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Fei Tang pulled over a chair, and Lin Long sat down. He casually pulled out two thousand-yuan bills from his wallet and waved them at the boss: "Boss, this is on me tonight. Here's the bill, I'll refund any overpayment and charge you the rest later."

"Alright!" the boss shouted in response, and sent his son, who did odd jobs, over to collect the money.

Lin Long turned to the four people at the table and got straight to the point: "Gentlemen, what are your names?"

Seeing his generosity, Brother Jiang's eyes flashed with approval. He pointed to his three underlings and introduced them one by one: "A-Shi, A-Yuan, A-Qun."

Finally, he raised his chin and said, "As for me, they all call me Brother Jiang."

"Brother Jiang." Lin Long nodded slightly as a greeting.

Brother Jiang nodded in response.

Just then, Fei Tang noticed that Ah Qun was flipping through a car magazine, and immediately became interested, striking up a conversation: "Brother, you like racing?"

"It's not playing around, it's racing." Ah Qun didn't even look up, his tone revealing a hint of arrogance.

"I can race too!" Fatty Tang slapped his thigh, straightening his back a bit when talking about racing.

"You can do it too?" Ah-Qun finally looked up, sized him up, and his eyes were full of doubt.

"In the 83 Guia Grand Prix in Macau, I came in fifth place after twelve laps!" Fatty Tang boasted, patting his chest. Then, turning to Lin Long with a smug look, he added, "But if we're talking about who's really good, it has to be my Brother Long!"

"He's the racing legend of Princess Road! He covered the 20-kilometer stretch from Princess Road to Daqingshui in just fourteen minutes!"

Upon hearing this, Ah Qun immediately scoffed, "What nonsense! Fourteen minutes? I could claim to have won a Grand Prix!"

A strange light flashed in Jiang Ge's eyes as he turned to look at Lin Long, his tone full of surprise: "Brother, you really have this ability?"

Lin Long picked up the beer on the table, slowly poured himself a glass, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Just playing around."

"If you're interested, you can have a friendly match on Princess Road another day."

Upon hearing this, Brother Jiang's heart skipped a beat.

His driver, Ah Qun, had been secretly embezzling the stolen money they had obtained.

He had wanted to get rid of this kid for a long time, but unfortunately he hadn't found a driver to replace him, which was why he hadn't taken action yet.

Now that he heard that Lin Long had such amazing skills, he couldn't help but think of killing Ah Qun again.

Just as Brother Jiang was secretly plotting, a loud and arrogant shouting suddenly came from outside the food stall.

Chen Yaoxiong, the loan shark who had been chasing after Fei Tang to collect his debts, surrounded them with several menacing-looking menacing faces.

"Fatty Tang! You have money to eat and drink well here, but no money to pay off my debts?!"

Fei Tang's face turned pale, and he subconsciously got up to slip away, but Lin Long grabbed his shoulder.

"What are you afraid of? I'm here." Lin Long's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a reassuring confidence.

Chen Yaoxiong, swinging his arms, blocked Fei Tang's path: "Hey! When are you going to pay me back the money you owe me?"

"Brother Xiong! I just paid you back 50,000 yuan!" Fei Tang cried with a mournful face.

"Fifty thousand? That's the penalty interest for your overdue payment!" Chen Yaoxiong sneered, waving his five fingers. "You still owe me five hundred thousand! Tell me, when are you going to pay it all up?"

"Bang!!!"

No sooner had Chen Yaoxiong finished speaking than a crisp sound suddenly rang out.

Lin Long grabbed a beer bottle from the table and smashed it down on his head without saying a word!

He had no connection with Chen Yaoxiong, so there was no need to be polite.

Holding the shattered beer bottle in his hand, sharp shards of glass pressed directly against Chen Yaoxiong's chin.

"Don't move!" Chen Yaoxiong was terrified and hurriedly stopped his men who were about to attack, shouting at Lin Long with a fierce but weak voice, "Brother, let's talk this out!"

"I have so many brothers here. If you dare to lay a finger on me, they will absolutely not let you off!"

