stop.
Sure enough, Lin Feng executed a perfect emergency brake, causing the Ferrari's rear to perform a stunning 180-degree spin before coming to a halt.
Looking at Liu Jing, who seemed to have returned from heaven to hell, Lin Feng revealed a playful smile and said, "Little girl, we're home!"
After saying that, Lin Feng unbuckled his seatbelt and opened the door to get out.
"Bang..." The Ferrari was impressive; even the sound of closing the door was deep and satisfying—very nice.
"Haha..." Even someone like Liu Jie couldn't help but laugh heartily as he walked over to Lin Feng.
They embraced, which made Lin Feng feel a bit awkward. Although in such an excited situation an embrace was nothing to be awkward about, Lin Feng thought that if Liu Jie were replaced by a beautiful girl, it would have been perfect.
"How is it? I told you Lin Brother wouldn't let me down." After a brief embrace, Liu Jie said to Lin Feng.
Speaking casually, he couldn't help but throw a punch, rubbing his chest where Liu Jie had hit him a bit too hard. Lin Feng squinted and replied, "Not much."
"Haha..." Even Liu Jing couldn't help but laugh at Lin Feng's remark.
On the other hand, Song Xin continued to regain his complexion, which resembled that of liver. With his temperament, he wouldn't come over at this moment, not even to feign a greeting.
However, the stunning Song Qi winked at Lin Feng, leaving him confused. Not knowing what she meant, Lin Feng pretended not to see it.
This woman is not simple! That was Lin Feng's impression of Song Qi so far; as for Song Xin, he was simply incomparable to his sister.
"Boom..." As if to highlight the tragedy on Song Xin's side, the sky suddenly thundered and lightning flashed, with rain pouring down without warning.
Everyone hurriedly sought shelter from the rain, and Lin Feng and the others squeezed into the modified Ferrari that Lin Feng used for racing.
"Not good..." Just as they got into the car, Liu Jie said with a serious expression to Lin Feng.
"Yeah, let's wait and see," Lin Feng replied, knowing what Liu Jie was thinking.
As for Liu Jing, she was quite smart but still didn't understand what was going on between Lin Feng and her brother. What was wrong?
"It's raining; the race will have to be paused." Seeing that Liu Jing hadn't reacted immediately, Lin Feng kindly reminded her.
Indeed, once the race was paused, even if it was delayed by a day, someone from Song Xin's side might come to have a "brutal" negotiation with Lin Feng. Such negotiations could lead to anything from sending Lin Feng to the hospital to potentially making him disappear forever.
The large cake that is the B City Casino was already enough for them to resort to any means necessary.
Of course, everything is based on the premise that they can successfully take down Lin Feng, but that possibility is slim to none.
"I know, you think you're the only smart one," Liu Jing said stubbornly after Lin Feng reminded her.
"Haha... Xiaojing, you really are quite clever," Liu Jie remarked, recalling a few days ago when his subordinate reported that Liu Jing had suddenly ordered a halt to all investigations into Lin Feng.
"I..." Liu Jing felt her face flush from her brother's words; she knew he was mocking her, but it was a kind of teasing that came from goodwill.
Sure enough, Liu Jie and Lin Feng's speculation was correct. Before long, Liu Jie's subordinate brought news that the match would be postponed due to the sudden rain.
Of course, today’s round counted as a win for Lin Feng, and that was undeniable.
Since the match was delayed, Lin Feng naturally had no reason to stick around. However, before leaving, he needed to collect the fifty million he had won from his bet. With the principal and winnings combined, Lin Feng now had nearly one hundred million in assets.
One hundred million could be considered a small fortune.
Even though Lin Feng was a reborn individual with special abilities, he couldn't help but feel a bit excited.
When it came time to collect his winnings, Song Xin didn't even show up; she probably couldn't bear to face him, which Lin Feng had anticipated.
The one who handed over the betting money to Lin Feng was Song Xin's sister, Song Qi, that alluring woman.
