Hero Son-in-law

This was the first time Yang Jiekai had spoken so loudly to Su Nan, and also the first time he swore at Su Nan.    

    

However, what he said was the truth as he had already tolerated Su Nan for a long time today.    

    

In the Dark World, everyone feared two things. The first was to run out of food on the battlefield, and the second was to go berserk in his warrior armor.    

    

As long as Yang Jiekai was truly enraged, the entire mercenary world would definitely experience a huge shock.    

    

What made Yang Jiekai angry today wasn't that bastard Lin Zhiping, but Su Nan's attitude.    

    

From beginning to end, he talked and laughed with that person, always speaking up for him, as if he was an outsider.    

    

Ever since he came back from the construction site, Yang Jiekai had been holding back. He kept telling himself that he had to be gentle to Su Nan, treat her well, and properly reason with her.    

    

However, Su Nan didn't even listen to a word he said. Instead, she just said Lin Zhiping, how good was that, and how much of trash she was!    

    

His wife saying such words was a huge provocation and insult to any man!    

    

"Yang Jiekai, are you going to lose your temper at me?!"    

    

Su Nan was also angry, "I endured it all today. I've already explained everything to you. I didn't expect you to still cause such a ruckus. Can you be more like a man!?"    

    

"Yes, I'm a f * * king petty person. I'm f * * king petty. That Lin guy is a real man. You can have him now!"    

    

Yang Jiekai shouted, "Fine fine fine, I'm just a wimp, I'm just a country bumpkin, how can I be so knowledgeable, so magnanimous, so gentle, so awesome, why did you come back today? Go and get a room with him! "    

    

"Yang Jiekai, you …"    

    

Su Nan's tears flowed down her cheeks, "Yang Jiekai, I didn't expect me to be such a person in your eyes. Do you know how hard it has been for me to live these past few years? "If I'm going to go against my words, I can wait until now. If you touch your conscience and speak, will you be worthy of me?"    

    

Yang Jiekai sneered, "Who knows what you're up to. Anyway, I've never touched you before, how would I know what's going on with you. Maybe I already have green grass growing on my head."    

    

"Yang Jiekai, you bastard!"    

    

Su Nan's tears fell like water from a broken string as she shouted, "Yes, you're right. I sleep with all kinds of men every day. As long as I'm not at home, I'll always be in another man's bed. I'm a bitch. Now you're satisfied!"    

    

"If you're not satisfied with me, then go. Leave now, and don't come back in the future. My body is dirty, so stay away from me. Leave right now!"    

    

"We'll leave then!"    

    

Yang Jiekai snorted, "Go with that Lin guy, I won't bother you two anymore. Call him now and ask him to come over. If I come back again, I'll be your grandson!"    

    

After saying that, he angrily slammed the door and left.    

    

"Yang Jiekai, you bastard …"    

    

Su Nan collapsed to the ground, crying loudly while holding onto the arm of the sofa. Her eyes were filled with anger and grievance.    

    

At the same time, at the intersection of the Coiling Mountain Road at the back of the mountain.    

    

A dozen young men and women dressed in fashionable clothing were gathered together, and beside them were several top-notch sports cars with smooth lines.    

    

"Mr. Faang, we made a deal. If I win this time, all the expenses will be yours for next month's Hainan International Film Festival."    

    

A young man in his early twenties was leaning against a Porsche 911. He was wearing a flowery shirt and had holes in his ears. He was hugging a sexy girl who was wearing revealing clothes.    

    

A tall, slightly thin young man wearing a clean white shirt sneered, "Huang Boran, are you too confident that your 911 can beat my Xiao Niu?"    

    

The man in the flowery shirt, who was called Huang Boran, laughed, "I am confident only because I have the strength. Who said that 911 definitely can't win against Xiao Niu? Just tell me if you dare to accept the bet I mentioned just now. "    

    

The man in the white shirt shook his head and smiled, "No matter if I win or lose, the consumption of Hainan electric syllables next month will be mine. Take the best seat and drink the most expensive wine."    

