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549 The Iron Fist of Society (Chapter 1)

A new star in the car world?

Hearing this title, Zhang Yifei suddenly felt a little moved. He, Kimi Raikkonen and Montoya, had so many life-long competitions, just wanting to be the title of the strongest newcomer and become a new star in the car world?

This interview with Time magazine is a kind of recognition from the outside world and the public, and will completely open up the influence level of Zhang Yifei and other newcomers and determine the status of new stars.

To be honest, just from the historical results, Montoya is the most in line with the standards of a new star in the car industry. It’s just a pity that he has not been able to completely defeat Zhang Yifei, which has caused many of his honors to lose their value.

Another point is that F1 is also a commercial event. Compared with Colombia, which has a population of only tens of millions, Zhang Yifei has a motherland of 1.2 billion behind him!

The world is so cruel in many cases. Weak and small countries have no say. Not to mention that Zhang Yifei defeated Montoya. Even if his grades are slightly inferior, Zhang Yifei is still likely to become the final winner.

It is because China may represent the future of F1, and Colombia cannot provide this market and population. Unless Montoya can reach the level of Senna and Schumacher and change all this with absolute crushing strength, he can only accept the world's jungle law.

Unfortunately, Montoya does not have this strength, so he can only accept the rules.

After chatting at the fleet maintenance station for a few words, Zhang Yifei was about to return to the hotel in the city to rest. Now there is only the last wiring and assembly work left. It is meaningless to stay here, but it is the kind of thing that is in the way.

Cosell also got on Zhang Yifei's business car and went back together, leaving the team leader Henry to take charge of the finishing work. When the boss Prost did not follow the team to compete, the team leader Henry was the actual manager of the team, and he had to stick to the end.

On the way back, everyone talked less, after all, time was already moving towards two o'clock in the morning. Whether it was Zhang Yifei who flew in length or the crew member who worked for a day, they were already in a state of exhaustion.

At this time, Zhang Yifei lowered the car window, felt the cool evening breeze, and looked at the street scene around him with curious eyes. After all, this was his first time to come to the United States and he went to a completely unfamiliar place. To be honest, he was still a little curious in his heart.

However, after all the way, Zhang Yifei felt a little disappointed. After all, the United States is a country without foundation. The streets are lined with tall buildings. The typical urban landscape has no characteristics. It is completely different from the exotic style that went to a new country in Europe before, and the competition was in a new country.

At least many places in Europe have their own cultural characteristics, such as the ancient Roman Baroque architecture in Italy, the French Gothic architecture, and even the British Georgian style.

However, in the United States, Zhang Yifei could not feel the obvious architectural style. Although Indiana is known as the settlement of Indians, after being genocided by the United States, less than 0.3% of Indian natives in Indiana were still living in the wilderness, and there was no trace of Indian culture at all.

Just when Zhang Yifei felt that it was not interesting and was about to close the window and look at him, he suddenly heard a hustle and bustle sound on the road ahead.

"Charlie, what's wrong with the front?"

Cosel was sitting next to Zhang Yifei, and naturally heard the sound outside, so he asked Charlie who was driving.

“It seems like someone is having a party ahead.”

reunion?

When Zhang Yifei heard this word, he found it interesting, and there were parties on the road at night?

So he poked his head out and looked over. There were more than a dozen black shadows making noise under the street lights. This scene was quite like the popular "Young and Dangerous" movie, with a group of gangsters squatting on the street and doing nothing.

Is this an American young and dandy?

With this kind of question and curiosity, Zhang Yifei looked at him with interest, but was pulled back by Cosell next to him.

"Close the windows and don't cause trouble."

At the same time, Ah Hu, who was in the back row, also explained: "Brother Fei, the convoy had warned before that the proportion of black people in Indianapolis was very high, close to 30%. So some blocks were not very safe at night. It is best to lock the doors and close the windows when passing through."

Hearing this, Zhang Yifei immediately understood that he was passing through a typical black American neighborhood.

Although the US imperialists are the world's leader, domestic security is really not very good, especially in the areas where some black people and Lao Mo gather. They can be called "forbidden zones" at night, and even the police dare not go in to enforce the law.

For example, the famous car city of Detroit, the core areas of black people, even fast food restaurants such as McDonald's and KFC are equipped with bulletproof glass. Therefore, when traveling in the United States, you usually give warnings: Don't go around at night, especially don't go to the gathering areas of black people and Lao Mo, otherwise something may be useless to call the police.

To be honest, Zhang Yifei didn't expect that such a mess would happen to him, but the strong dragon would not defeat the local snake. Although Zhang Yifei was not afraid of the black man Lao Mo, he even taught him a lesson when he was in Italy.