"Hehe... Ninety-nine million eight hundred thousand, Feng Shao, do you need me to count it?" Song Qi personally delivered the cash to Lin Feng. Of course, with such a large sum of money, it was quite heavy; behind her were two strong men responsible for carrying the cash. She was merely there for the handover.
Lin Feng didn't comment on Song Qi's address of him as "Feng Shao." Perhaps this title represented a form of respect—at least it indicated outward respect.
"Hehe... Thank you. I didn't expect you to know I like cash. Miss Song is quite thoughtful," Lin Feng said as he grabbed the bag effortlessly and spoke casually.
Lin Feng's words actually implied that Song Qi had already started investigating his matters, but he did not state it outright. He believed that Song Qi had understood the underlying meaning of his words.
"Hehe... I just heard about Feng Shao's strange habit, and since I happened to have enough cash, I prepared it for Feng Shao. Our Casino has a very good reputation," Song Xin said, pretending not to understand the subtext in Lin Feng's words, as she watched Lin Feng effortlessly lift two heavy bags of money that would require two strong men to carry.
"Hehe... our little Qi is still so thoughtful. Alright, let's go. Little Qi, you should head home early as well; I won't see you off," Liu Jie remarked when he saw that Lin Feng had already collected the money.
"Yes, goodbye. I almost forgot to congratulate Feng Shao. Your performance tonight was spectacular. Make sure to rest well; I hope to see more of your brilliance in the future," Song Qi said with a slight smile.
"Yes, goodbye." Lin Feng did not engage in further pleasantries and left with Liu Jie and the others.
On the way back, Lin Feng was still driving that modified Ferrari, but inside were Liu Jie and his two siblings, along with an unknown young man who was presumably their bodyguard.
Of course, there were several cars providing protection in front and behind; this level of security was something Lin Feng had never experienced before.
Recalling Liu Jie’s strength with Internal Energy, Lin Feng glanced at the unknown bodyguard. To be able to serve as Liu Jie’s bodyguard indicated terrifying strength; Lin Feng felt he could not defeat him unless he had a grenade hidden in the magic ring, which might injure him.
"By the way, Lin Feng, why did Amin's Racing suddenly go silent?" Liu Jie asked from the passenger seat as if he had just thought of this question.
"I don't know; maybe they weren't paying attention during testing," Lin Feng replied without hesitation.
Some things are different when someone can guess them versus when one states them outright. Lin Feng wasn't afraid of others figuring out that he was behind it, but he would never admit it himself.
In short, if you can guess it, then go ahead and guess.
"Well, I guess we got lucky," Liu Jie said tentatively. Since Lin Feng didn't say anything more, he could only laugh it off.
That night, considering Lin Feng's safety concerns, he stayed overnight at a heavily guarded villa in City B with Liu Jie. Lin Feng had no objections; having someone protect him was certainly better than relying on himself.
Of course, as soon as they arrived at Liu Family Villa, Lin Feng seized the opportunity to throw a large sum of money into the magic ring—almost one hundred million in cash. He just couldn't feel secure without putting it in the ring.
The next morning, the rain had stopped. After a few hours of sleep, Lin Feng woke up feeling refreshed. After breakfast, he went to school with Liu Jing.
Naturally, it was impossible to rely on Liu Jing for protection. Liu Jie must have arranged for some experts to protect him in secret.
Lin Feng didn't see anything wrong with this arrangement. After all, he didn't have any shady business to attend to lately and didn't need to go to Wolf Gang, so it was fine to let others protect him. He didn’t want to waste their efforts.
However, once the situation passed, Lin Feng would no longer accept protection. It wasn't that Song Xin would stop being a threat after the competition; rather, Lin Feng believed he could take care of himself.
More importantly, Lin Feng needed to have his own strength.
Just as he and Liu Jing stepped into the classroom with the ringing of the class bell, Lin Feng was notified that he needed to go to the Academic Affairs Office because Director Zhu was looking for him.
"Director Zhu? Isn't that Zhu Bajie? What does he want with me?" Lin Feng thought as he walked toward Zhu Bajie's office.
In any case, he figured that this pig wouldn't bring him any good news, so he might as well go see what it was about.
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