    

"If I lose, you can just drive away my calf. It's only been half a year, and it's 90% new."    

    

"F * ck, Mr. Faang, are you serious?"    

    

Huang Boran immediately widened his eyes and stared at the dazzling bright red Lamborghini. His saliva was almost dripping out, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's start!"    

    

Saying so, he threw off the sexy lady beside him and got into the car impatiently.    

    

The sexy girl said through the window, "Brother Huang, I'm cheering for you, you have to win, if you win later, then you have to buy a bag for me."    

    

Huang Boran grinned, "OK, buy, buy 10!"    

    

Then, the sexy girl leisurely walked to the starting point, ignited the flame in her hand, and smiled as she waved it in the air a few times. "Ready, go!"    

    

Boom!    

    

Accompanying the cheers of the group of young men and women, the two cars started to move at the same time. They shot out like arrows from a bow and disappeared in the blink of an eye.    

    

However, there was a 60-inch screen on the head of an SUV that was hanging from the top of the mountain. It was a live broadcast of the situation on Mount Pan.    

    

"Wolfie, do you think that brat Huang Boran has gone crazy? He's so naive to think that he can defeat Mr. Faang with just a 911?"    

    

A short man stared at the big screen and said, "Look, how long has it been since Mr. Faang threw him out of at least four parking spaces, whether it's performance or control skills, everyone in the industry knows Mr. Faang's name. I think Huang Boran is going to make a fool of himself again this time."    

    

A tall and sturdy man with a metal plate on his chest and an exaggerated Mohican hairstyle sneered on the side, "I don't think so. I'm guessing Mr. Faang will fall this time."    

    

"It can't be?"    

    

When everyone heard this, they immediately looked over, "Why is that so, Wolfie?"    

    

If it was someone else who said this, everyone would just laugh it off. However, since this tall man, who was called Wolfie, said this, he definitely had the ability to back it up.    

    

He did not just make a comeback at sixteen, he also made it to the top of the scoreboard for two years in a row.    

    

Even with his eyes closed, even if a car passed by him, he could accurately identify the car's configuration and its advantages and disadvantages just by listening to the sound of the car.    

    

In the entire provincial capital, even in the entire province, as long as one was in the circle, they would more or less have heard of his name.    

    

"Mr. Faang's calf has changed its nitrogen, coupled with the car's performance, it is invincible in a straight line. If it was any other track, Huang Boran would not have had a chance today."    

    

But this track is different. The curve is especially big, and there are a lot of them. There are at least six five-strand hairpins, especially the nine-row hairpin during the final sprint. No matter how skilled Wu Tie is, he still has to slow down.    

    

The group of people next to him were all from the inner circle, so they naturally understood these theories. However, they did not understand one thing.    

    

A woman wearing tight pants and looking flirtatious asked, "Curves are indeed the weak point of calves, which can greatly reduce their speed advantage, but doesn't Huang Boran have to face these same problems as well?"    

    

Everyone nodded in agreement. This was a common question in everyone's heart.    

    

Curving was the most important test of a driver's skill. But in terms of technique, Mr. Faang was still superior to Huang Boran. Logically speaking, Huang Boran should be at a disadvantage.    

    

Wolfie shook his head and laughed, "This is where Huang Boran is a thief. This kid isn't stupid enough to fight with Mr. Faang, so he had to take a slightly unorthodox route."    

    

"Unorthodox methods?" Everyone was puzzled.    

    

Wolfie said in a playful tone, "Just now when we were starting out, I already noticed that Huang Boran's action of 911 was a little unnatural. When we entered the first bend, the angle seemed to have been calculated and it was very accurate."    

    

"But for a powerful driver, there's no need to be that complicated to slow down, so it can only mean that Huang Boran, that brat, installed a motherboard in his car!"