"The Demon King of the Empire"

"Blue Death"

"Next Generation Super Rider"

"The Strongest Ruler in Asian Car World"

Banners appeared in the pick-up channel. If these fans weren't yelling their name "Fei", Zhang Yifei wouldn't have thought that these banners were prepared for him.

When Zhang Yifei walked to the group of people, all kinds of screams and admiration followed.

"Ah~~ah~~! Yifeijun is here, Yifeijun, I love you!"

"What a handsome Ou Ni Jiang (brother), I'm even more handsome in the Yifeijun competition track."

"It turns out to be an Imperial Demon-level driver, Scui (awesome)."

"The god of death comes, and the opponents will tremble at it!"

Zhang Yifei had been in Japan for half a year before. Although the Toyota youth training camp basically talks in English according to international standards, sometimes he can still get in touch with a lot of Japanese environments.

He may not be able to say anything he needs to read and write, but Zhang Yifei can still understand some simple Japanese words.

To be honest, when listening to these crazy shouting sounds, Zhang Yifei simply doubted whether he had heard it wrong. Should he be so exaggerated?

In fact, Asian support culture is really interested in Japan, including South Korea and China behind them. In terms of star chasing, all of them have fallen behind Japan.

Moreover, the 1990s was the end of the period when Hong Kong films swept Japan. Unlike twenty years later, cultures like Japanese animation basically swept China. In addition, Japan is also a racing country, and the era of "Four Heavenly Kings" of performance cars has just ended, so many people are still paying attention to Formula Events, and the scene of pursuing Zhang Yifei at this moment appears.

After coming to his senses, Zhang Yifei also waved to the fans on the scene with a smile. Since he couldn't keep a low profile, he had to make it public.

At the same time, several reporters emerged from somewhere and rushed directly to Zhang Yifei.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang Yifei, I am a reporter from Tokyo TV. Why did you choose to come here quietly this time?"

"I went back to the French headquarters to handle some private matters, so I didn't go with the convoy."

Now Zhang Yifei is no longer the young man she used to be. He is already very calm when facing reporters from various media. Many times, even if he doesn't regard himself as a celebrity, he will adapt to this kind of life without realizing it.

"I Feijun, I am a reporter from NHK. In the last stop, you won the American Grand Prix and Indy 500. What is the goal of the final battle of Suzuka Track?"

"Of course it's the champion! Any professional driver is fighting for the championship."

This answer made many fans on the scene scream because the Japanese admire the strong in their hearts!

"Yifeijun, as the strongest driver in Asia in active service and the Great Demon of the Empire, do you think you can break the monopoly of European and American drivers and become the world champion in the future?"

"What do you think?"

When Zhang Yifei heard this question, he smiled and asked back.

Suddenly facing Zhang Yifei's replies, the Japanese reporter was stunned. He had never thought about this question before, and was also afraid of the rule of European and American drivers and had no confidence to answer this question.

Seeing the reporter's dull look, Zhang Yifei's smile became even more serious, and said, "If you don't have the confidence to win the world championship, why do you still be a professional driver? You call me the Demon King of the Empire, so you naturally have to look like a Demon King, right?"

When she said this, Zhang Yifei thought of the name of a Chinese table tennis player, who was also called the Great Devil-level player, and she could not defile this name.

"Mr. Zhang Yifei, Japan's strongest newcomer, Takuma Sato, has successfully signed with Jordan team. He said he regards you as his target and opponent, what do you want to say about this?"

"If you can treat it as a target and as an opponent, he should have to improve himself more."

Without hypocritical courtesy, I had crushed Sato Daomo in the Grand Prix in the Island of O.O. Now this Japanese driver is even more unlikely to be his opponent.

Zhang Yifei is known for his arrogance and arrogance in Europe and the United States. Now he is too lazy to please the Japanese media, so he might as well tell the truth.

When Zhang Yifei said this, he had already become a fan on the scene, and turned around and became angry. After all, Sato Dao is the pride of Japanese drivers and the only F1 driver in service.

My own remarks are indeed a bit disrespectful.

What Zhang Yifei did not expect was that the Japanese fans and car fans at the scene did not think that there was anything wrong with saying this, but on the contrary, they agreed very much!

"Sato-kun needs to work hard to improve himself to be worthy of becoming a rival to the god of death!"

"That's right, Yifeijun is the pinnacle of Asian drivers. They are just chasing and are not qualified to face it."

"Sato Jun is too arrogant. European and American drivers are not opponents of Yifei Jun, he is even worse."

"The next generation king is not allowed to be provoked, Sato Jun should have a good review of himself."