But on the territory of the United States, it’s better to be low-key, after all, there’s no ban on guns in this place!

No matter how high your kung fu is, you are still afraid of kitchen knives. No matter how good your physical fitness is, you can still resist bullets like an American superhero?

Free America, gun battles are not about playing with you every day. When it’s time to be cowardly, you still have to admit defeat! So Zhang Yifei did not forcefully pretend, but honestly closed the car window and prepared to go there in a low profile.

It’s just that some things are good or bad, but they can’t escape the disaster. Charlie had tried his best to drive over with horsepower, but a black shadow suddenly rushed to the front of the business car, and Charlie could only brake and stomp it down.

"What the fuck! (fuck), get out! (get out)"

A cursing voice came, and the black man blocking the front hood slammed the front hood with great anger.

Seeing this scene, Charlie was not panicked. He had been serving the convoy as the chief technician for nearly twenty years and had experienced countless experiences.

So he just opened the window of the main driver and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Fuck you! Hit me, money, money!"

When Zhang Yifei heard that the other party asked for money, the expression on his face was very strange. This is really a bit messy. He could still encounter Americans in this era?

While the black man was yelling, the dozen or so Americans on the side of the road also surrounded him and blocked Zhang Yifei's business car to leave.

"Brother Fei, this nigger wants to cheat us, what do you say?"

When Ah Hu saw this scene, his temper became a little bit higher, which was obviously a blackmail!

"Charlie will settle."

Cosel said lightly, young people are more impulsive, it is best not to cause conflict in this situation.

Charlie in the driving seat naturally understood that the other party was trying to get into a car, and pretended to be submissive and replied: "Ok, OK."

Then he took out $20 from his wallet and handed it over through the gap in the car window, without intending to continue to get entangled.

However, after the black man on the front of the car charged 20 US dollars, he had no intention of restraint. Instead, he slapped the car door hard and asked Charlie to get out of the car quickly.

At the same time, the black man outside Zhang Yifei's door also cooperated to knock on the car window glass, and a flashlight even shone in, trying to see the situation inside the car.

Zhang Yifei, Kossel and Junko Takeda sat in the middle. Under the flashlight, he happened to see an old and a young man plus a woman.

The elderly, weak, women and children gather together, and the words "easy to bully" are written on their faces!

“Chong (clean insect), get off!”

"Yellow-skinned monkey, apologize and compensate!"

A series of insults came from outside the car window, but the expressions on the faces of these black people were extremely excited, because in their opinion, meeting Chinese people was simply catching a big fish!

"Fuck, Brother Fei, I can't bear it anymore!"

When Ah Hu heard these racially discriminatory insults, he exploded instantly. Even Zhang Yifei's face became gloomy from the previous accident and watching the fun.

Before, he actually had the same thinking as some Chinese people, that is, spending money to eliminate disasters, and abroad does not want to cause trouble. But it is precisely this kind of thinking that gives the other party the opportunity to gain a better position!

The more you are afraid of things, the more you will be able to do things!

"I don't plan to endure it either."

After saying this, Zhang Yifei glanced at Cosell. The old German man didn't say anything, but reached behind his back, took out a classic Glock 17 pistol, and then loaded it with a "click".

Originally, Zhang Yifei looked at Cosell just to inform him out of courtesy, but after all, he was planning to take action.

As a result, the old German man actually took out his gun directly. Do you really plan to stage a gunfight on the streets of the United States?

Cosell also felt Zhang Yifei's shock, so he explained in a plain way.

"I have to pass through this neighborhood these days and nights, so it is very reasonable to prepare self-defense weapons."

“Very reasonable.”

Zhang Yifei swallowed and agreed.

"I hope I can't use this, so don't lose."

"I can't lose!"

Zhang Yifei replied confidently, then twisted his neck and said to Ah Hu: "Ah Hu, Brother Zhi, it's time for the American people to feel what the iron fist of communism is!"

As his fame increases, Zhang Yifei often becomes much more low-key now. Even if he faces ridicule or some insults, he will not use his fists to solve the problem.

But today I can't bear this matter. I don't give these niggers a little color. I really thought I had a yellow-skinned face, and the words "It's easy to bully" were written on it!

"Brother Fei, I'm waiting for your words!"

Ah Hu was extremely excited. He had become a muscular man for more than a year and was struggling to uselessness. Today he could finally show his violent side.

Zhang Yifei opened the car door hard, aimed at the black man who was shining with a flashlight and kicked him.

With Zhang Yifei's foot strength of 70 kilograms of brakes every day, this kick directly kicked the opponent out of the air, rolling three or four meters on the ground before stopping.
Chapter completed!
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