Bet (3)

A rule?

The young masters of Jinling were so angry that they almost laughed.

They thought, "Who the f*ck are you? You actually have the cheek to talk about the rules here!"

Were they supposed to show him respect?

Looking at the indignant expressions of everyone in front of him, Ye Hai seemed to enjoy it extremely. He spread out his hand and waved it in front of everyone. "You have to make a bet with me! Of course, my bet is not big. It's only five million yuan per race!"

When they heard that it was a bet of five million yuan, the young masters of Jinling fell silent.

It was not that they didn't want to say anything. They really wanted to go up and beat such a person who deserved a beating!

It was really because their financial strength did not allow it!

It was five million yuan!

How much were their sports cars worth? It was only this amount.

Moreover, even if they were rich, they would definitely not race with him.