The Elite Assassin Becomes a Flat and Ugly Nerd!

Chapter 36: Do You Dare to Bet?

At the foot of Fengye Mountain, a bunch of rich kids were gathered together and talking with relish. Beside them were several flashy and expensive racing cars.

The main character of this race was actually Dong Yan, who was wearing sunglasses and a top-notch branded outfit in the middle of the crowd. At this moment, he was proudly listening to the compliments of the rich second-generation heirs around him.

Compared to Dong Yan, the young master of a top-notch wealthy family from the central city of the Federation, the ordinary second-generation heirs of S City seemed much more mediocre. All of them were eager to please Dong Yan so that they could use him to integrate into the top-notch upper-class circle.

At this moment, Han Ye, the son of S City's mayor, was smiling obsequiously. "Young Master Dong, it's already so late. You've already defeated three challengers. I believe no one in S City is more skilled than you."

Dong Yan loved racing. He came to S City this time to challenge the steep terrain of Fengye Mountain. To put it nicely, he wanted to train his racing skills.

So the rich second-generation heirs of S City held a racing competition in the name of sparring with racing enthusiasts just to get to know Dong Yan. Dong Yan was extremely confident in his racing skills. With a wave of his hand, he set up a two million yuan prize to attract others to challenge him.

Although the prize money was two million yuan, everyone present knew very well that racing was a sport that only the rich could play. Among a bunch of rich second-generation heirs who only knew how to enjoy themselves, Dong Yan had no opponents.

The winner of this competition could only be Dong Yan. The others were just here to accompany Dong Yan and make him happy.

As soon as Han Ye finished speaking, fawning voices sounded one after another. "That's right, Young Master Dong's racing skills are invincible. You're simply amazing!"

Hugging a big-breasted beauty in one hand, Dong Yan listened to everyone's praise for him and was very pleased. "I've already said that my racing skills are not inferior to professional racers! In the entire S City, no one can defeat me!"

When Han Ye heard this, he was about to lead the surrounding people to applaud and satisfy Dong Yan's vanity when a voice suddenly jumped out from behind the crowd. "Why is it gone?"

Immediately after, a fat girl squeezed in from the middle of the crowd.

Shan Yue looked around and quickly locked her gaze on Dong Yan. "It's two million yuan if I win a duel with you, right? Let me do it."

Looking at Shan Yue's somewhat comical appearance, Dong Yan laughed disdainfully. "You? I'm not someone anyone can challenge!"

"Where did you come from? If you know what's good for you, then get lost!" Han Ye saw that Shan Yue looked extremely unfamiliar and was not from the circle of rich second-generation heirs at all. He immediately wanted to chase Shan Yue away.

"Hahaha, a fat girl like you wants to challenge Young Master Dong? You probably can't even hold the steering wheel!" The surrounding people also mocked.

Under everyone's gaze, Shan Yue was not afraid at all. She just stared straight at Dong Yan and said coldly, "Fight me. Do you dare?"

Dong Yan frowned. He did not take Shan Yue's provocation seriously at all. At this moment, with a beauty in his arms, he had no intention of racing at all. He said in disdain, "Who doesn't dare? It's just that you're late. I'm going back to the hotel!"

Seeing that Dong Yan was about to leave with the two beauties, Shan Yue did not allow the duck that was about to reach her mouth to fly away. She simply goaded him. "Let's have a competition. You won't even compete. Either you don't dare to compete, or you can't bear to part with the two million yuan, right? How stingy!"

Dong Yan, who had always regarded money as dirt and squandered it lavishly, had never been called stingy before. After hearing Shan Yue's words, Dong Yan was instantly furious. "I won't even blink if I lose this two million yuan like it's trash. But you—"

Looking at Shan Yue, Dong Yan deliberately made things difficult for her. "I can compete with you. If I win two million, you can have it. If I lose, you have to give me four million. Do you dare to bet?"

"Bet!" Shan Yue agreed without blinking.

Although she did not have a single cent in her pocket, she was absolutely confident in her strength. She could easily defeat Dong Yan!

As soon as they heard that Dong Yan wanted to race with the fat girl who had suddenly appeared and even raised the stakes, the people around them became excited and started to jeer.