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Chapter 96

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So what if you have a luxury sports car? You're not done yet, are you?

Even a clay figurine has a temper!

Liu Yun watched them act pretentious in front of him. Seeing that they were finally tired and slowed down, he said, "Are you here to ruin my place?"

The other party's intentions were so obvious that even a fool would be able to see it.

Liu Yun's question clearly showed that he wanted to shed all pretense of cordiality.

Since he had already slapped his face to this extent, what was the point of shedding all pretense?

Liu Yun was now the president of the supercar club. If he didn't say anything, who else would come to participate in this supercar club?

It would just be a joke.

Liu Yun could not run the club anymore, but he couldn't bear the fact that he had become a joke.

F * ck his grandmother. If he doesn't let me have a good life, I have to kick him and slap him twice to vent my anger!

Zhong Chia-hing looked at Liu Yun, pointed at Liu Yun's chest, and said, "I'm here today to let you know how big the gap between Jinling and Shanghai is! Your Jinling is a country bumpkin's nest!

You're just a country bumpkin in a country bumpkin's nest. You're not even a fart in front of me. Hurry up and get lost. This place belongs to me tonight. Do you hear me clearly? "

This was Zhong Chia-hing's purpose.

What was the point of just slapping his face? It was just a matter of having fun for a while.

Not only did he want to slap Liu Yun's face, but he also wanted to snatch the supercar club that he had worked so hard to set up!

In the future, this supercar club would be his. He would be in charge of everything!

In this way, he could always have fun!

In the future, no matter if Liu Yun drove a sports car or saw a sports car, he would think of himself and everything that he had robbed!

He, Zhong Chia-hing, was Liu Yun's nightmare!

Liu Yun looked at Zhong Chia-hing's arrogant smile and was also angry in his heart.

The other Jinling young masters were also like defeated roosters, drooping their heads.

These people were too arrogant. They scolded all the Jinling people!

They even said that they were all country bumpkins! Just because these bastards drove a few luxurious sports cars here, it was too much!

But they couldn't say anything.

Who asked him to drive a luxury car?

Weren't supercar clubs competing in weight classes?

"Look! Someone else is coming! "

"It looks like a McLaren!"

"No way, Jinling also has a McLaren P1?"

As the crowd whispered, the McLaren P1 arrived in front of everyone.

The car door opened, and Ye Xuan and Liu Yanran got out.

Ye Xuan looked at Liu Yun and the others with a smile and said, "Didn't you want to hold an auto show? I drove my sister's McLaren P1 here to help you!"

Liu Yanran's beautiful demeanor made the men present envious. Even Zhong Chia-hing couldn't help but take a few more glances, and a trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

However, after he heard Ye Xuan's words, he laughed directly, as if he had heard an interesting joke. "That's right, can this lousy car be used to help you? Sure enough, you're a little brat who doesn't know anything. How can you be the master of an arrow with a chicken feather? "

The other Young Masters of Shanghai also mocked him.

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