Chapter 222 Racing to Win

Li Qingfeng just walked into the bar, and the bar that was still noisy just now fell silent. Everyone looked at him with admiration, envy, but more anger.

They admired Qingfeng Li because of Qingfeng Li's good driving skills. Not only could he speed up drifting in the air, but he could also drive cars with punctured tires down hills. As racing enthusiasts, they naturally admired people with good driving skills.

They were angry with Qingfeng Li. It was because they bet that Wang Kun would win during the competition, but they didn't expect Qingfeng Li to win in the end. They lost money, can they not be angry?

Of course, in addition to the anger of those who lost money, there are also some people who are angry, that is, those gangsters, because Wang Kun is their boss, and now they have lost the game, and their boss lost, so they are naturally angry.

Li Qingfeng smiled faintly, and looked at the people in the bar coldly, whether he worshiped himself or was angry with himself, he didn't care, what he cared about was the person who threw nails on the mountain road.

"Whoever threw nails on the mountain road just now, stand up for me." Li Qingfeng said to the people in the bar with his mouth slightly raised.

Hearing Li Qingfeng's words, the people in the bar looked left and right, but they didn't speak, but they also understood that Li Qingfeng was looking for trouble, and he wanted to trouble the nail-sprinkler.

To be honest, the people in the bar also hate the man who throws nails, because it is breaking the rules of racing.

"I'll say it again, whoever sprinkled the nails on the mountain road, stand up yourself, and I can only break one of your legs. If I find out, it will break both of your legs." Li Qingfeng warned with a cold smile .

The yellow-haired gangster's expression changed, he glanced nervously at Qingfeng Li, and shrank back, but did not stand up.

The action of the yellow-haired gangster was very subtle, but Li Qingfeng still noticed it. Li Qingfeng quickly came to the yellow-haired gangster, and said in a cold voice: "Huang Mao, you probably cast the nails on the mountain road."

Facing Li Qingfeng's questioning, Huang Mao shook his head, and said loudly: "It's not me, I've been drinking at the bar, why would I go to Shandao to throw nails."

The yellow-haired gangster will not admit that he threw the nails, because the people here are all racing car people, and what they hate most is throwing nails on the mountain road. Once the car is stuck on the nails, the car will crash and people will die.

If the yellow-haired gangster dared to admit that he was the one who set the nails on him, he would definitely be despised by everyone in the bar, and he would never want to hang around here in the future. For his own future, he would not admit it.

"Then let me ask you, why is there dirt on the mountain path on your feet?" Li Qingfeng looked at the dirt on the toes of the yellow-haired gangster's shoes and asked coldly.

Mountain dirt?

The yellow-haired bastard looked down, and sure enough, he found some dirt on the toes of his shoes, which had stuck to them when he sprinkled nails on the mountain road.

He knew that he couldn't deny it, because the dirt on the mountain road was the evidence that he had gone up eighteen bends, and the toes of other people's shoes were clean without any dirt.

"Huangmao, what else do you have to say?"

"Even if I cast the nails, so what can you do, I'm Brother Kun's man."

"Brother Kun, you're just a fart in my eyes." Li Qingfeng smiled coldly and kicked the yellow-haired bastard in the stomach.

The yellow-haired gangster wanted to dodge, but Li Qingfeng's speed was too fast, and he kicked him to the ground with one kick. He felt a sharp pain in his stomach, and his body was constantly twitching. He was lying on the ground and couldn't get up.

"Tell me, who told you to throw nails on the mountain road?" Li Qingfeng looked at the yellow-haired bastard on the ground and asked condescendingly.

"Hmph, why should I tell you?" the yellow-haired gangster snorted coldly and said stiffly.

Li Qingfeng frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: If you don't say anything, I will break your two legs.

Hearing that his two legs were broken, the yellow-haired gangster's face changed, and a touch of paleness appeared on his face.

"Hmph, who do you think you are, the one who dares to threaten me." Suddenly, a gloomy voice came from outside.

Wang Kun walked in with a gloomy face. He just drove the Lamborghini to the foot of the mountain, ten minutes later than Qingfeng Li.

Needless to say, Wang Kun has already lost this racing competition.

"You are defeated, what right do you have to speak here?" Li Qingfeng glanced at Wang Kun lightly, and said in a cold voice.

"You won the car race, it only means that you have good driving skills. Let me advise you, this is not a place for you to play wild, so let him go." Wang Kun walked to the middle of the group of gangsters and said threateningly.

The Wild Bar was established with Wang Kun's money. This is his base camp, and the gangsters here are all under his command. Here, he is not afraid of Li Qingfeng.

Click, click.

Facing Wang Kun's threat, Li Qingfeng stretched out his right foot, and directly broke the yellow-haired bastard's legs, causing him to scream and pass out.

"Bastard, how dare you not listen to me." Seeing the yellow-haired gangster's legs broken by Qingfeng Li, Wang Kun's face changed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

You know, the gangsters in this wild bar are all his subordinates, and now in front of him, his subordinates had two legs broken by Qingfeng Li, what is this, this is a slap in the face.

Wang Kun knew that he must seek justice for the yellow-haired gangster, otherwise his prestige and face would be damaged.

"Wang Kun, you instructed the yellow-haired bastard to scatter the nails on the mountain road, right?" Li Qingfeng glanced at Wang Kun and said coldly.

He knew that the only person who could command the yellow-haired gangster was Wang Kun in front of him, and no one else had that ability.

"So what if it's me?"

"Very well, I will make you pay for it."

"Laugh at me to death, let me pay the price, do you know who I am?"

"Who cares about my business?" Li Qingfeng smiled coldly, and with a movement of his body, he was in front of Wang Kun in an instant like a bolt of lightning.

Peng!

Qingfeng Li stretched out his right foot like a whirlwind, kicking Wang Kun to the ground without giving him a chance to fight back.

Li Qingfeng stepped on Wang Kun's face with one foot, looked down at him, and said in a cold voice: "Racing is a fair thing, but you are throwing nails on the mountain road, you are a scumbag."

"Paralyzed, you deserve to die. What are you waiting for, fuck him and kill him." Wang Kun said to the other gangsters in the bar after being stepped on the ground.

Hearing Wang Kun's words, more than 20 gangsters in the bar rushed towards Li Qingfeng, preparing to rescue the boss on the ground.

"Brother-in-law, be careful." Seeing so many gangsters rushing towards Li Qingfeng, Liu Jiaojiao's face changed slightly, and she reminded loudly.

Regarding Liu Jiaojiao's reminder, Qingfeng Li nodded to her, telling her not to worry.

bang bang bang bang...

Li Qingfeng stepped on Wang Kun's face with one foot, stood there motionless, and kept waving his hands. In a short time, the twenty or so gangsters who were vicious just now were all knocked down to the ground, and their arms and legs were broken. , The cry was extremely miserable.

"Brother-in-law is amazing!" Liu Jiaojiao's charming face showed surprise, and her eyes were full of splendor.