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Liu Jing did not reach for Lin Feng's tissue but stubbornly wiped her tears with her hand like a child. The tears dried up, and this method was naturally healthy, not wasting any paper, making it very environmentally friendly.
Seeing Liu Jing like this, Lin Feng silently praised her for being "strong" in his heart and tossed the tissue back into the magic ring. He knew there was no need for him to say anything.
Lin Feng felt a bit worried; Liu Jing might be strong in front of others, but what about when she was alone? She could still be heartbroken in private.
This is a common issue for those who appear strong on the surface, and Lin Feng guessed that Liu Jing was no exception.
However, Lin Feng also felt it would be inappropriate to encourage Liu Jing to cry in public. Even offering a shoulder might lead to misunderstandings.
Lin Feng estimated that if Liu Jing leaned on him and cried for a while, he would definitely earn the label of "Chen Shimei."
Well, since she wasn't going to cry, they might as well head back to the car. Lin Feng nodded at Liu Jing and got into the vehicle.
Liu Jing followed him into the car.
Since this suggestion came from Amin, the troublemaker, it was only natural for him to start the demonstration first so that Lin Feng could see how it was done.
It was still the same Partner; this woman seemed very familiar with the process. She walked over and threw a few flirtatious glances at everyone. This was an opportunity to promote herself, and she certainly wouldn't miss it.
Lin Feng continued to watch with wide eyes. For him, what was happening in this situation was quite new. Since he was there, how could he turn away just because it was unpleasant?
Lin Feng admitted that the way this woman flaunted herself was indeed quite off-putting.
Were advertisements always this distasteful? Lin Feng had no idea.
Lin Feng believes that women can be sexy and playful, but only in front of their own man, where the two can enjoy themselves however they like. If a woman behaves that way in public, she is no longer a woman but rather a lady of the night.
Finally, that lady finished her show, blew a kiss to Amin, and then lay down.
Amin was quite familiar with this routine; he also blew a kiss to the lady before driving off, his movements showing no hesitation.
It was almost reckless, yet he still blew kisses—was this some kind of farewell? Lin Feng was not impressed by Amin's hypocrisy.
You can't play games with her either, right? She's still a person.
It seemed that to showcase his skills, Amin immediately floored the gas pedal. When the car was at a certain distance from where the lady lay, he began to brake. Due to inertia, the front wheels stopped about 25 centimeters from her.
Not bad at all; soon someone went to measure the distance between the front wheels and where the lady was lying. Lin Feng's estimation was quite accurate—exactly 25.3 centimeters.
When the results came out, there was a cheer from everyone on the winding road. Clearly, it was those who had nothing better to do who were making noise. They might find it difficult to engage in such reckless behavior themselves, but watching others do it was easy enough.
Lin Feng couldn't understand these people—had they lost their minds? Joking with someone's life while seeking thrills? Why not lie down there themselves and let someone try?
Selfishness—willing to go to any lengths for personal gratification. Can they really enjoy such spectacles?
This selfish desire only satisfied their sensory stimulation. Lin Feng truly felt sorry for that lady because she was now constantly flaunting her body, which had been through who knows how many hands. Anyone with eyes could see she was showing off.
What’s there to show off about? No need to say it; it would only hurt feelings.
As for the lady, Lin Feng maintained a respectful attitude. After all, she had her own life to live. Lin Feng would mind his own business; he had no interest in interfering with others' affairs.
Amin was very satisfied with this result. He provocatively looked at Lin Feng. Although Lin Feng's driving skills were better than his, Amin had investigated this aspect and found that it might be Lin Feng's first time playing. His partner was Liu Jing, the daughter of the Liu family. Amin felt that as long as Lin Feng could manage not to tremble while driving, that would be enough; winning? Dream on.
Amin hoped that if Lin Feng's hands shook and he forgot to step on the gas, running over Liu Jing would be ideal. That way, he wouldn't have to deal with Lin Feng because Liu Jie would be the first to go after him.
Lin Feng was definitely not daydreaming; he was a reborn person with special abilities. To put it in a more fashionable way, Lin Feng was a "VIP in rebirth." With such an impressive background, Lin Feng realized all his dreams through action and didn't indulge in any fantasies.
If we are going to do something, let's do what can be achieved, not play with illusions.
Dreaming is a waste of brainpower; how many people have you seen whose brains are sharp while dreaming?
So, Lin Feng directly took Liu Jing out of the car and said, "The ground is too dirty; my partner won't do this kind of thing. We concede this round."
After saying that, Lin Feng provocatively looked at Amin, his meaning clear—there was contempt mixed in with his provocation.
For a man like this, Lin Feng felt no psychological pressure regarding any punishment he might face later.
Lin Feng continued to look down on him, but the entire venue erupted in thunderous applause. For the sake of his partner not lying on the dirty ground, Lin Feng boldly conceded; this was indeed the act of a true man.
Conceding at this moment was not embarrassing at all.
Amin did not expect Lin Feng's actions to have such an effect and was momentarily stunned.
Lin Feng also did not anticipate this outcome but quickly reacted by raising his hands slightly and gesturing for everyone to quiet down.
