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Ye Chen drove his motorcycle to the racing track.

This was the largest private racing track in Magic City.

Of course, the threshold to come here for racing was very high.

Just approaching the racing track, Ye Chen heard the roar of racing cars on the mountain road.

Just being in this environment alone could give one the feeling of boiling blood.

At this time, many people were discussing.

Today's racing was so exciting, it was said that the two most awesome motorcycle gods of China were here.

"Awesome, the tickets are flipping to a hundred thousand."

"A hundred thousand tickets!"

Ye Chen and Zhao Ying finished paying the money and drove their motorcycles into the racing track.

Turning his head, Ye Chen realized that Zhao Ying's small chest was still trembling now.

The experience of just sitting on a motorcycle and drifting was obviously very exciting for Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying's pretty face was flushed, and the feeling just now was like a dream.

Although it was a little scary, it was very exciting.

This girl was really completely different from the other girls she knew.

Zhao Ying looked excited, "Ye Chen, your driving skills are too good, I really am convinced, how did you just cross the curve, I thought I would rush down the hill."

Ye Chen smiled faintly, "That's a drifting skill of a motorcycle, only a professional can use it."

A professional athlete?

"You're a motorcycle pro?"

Ye Chen shook his head, "Although I'm not a professional, a professional should not be my opponent either."

Seeing Ye Chen's motorcycle, many people were surprised.

Heavens, this motorcycle is an Augusta, right.

Yes, yes, I've seen this motorcycle on the internet, like twenty-five million, the Ferrari of motorcycles.

Many people were now looking at the cool Agusta.

"It's said that this motorcycle is very hard to override, you have to go to training for two months to ride this kind of motorcycle."

"Awesome, the one who can ride this kind of motorcycle must be a god."

"Oh shit, the pretty girl on the back seat is so pretty."

........

Everyone was looking at Ye Chen and Zhao Ying and that cool motorcycle all talking.

As Ye Chen looked around, the entire racing track was filled with luxury cars.

BMWs, Mercedes, they're all considered low gears here.

Maseratis, Lamborghinis, and Ferraris are even more everywhere.

The motorcycles are also several millions of dollars.

Zhao Ying said excitedly, "There's a classic match today, a duel between two of the top motorcycle riders in China, Zhang Peng and Sun Hao."

"Are these two great?" Ye Chen asked curiously.

"Recently, two people in the rich circle of the Devil's Capital, Cong Cong and Ding Bo, had a falling out over a webcomic, which didn't convince anyone, and invited the best motorcycle rider in China to fight it out here."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Ye Chen nodded his head.

It would definitely cost a lot of money to invite the top motorcycle riders in China, and this was something that only those idle rich people would use.

The two people were leaning against the motorcycle and chatting when a devilishly beautiful, sexy and feminine woman came over.

"Ying, did you bring your little boyfriend to race today?"

"Hana, it's not!"

"Haha, your face is red, you're still shy with Sister Hua."

Zhao Ying even introduced, "Ye Chen, this is Sister Hua, she is the manager of this racing track."

Ye Chen smiled and extended his hand, "Hello Sister Hua."

Sister Hua shook Ye Chen's hand, her beautiful eyes sized up Ye Chen's body.

"Little Ying, you have a good eye yo, finding such a handsome boy."

"Sister Hua, don't say it." Being ridiculed by Sister Hua, Zhao Ying's pretty face became more and more red.

"By the way, there's a motorcycle race today, do you guys want to participate?" Sister Hua asked.

Zhao Ying looked at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen nodded, "Sister Hua will register me, I'll apply for S class."

"S-rank?" Hana was stunned.

The S class was the highest class in motorcycle racing.

"Are you sure about the S class, the participants are all professional or semi-professional athletes ah." Sister Hua smiled.

Ye Chen nodded, "Well, since we're playing, let's play with the best, otherwise it's meaningless to win."

Hearing Ye Chen's arrogant words, Sister Hua smiled.

Many young people always felt that their driving skills were good and ended up reporting S-class, but when they compared it, they were foolish.

The strength of professional and semi-professional players was not at all on the same level as that of ordinary players.

Sister Hua nodded, "Alright, since you want to report I'll give you the registration fee of 200,000."

Ye Chen can't help but sigh, this private racing circuit is really damn money grabbing ah, tickets 100,000, registration fee 200,000, but also what didn't do it 300,000 out.

But this kind of private racing is already a rich man's game, so two or three hundred thousand is nothing in the eyes of these rich second generation.

Ye Chen directly pulled out his card and swiped the money, and 300,000 was just a mere dime for Ye Chen.

Thinking of how he used to even have a headache over a few thousand rent, Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh that it was good to have money.

Sister Hua asked, "What type of motorcycle do you have?"

Ye Chen pointed to the side of the motorcycle.

Agusta?

The cigarette that Hana was holding in her mouth snapped to the ground.

She excitedly ran to the motorcycle like she was caressing her beloved toy.

"Oh my God, this is the Agusta, the Ferrari of motorcycles, I thought it was especially great when I saw the introduction on the internet before, I didn't expect to meet a real car today."

Sister Hua touched the motorcycle with a face of envy.

"Ye Chen, can I ride a lap?"

Ye Chen nodded, "But this motorcycle is a bit difficult to control, so I'll teach you first."

"Okay!"

Hana sat on the motorcycle while Ye Chen taught her the controls of the motorcycle behind her.

As a motorcycle expert, Sister Hua's comprehension was also very strong and she quickly understood it.

But Ye Chen was still unsure, after all, it was the most difficult motorcycle to control.

"This way, I'll sit behind you, I can help you if there's a problem."

"Mm."

Hana and Ye Chen put on their helmets and started the motorcycle.

"Holy shit, who is that man sitting behind Sister Hua."

"Awesome, he can get into Sister Hua's car."

"I've been fucking around in the racing circuit for a few years, and this is the first time I've seen a man sitting behind Sister Hua's motorcycle."

........

Listening to the people around her, Zhao Ying didn't know why her heart was sore.

Could it be that she really loved this man so much?

Buzz off!

Sister Hana rode Augusta and rushed towards the trail.

Seeing this scene, Ding Bo frowned and asked, "Who is that kid sitting behind Hana?"

"Don't know each other, first time here, doesn't seem to be from our circle, came with Zhao Ying."

"Ying?" Ding Bo's face fell as he listened.

Running a circle, Hana looked excited.

Worthy of being Augusta, it was really too cool.

Looking at Ye Chen, Ding Bo's eyes flashed with a touch of ice.

But at this moment, Wang Cong Cong came over.

The crowd's attention was drawn back to Wang Congcong and Ding Bo.