Chapter 137 Let the Bullets Fly

"Brother Bin is right, we don't welcome trash that has won dishonorably here, get out!"

"Get lost quickly, and if you don't, don't blame me for being rude!"

As Ma Wenbin's words echoed, numerous drivers glared at Ye Fan with intense hostility, some even rolled up their sleeves and walked towards Ye Fan.

Seeing the group of racers ready to use force to expel someone, Ye Fan became angry as well, "Dare to say I won dishonorably? Absurd! Ma Wenbin, right? Suspecting me of cheating? Fine! Then I'll battle it out with you. I'll use this AE86, and you can pick any car model from this racetrack!"

"That's more like a man!" Seeing Ye Fan agree, Ma Wenbin was invigorated.

The next second, Ma Wenbin pointed to the expansive racetrack, "Zifeng Mountain is the largest racetrack in Central Plains, it has all sorts of tracks, how do you want to compare with me?"

"Anything goes! I, Ye Fan, never turn down a challenge!" Ye Fan said coldly.