Although this group enjoyed excitement and even joked about life and death, at least they hadn't lost their basic nature; well, they were still somewhat human. This was Lin Feng's final evaluation.
Suddenly, Lin Feng felt that his charisma was quite impressive; otherwise, how could he inspire admiration? Wasn't this applause a sign of admiration?
Of course, Lin Feng raised his hand to quiet everyone not to show off, but because the referee was about to announce the results.
"Alright, now Lin Feng concedes, Amin wins. Both sides are now evenly matched. For the next round, Lin Feng will propose the competition rules," the referee said as he reappeared.
This was exactly what Lin Feng had been waiting for.
It was a best-of-three format, and Lin Feng didn't plan to knock out Amin in just two rounds; that wouldn't be fun, would it?
Lin Feng believed that the most exciting part was this final match.
"Hehe... I'm a novice and don't really understand any new gameplay; I'll stick with what Amin suggested," Lin Feng generously admitted that he was a beginner, deliberately pausing at the end.
After all, he was indeed a novice; admitting it wouldn't hurt.
After hearing Lin Feng's words, the crowd erupted into another wave of excitement. Not for any other reason but because this guy's foolishness was shocking. This fellow conceded in the last round and now planned to concede again?
However, among the crowd, there was one graceful figure who did not join in the commotion but looked at Lin Feng in shock. She never expected to see him here.
This person was Chen Xinni, the wealthy young lady whom Lin Feng had once made cry.
Chen Xinni hadn't planned to come, but after hearing some friends call her about a life-and-death showdown taking place here, she, already interested in Racing, decided to come over. Upon arriving, she happened to see Lin Feng, who was now the center of attention.
If one were to describe Lin Feng's impression on Chen Xinni, it would be "unsophisticated." To elaborate further, it would be "tacky"—both unsophisticated and tacky!
But at this moment, Lin Feng was dressed in a limited edition Racing outfit, accompanied by a stunning beauty who even made the beautiful Chen Xinni feel pressure. Leaning against a modified Ferrari, there was no trace of dirt on him at all.
He was simply the prince charming that Chen Xinni often dreamed of.
At that moment, Chen Xinni felt that her fake gangster boyfriend couldn't compare to Lin Feng even in the slightest. For a moment, she forgot that Lin Feng had made her cry and also forgot that he never really liked her.
Chen Xinni usually forgot about unhappy things.
Not to mention others, Amin was also pleased with his luck. This guy chose to compete in such a way, clearly handing the opportunity for victory to himself.
Just as Amin was about to agree to Lin Feng's ridiculous request, Lin Feng said to him, "However, it will be Partner driving while you and I lie on the ground. Also, the front wheels of the car must be close to your legs to win, but if the front wheels touch your legs, then you lose. I'm not that petty; you can choose another Partner."
After saying this, Lin Feng smiled at Amin, a smile hiding a knife.
Amin was clearly thrown off by Lin Feng's move. He thought victory was within reach but realized that Lin Feng wasn't a fool either.
Yes, Amin often played these kinds of games, which was why he proposed this method. Although Lin Feng's previous win had been quite strange, he knew Lin Feng's driving skills were superior to his own. He only felt confident proposing this unconventional method because it was something he was familiar with.
In the end, he succeeded.
But now, with Lin Feng wanting him to lie on the ground while someone else drove, he felt a bit uncertain. Usually, he was the one driving; suddenly having to trust someone else made him uneasy.
Although even if something went wrong, he wouldn't lose his life—just his legs—but he thought if he really lost his legs, it would be better to die.
Amin hesitated here while the fans over there were already cheering. In the end, Amin had no choice but to agree to Lin Feng's request.
However, at this moment, Amin did not try to show off anymore. Instead, he chose a more stable woman whom he trusted to be his Partner.
This woman was not exactly someone of high status, but Amin could not care about that at this point. When Daji arrived, he felt no inclination to appreciate her beauty.
His legs were almost gone; how could he still care about appearances?
Lin Feng still chose Liu Jing as his Partner. Among those present, she was the one Lin Feng trusted the most.
"Do you have confidence? I wouldn't even let you lie on the ground, so you shouldn't crash into me, right?" At this moment, Lin Feng still had the mood to joke.
"Aren't you afraid I might take the opportunity to retaliate and deliberately crash into you?" Liu Jing admired Lin Feng's calmness and asked.
"Hehe... If I get hit, it just means my legs are useless. I don't mind; you'll have to take care of me from now on. Let me tell you about my lifestyle habits first: I need someone to massage me for an hour before I sleep every night, or I can't fall asleep. Also, I change into over ten outfits a day; they can't be the same. And..." Lin Feng was about to continue sharing his pampered life when Liu Jing pushed him out of the car.
Lin Feng had just made a joke to lighten the atmosphere, hoping that Liu Jing could relax. In situations like this, what mattered was not driving skills but composure; if one panicked, it would be easier to make mistakes.
Since he had already been pushed out of the car, Lin Feng did not hesitate any longer and prepared to sit down. He wasn't foolish; if Liu Jing couldn't control the vehicle, he would simply dodge. After all, Amin definitely couldn't control the car either. At worst, it would end in a tie, and they could compete again.
How could he be so sure? Hehe... Lin Feng had his own ways.
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