"Do you know how much I hate it when people act arrogantly in front of me?" Lin Long's eyes turned cold, and with a slight twist of his wrist, a sharp shard of glass instantly pierced the skin on Chen Yaoxiong's neck, drawing out a bead of blood.

"Brother! Don't be impulsive!" Chen Yaoxiong winced in pain and quickly softened his stance: "What do you want? Just tell me, and I'll agree to anything!"

"Get out of my sight immediately." Lin Long's voice was as cold as ice.

"No problem! I'm leaving right away! Right away!" Chen Yaoxiong scrambled backward, urging his men to flee in a sorry state.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to turn back and glare fiercely at Fei Tang, his eyes so sinister they were frightening, clearly indicating that he had firmly held Fei Tang accountable for this.

Seeing Chen Yaoxiong and the others flee in disarray, Lin Long finally looked away, took out his wallet from his pocket, took out all the remaining money inside, and handed it to Fei Tang.

"This is all I have on me, take it for emergencies."

"If you need money, come find me again."

"Brother Long..." Fatty Tang clutched the banknotes in his hand, his eyes instantly reddening, and his voice choked with emotion.

"Alright, stop being so wishy-washy." Lin Long patted his shoulder. "Hurry up and call a taxi, find another hotel, and get a good night's rest."

Fei Tang didn't say anything more, but kept this kindness firmly in his heart. Clutching the money, he left the food stall with heavy steps.

The food stall fell silent again. Jiang Ge stared at Lin Long's empty wallet, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes. He took the initiative to strike up a conversation, his tone tinged with a hint of probing: "Brother, are you short on cash lately?"

Lin Long glanced at Jiang Ge and said calmly, "The police are keeping a close eye on things lately; making a living from racing isn't so easy anymore."

"That's true." Brother Jiang nodded in agreement, then changed the subject, a hint of probing in his eyes: "Brother, how about you take us on a tour and show us your skills? Let the brothers witness your true abilities."

"Sure, I've been itching to try it myself." Lin Long readily agreed.

Guided by Brother Jiang, the group walked to a modified sports car.

Lin Long lightly ran his fingertip across the cold, hard modified body kit, and his vehicle diagnostic skills allowed him to instantly understand the car's details.

The engine has been enlarged and strengthened, the tires have been replaced with semi-slick racing tires, and even the rims are lightweight forged models, resulting in very high performance.

Brother Jiang got into the passenger seat, while his three underlings squeezed into the back.

Lin Long got into the driver's seat, pressed his left foot firmly on the clutch, and pressed the accelerator to the floor with his right foot without hesitation.

The engine roared suddenly higher, and the tachometer needle soared, breaking through the 5,000 RPM redline.

"Buzz!!!!"

He suddenly released the clutch, and the powerful torque burst forth instantly, propelling the car forward like a cannonball!

The powerful jolt sent Jiang Ge staggering backward, his body jerking violently backward. He instinctively gripped the handrail, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes.

Both of them use a launch start, but Ah Qun's approach always seems a bit clumsy, unlike Lin Long's, which is so crisp and clean, almost too fast for anyone to react to!

Even a layman like him could see from this one move that the difference in skill between Lin Long and A Qun was like heaven and earth.

Speeding at breakneck speed, Lin Long weaved through traffic with ease, drifting through narrow alleys and overtaking on curves. Every move was so precise it seemed etched into his bones, turning the streets into a racetrack.

Looking at the rapidly receding street scene outside the window, Brother Jiang was determined to win him over.

Just then, Ah Shi in the back seat leaned over and whispered in Teochew, "Brother, someone's looking for you on Nathan Road."

Jiang Ge's eyes darkened. He quickly glanced at the rearview mirror, then turned to Lin Long and said, "Brother, let's change our route. We won't go anywhere else for now. Please take us to Wenhui Street."

Lin Long didn't respond, but instead pressed the accelerator even harder.

In just five minutes, the car precisely turned into Wenhui Street with the four of them inside.

"We need to get something done downstairs." Jiang Ge opened the car door and instructed Ah Qun in the back seat in Chaozhou dialect, "Ah Qun, you keep an eye on him."

As soon as he finished speaking, he led his two underlings, Ah Shi and Ah Yuan, into the building in front of him.