Because there was nothing urgent, even though he was driving a supercar, Ye Chen didn't drive very fast.

When Ye Chen was driving normally on the road, suddenly a supercar sped past Ye Chen. It looked like he was racing with the accelerator pedal down.

As if to provoke Ye Chen, the car even accelerated deliberately when passing Ye Chen, and the roar of a supercar could be heard.

This is a McLaren P1 costing more than 10 million yuan.

Immediately afterwards, there is the second car, which is a supercar team.

Looking at the license plate, it seems to be from Hangzhou.

Because it is on a relatively remote road, there are very few cars around.

Naturally, Ye Chen couldn't coddle them. The next second, Ye Chen also accelerated.

Let’s not talk about Ye Chen’s top-notch driving skills, but let’s talk about Ye Chen’s Son of Lycanwolf. As a top-notch supercar with only seven units in the world, it goes without saying that it is fast.

"Driving a supercar, the speed is still so slow, okay."

After passing Ye Chen, in the first McLaren P1, the skinny young man muttered with great disdain.

"It's not because of me..."

The skinny young man was just bragging, but before he could finish his words, he saw a "black lightning" speeding past.

"Fuck!"

The skinny young man was dumbfounded.

That black supercar actually accelerated?

"So what if it accelerates?"

Because there was a female companion sitting next to him, the skinny young man certainly couldn't admit defeat. The next second, he also accelerated, trying to overtake the black supercar.

At the beginning, the skinny young man was still full of confidence.

I feel like I can overtake another car within ten seconds.

Three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds......

But until thirty or forty seconds later, not only did he fail to catch up with the black supercar, but the distance between him and the black supercar became wider and wider.

A few more seconds passed, and the black supercar even disappeared from his sight.

He lost miserably.

"That's not right, that black supercar just now was wrong."

Suddenly, the skinny young man realized something.

Because it was night and the light was not that good, he did not carefully observe the make and model of the black supercar.

Thinking about it now, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

What is his car? It’s a McLaren P1 costing more than 10 million yuan. Needless to say, it’s fast.

But the black supercar just passed him as if it was just for fun.

This is not right.

The skinny young man's mind was spinning crazily, comparing the top supercars he knew with the one just now.

Ten seconds later, the skinny young man showed a panicked expression on his face.

"No way, that...is a...Laiken...Wolf Son?"

The skinny young man said with a trembling voice.

He couldn't believe his guess.

Son of Lycanwolf, there are only seven in the world, how can it exist in Jiangzhou?

The skinny young man was not sure, so he quickly stopped on the side of the road, took out his cell phone, and searched for photos of the son of Lycon Wolf.

After seeing the results, the skinny young man's mind went blank.

OMG.

The black supercar just now is exactly the same as the Lycan Wolf Son!!!

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!”

The skinny young man didn't know how to describe his feelings. Unfortunately, he was not well-educated, so he could only use three "fuck" words in a row to express his shock.

Because he was so excited and shocked, the skinny young man's body started to tremble.

On the other side, I saw the car of the thin young man stopped, and the seven or eight supercars behind him also stopped one after another.

"Brother Zhao, what's wrong?"

Several supercar owners came over and knocked on the car windows.

Hearing the sound, the skinny young man calmed down.

Rolling down the window, the thin young man said excitedly:

"Did you notice the black supercar just now?"

"I noticed, that guy is really fast."

"Is that guy driving? He's obviously flying."

After hearing Young Master Zhao's question, the others all said with emotion.

"I'm talking about a car. Do you know what kind of car that supercar is?"

The more he talked, the more excited the skinny young man became.

"What car?"

"never seen it."

Several other people said they didn't know.

"That's a Lycan Wolf Son."

The skinny young man had an idea in his mind.

Son of Lycan Wolf, as soon as these five simple words came out, the other young masters also showed shocked expressions.

In Jiangzhou, there is actually a legendary Lycon Wolf Son?

Why are they so unbelieving?

This is unreasonable. If this son of Lycanwolf appeared in Yanjing or Shanghai, they would think it was normal.

But in Jiangzhou, an ordinary second- and third-tier city, it is incredible.

However, if it weren't for an awesome supercar like Son of Lycanwolf, how could it be possible to "defeat" them like this?

"Quick, contact the person immediately, use all connections, and be sure to find the big boss who drives the Lycan Wolf Son."

The skinny young man made arrangements immediately.

"When the time comes, ask him to be the president of our Beacon Black Cavalry!!!"

The skinny young man made up his mind. He must find the big boss who drove the Lycan Wolf Son and let him be their president.

They want to "kill" them back and take back their place!

The thin young man, and several other young men, are members of the famous "Fenghuo Black Riding" supercar club in Hangzhou.

Fenghuo Black Riding and three other supercar clubs are collectively known as the four major supercar clubs in Hangzhou.

Half a month ago, because the former president went abroad to develop, the Fenghuo Black Riding Supercar Club fell into civil strife.

Several vice presidents fought for power and wanted to be the president, which led to civil strife and the withdrawal of many members.

Not long ago, Fenghuo Black Riders was targeted by another club and launched a challenge.

In the end, several of the top players from Fenghuo Black Riding were defeated, and the position of the four major supercar clubs in Hangzhou was also taken away by that club.

The status of the Fenghuo Black Riding Supercar Club has plummeted.

The thin young man and several other young men were angry, but they were not strong enough, so they had no choice but to leave Hangzhou and go for a drive.

Unexpectedly, in Jiangzhou, they met a big boss who drove the Son of the Laiken Wolf.

If we could invite this big boss to be the president of their Fenghuo Black Riding Supercar Club, he would be in charge of the overall situation.

They hope to regain their position among the four major supercar clubs in Hangzhou!

Under the orders of the thin young master, several other young masters used their connections and began to search.

Although their driving skills are average, their backgrounds are not simple. Several of them have good backgrounds, especially the thin young man who leads them.

Ye Chen only regarded what happened on the road as a small incident and didn't pay much attention to it.

The next day, Ye Chen went to school as usual.

After class in the afternoon, Zhao Shuxuan and Su Ningshuang came to Ye Chen's house to play together.

"Ningshuang, brother, how about we play some games."

Looking at the phone was a bit boring, Zhao Shuxuan suddenly suggested.

"what game?"
Chapter completed!