Ye Feng turned around and looked at the two blond and blue-eyed young men, saying indifferently, "Don’t we have cars ready to buy right here?"
After hearing Ye Feng’s words, a look of contempt appeared in the young men’s eyes, knowing what Ye Feng meant. They looked at Ye Feng and sneered, "Hey man, you’re not thinking about buying our cars, are you?"
Ye Feng nodded nonchalantly, "What else?"
Getting Ye Feng’s reply, the two young men exchanged glances and then burst out laughing. "Hahaha... bro, am I hearing things? This bumpkin from Dragon Country actually wants to buy my car!"
"Hahaha!" the other one laughed loudly at Ye Feng, "A bumpkin from Dragon Country wants to buy a car? Do you know what car this is? Can you afford it? It’s a Porsche 918, fifteen million in full. Do you have that kind of money?"
"Fifteen million? That’s pretty cheap," Ye Feng said indifferently, not caring.
The two young men were stunned and stared at Ye Feng, wondering if they had heard wrong, then grew furious, "You, a person from Dragon Country, claiming fifteen million—do you even have it? Who do you think you are?"
"Shit, acting all high and mighty in front of me. Do you even have the money?" Suddenly, the two young men walked over and raised their hands, ready to hit Ye Feng.
"Smack smack!" But just at that moment, before the young men’s hands could even touch Ye Feng, Liu Mu had stepped up to the duo and slapped them away.
The two men lay on the ground, dumbfounded and terrified, looking at Liu Mu. They hadn’t even seen how Liu Mu moved before they were struck to the ground.
"You! You dare hit people?" one young man shouted angrily at Ye Feng.
But Ye Feng ignored him, asking indifferently, "Shall we use a card then?"
"Use a card! Your mother’s card, this is Country E, not your Dragon Country. Don’t you know your Dragon Country cards can’t be used here?" the young man yelled, "Playing the big shot here? Believe it or not, I’ll smash you..."
However, before the young man could finish his words, Liu Mu picked him up one-handed, like picking up a little chicken.
"Use a card, can’t you hear?" Liu Mu’s tone was icy cold, a powerful pressure weighing down on him.
In an instant, the young man trembled with fear, stammering, "Let’s talk nicely, huh? If it’s using a card, then it’s using a card, no need to get physical!"
Saying so, the young man took down a POS machine from his car and handed it to Ye Feng.
"Stop pretending, let’s go. You can’t use your Dragon Country cards here," the young man completely disbelieved that Ye Feng could really produce that much money.
Yet, Ye Feng ignored him, pulling out his own Dragon Country top-tier black card and swiped it.
Following that, Ye Feng started entering his pin code. The two young men looked at him with disdain, as if looking at a lunatic.
"You, why can’t you listen? I told you already, your Dragon Country bank cards can’t be used here. At least you brought a credit card, how could a debit card possibly work?"
The other man nodded, "Yeah, just putting on an act. What if it doesn’t work later, won’t that be even more embarrassing? What are you pretending to be right now?"
"Ding~~" But just at that moment, a text message came through on the young man’s phone.
"Your account ending in XXXX has received a new transfer of 15000000."
"What!" Reading the message, the young man was dumbfounded, completely stunned.
He thought the message might be fake and immediately opened his personal bank app to check his balance, then found out. The fifteen million was indeed real, not just a fabricated number.
Ye Feng said casually, "Now can I take the car and go?"
Hearing Ye Feng’s words, the young men’s expressions immediately changed, becoming extremely respectful.
"Sure, sure. I always said, people from Dragon Country are the richest. It’s no wonder it’s one of the richest countries in the world. We were really blind; you can take the car anytime!" The young man smiled.
Ye Feng didn’t care about them and turned towards the security at the door, asking, "Can we go in now?"
The security, with a dazed nod, felt parched and overwhelmed with shock.
Just to be able to enter the club, he had thrown out fifteen million to buy a car.
Such lavish spending, the security had never seen before.
"Zhao Ziming, you drive it in," Ye Feng said casually.
"Alright!" Zhao Ziming was incredibly excited. After all, this was a Porsche 918, the ultimate dream of countless men. Now, he could call it his own, how could Zhao Ziming not be thrilled?
With the car, Ye Feng and his group then headed into the club.
Meanwhile, in a private room of the club, Jessica saw Ye Feng’s arrival through the surveillance.
"I hadn’t thought of looking for you yet, but you’ve taken the initiative to come. Let’s see what you really want to do!"
Jessica’s tone was filled with a thick murderous intent, a sharp gleam flashing in her eyes.
Upon entering the club, they were immediately met by the staff because this Porsche 911 had already been registered as a member at the club, so Ye Feng and his group did not need to register again.
Ye Feng and his group came to the spectators’ seats by the racetrack edge. On the track, two top-tier sports cars were speeding fiercely, the spectators in the stands cheering excitedly.
Just then, a tall mixed-race man about 185 cm, with brown hair, came over to Ye Feng and his group.
The man set his gaze directly on Lin Shiyu.
Coming up to Lin Shiyu, the man introduced himself, "Beautiful lady, is this your first time at Sky Noble Club?"
Lin Shiyu nodded, "Yes, it’s my first time here."
The mixed-race man gave a slight smile, "I see. Allow me to introduce myself. I am the manager here, named Tony."
Then, the mixed-race man reached out his right hand, and Lin Shiyu politely reached out her hand and shook it with Tony, "Hello, I’m Lin Shiyu."
"So you are Ms. Lin Shiyu. What a beautiful and elegant name indeed. Ms. Lin Shiyu, since this is your first visit, why not place a bet on the next race and see which competitor will win?