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Lin Zhengyi smiled, stopped teasing the other person, turned around and went back to his car, tossing the box directly into the back seat.

Then, he stepped on the gas and drove away.

As Lin Zhengyi's car drove away, Deng Feng's girlfriend, who was sitting in the passenger seat, spoke up.

Chapter 78 The Unknown Racing God

"Are we really just going to let him take five million like that?"

Deng Feng's girlfriend said with a hint of resentment.

Five million is no small sum for them.

Although they are drug dealers, there are different levels of drug dealers. Big drug dealers make tens of millions in a single transaction and have at least hundreds of millions in savings, while people like Deng Feng are just small drug dealers who make a few million in a single transaction.

Adding in the usual expenses for modifying cars and supporting his younger brother, five million is all the savings he currently has.

"Of course it's impossible!"

Deng Feng took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and sneered, "Do you know why I told him to take the money from the briefcase in the trunk instead of transferring it to him?"

Deng Feng's girlfriend shook her head.

Deng Feng explained, "The reason is simple: there's a tracking device in that suitcase!"

"That briefcase and the money inside were originally intended for me to trade with other people, then use the tracker hidden inside to track their location, and then bring them back with the people, a double-cross."

"In this way, the transaction is completed, and even if something happens to the other party afterward, no one will suspect me!"

"But now that I've lost, I've given him the briefcase and the money inside."

“There’s a tracker in the briefcase, so I can send someone to follow the tracker and get the money back. If it’s a transfer, then as long as the other party doesn’t reveal their bank password, the money can’t be retrieved.”

Upon hearing this, Deng Feng's girlfriend suddenly realized, "So that's how it is!"

She paused, as if she had thought of something, and then asked, "What if that guy turns around and deposits the money in the bank?"

"It can't be deposited."

Deng Feng sneered, "At this hour, the bank is closed, so there's no way he can deposit the money. Besides, I'll have someone come and get it back immediately, before the bank even opens."

"You're still so smart!" Deng Feng's girlfriend couldn't help but say.

"Smart? I'm just a little more calculating than others!" Deng Feng said softly.

He paused for a moment, then added, "Actually, that kid isn't a good person either. I sensed something was wrong with him when he first met me."

"Although he acted like a rich young master and even bet five million with me, I could tell from the fact that he drove a Mercedes that he wasn't that rich. So I knew from the beginning that there was definitely something wrong with his approach to me."

"Originally, I planned to investigate his background and identity through other means after winning, to see what he was up to. But now, well, it's a good opportunity to catch him and interrogate him."

Upon hearing this, Deng Feng's girlfriend suddenly realized something and said, "Oh!"

Just then!

"Buzz~"

With the roar of several engines, several cars pulled up behind Deng Feng's car and stopped.

Next!

A fierce-looking young man, accompanied by several henchmen, approached Deng Feng and asked expectantly, "Big Brother, did you win?"

"We lost!" Deng Feng shook his head.

The young man asked incredulously, "How is this possible? How could you lose? Did that kid use some kind of trick?"

He is Deng Feng's younger brother, nicknamed "Mourning Verse".

In his mind, Deng Feng was the fastest driver in Hong Kong, and how could his own brother possibly lose?

"No, a loss is a loss."

After calmly saying one sentence, Deng Feng added, "Go, spread the news that I lost, and spread the word that I kept my promise and gave him five million!"

Upon hearing this, Sang Ji frowned and hesitated before asking, "Brother, what are you trying to do?"

He understood his older brother's personality; he was definitely not the type to easily admit defeat.

"First, spread the word so people know I'm a man of my word. Then, you take some men and follow the location shown on this machine to track his whereabouts and bring back my money and him!" Deng Feng said coldly, then took out another machine from the back seat and handed it to Sang Ji.

Upon hearing this, Sang Ji immediately understood what his elder brother meant.

First, spread the word that the money has been paid to protect your elder brother's reputation, then secretly bring the person and the money back. This way, you won't lose your reputation or any money.

"Understood, I'll do it right away!" Sang Ji replied with a cruel smile.

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the other side!

Sanliqiao.

Many people had gathered there, all waiting for the final result of the match.

Just then!

"呲呲~"

A walkie-talkie in the hand of a blond-haired man rang.

"My brother lost, the other side won, and my brother gave him five million!"

A voice came through the walkie-talkie.

The crowd erupted in uproar upon hearing this.

"Deng Feng lost? How could Deng Feng lose? Isn't he the fastest in Hong Kong?"

"Who exactly beat Deng Feng? Does anyone know their name?"

"I don't know. Who exactly won against Deng Feng? And who is that person who governs Kaiping?"

While everyone was surprised that Deng Feng, Hong Kong's fastest driver, had lost, they were also wondering who Lin Zhengyi really was.

But after discussing it for a while, no one knew Lin Zhengyi's name.

Throughout the entire competition, Lin Zhengyi never revealed his name; everyone only knew him as Kai Pingzhi.

finally!

"No matter who he is, from now on he's Hong Kong's new racing legend, and I'll call him the Nameless Racing Legend!!!"

"The Nameless Racing God? That's a pretty cool name. From now on, let's call him the Nameless Racing God!"

"The Unknown Car God? What a great name!!!"

Without knowing Lin Zhengyi's name, the thugs, drivers, and bystanders present gave him the nickname "Nameless Racing God."

at the same time!

Ryoko, who was also watching the match, fell into a long silence after hearing that Hayashi Masayoshi had won.

Won?

He actually won?

The man she thought was just bragging actually beat Deng Feng?

Ryoko was filled with shock.

But then she thought of escaping to the Kingdom of Thailand, to Sky, whom she had always admired.

Deng Feng lost. If it were Sky instead, could he beat that man?

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That's a bit risky!

After careful consideration, Ryoko, though unwilling to admit it, had no choice but to.

Sky is most likely no match for that man.

The moment she confirmed this fact, much of the magnificent image she had of Sky crumbled in her mind.

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at the same time!

Lin Zhengyi was driving back in his car.

"Great!"

Tian Yan exclaimed excitedly, "We've won five million!"

"Don't be too happy yet. This five million has to be handed over," Lin Zhengyi said with a slight smile.

"What? We won this five million, why should we hand it over?" Tian Yan was stunned and couldn't help but ask.

In her opinion, the five million was a bet they won, and they should keep it!

"If the funds are from legitimate sources and it's legal gambling, then even according to the regulations, the money is indeed ours!"

Lin Zhengyi explained, "The problem is that Deng Feng is a drug dealer. Do you think his money came from a legitimate source? In addition, gambling is prohibited in Hong Kong, and gambling is illegal here, so the money can only be handed over."

"Ah~"

Tian Yan was immediately disappointed.

Five million!

This is no small amount; it would be a terrible feeling to get it and then lose it!

"Don't be disappointed. As long as you take down Deng Feng, you'll get credit, which will lead to a promotion and a raise. At the very least, you'll get a bonus!" Lin Zhengyi said with a smile.

Upon hearing this.

"Too!"

Tian Yan immediately felt much better.

Although I lost five million, at least I can get a promotion and a raise, right?

Even if things don't go well, there's still a bonus.

Thinking about this gave her some comfort.