When Zhang Yifei heard these feedbacks, he was a little shocked again!

He knew that Japan's personality was to face the weak and show its fangs like a wolf, and face the strong and gentle, like a dog, otherwise there would not be an American father.

But he really didn't expect that these Japanese fans would take it for granted to this point, and even thought that Sato Dao was provoking and unable to recognize his strength and status, which made Zhang Yifei a little amused.

But at this moment, Zhang Yifei suddenly saw a familiar figure in the crowd. He immediately put aside the group of interview reporters and focused his eyes on the other party.

"Xie Tiancheng, why are you here?"

Zhang Yifei shouted in surprise, saying that even the members of the crew did not inform him when he came to Japan this time, so it was even more impossible to tell Xie Tiancheng or something. At most, it would be to find time after the race and have a meal together. After all, time is relatively tight.

So Xie Tiancheng suddenly appeared here, and he was very surprised.

Zhang Yifei's shout also made many people's eyes look at Xie Tiancheng.

"This person looks familiar, and he seems to be a professional driver?"

"Yes, the arta fleet created by senior Akuri Suzuki!"

"I remember, isn't he the third place in the entire Japan GT competition this year?"

"Yes! The driver Tian Chengjun from China came! I didn't expect that he actually met Yifeijun, the strongest king in Asia."

Seeing that Zhang Yifei had already discovered himself, Xie Tiancheng also squeezed through the crowd and walked up to him.

"It's not a secret that you come to Japan, and it's normal for me to know."

Xie Tiancheng still had the same faint smile on his face, just like Brother Guan Xi in "Initial D". This kid has been in Japan for almost two years, but there has not been much change.

After saying this, Xie Tiancheng glanced at the fans and reporters who were leaning over, and continued, "Are you planning to continue to be interviewed here, or do you want me to send you a trip?"

"You're not talking nonsense, let's go!"

Zhang Yifei replied angrily, he chose to come to Japan in a low-key manner this time, and never thought that such a scene would occur.

After hearing this, Xie Tiancheng stood in front of Zhang Yifei and explained in Japanese: "Sorry, Mr. Zhang Yifei is tired from the journey and needs a better rest to welcome the event, so leave first."

After saying that, he immediately took Zhang Yifei toward the elevator entrance. If he had slower movements, it would have been difficult to leave.

However, the fans at the scene went crazy when they saw Zhang Yifei preparing to leave. Many people planned to jump over the isolation barrier and jumped to Zhang Yifei for a close contact.

"Calm down! Calm down!"

Several airport staff members at the scene also formed a chain of people, blocking the crazy fans and escorting Zhang Yifei away.

Looking at this crazy star-chasing scene, Zhang Yifei didn't know what to say. Thinking about the future generations, he had complained about a few crazy fans on the Internet, but now he has become a crazy boss!

At the same time, he still had a vague regret in his heart. If he had known, he would have notified the convoy's people to come and pick him up. He could have played the role of a bodyguard anyway.

I can only say that Zhang Yifei was competing in Europe and the United States before, and he was used to the scene where few people knew him. He forgot that there was still a big difference between Japan and those European and American countries.

Moreover, with the victory of the Indy 500 event, his fame has become different from what he used to be. The super newcomer has been promoted to a super star in the car world and cannot cover up the blooming light!

After a lot of crowding, Zhang Yifei and Xie Tiancheng finally got on the elevator to the underground garage. When the elevator door closed, Zhang Yifei was relieved.

"I chose to come to Japan in the early morning, but I didn't expect it to be blocked."

"Normal, after all, you are the number one driver in Asia now, and there are also many fans and admirers in Japan."

"Where are you boys? Do you admire me?"

Faced with Zhang Yifei's teasing, Xie Tiancheng's expression instantly became a little helpless.

"You haven't changed anything."

"Of course, I am the newcomer king of Guangdong Province, the strongest underground racing player, the seven-star mountain bike god, and the man who mainly stands at the peak!"

"I……"

Faced with this familiar Hu Chuhai Hai Chuan, Xie Tiancheng wanted to subconsciously say "Damn", but in the end he still held it back.

Because Zhang Yifei's self-proclaimedness was realized little by little, even surpassing his bragging.

Now Zhang Yifei is the well-deserved number one in Asian racing, and has even launched an attack on the position of world champion.

In the underground garage, it is not the familiar Nissan 300zx. Xie Tiancheng's car has been replaced with Honda's NSS, which is also the factory car for Honda to compete in the entire Japanese GT race.

When Zhang Yifei saw this last king-level sports car in the Honda era, he felt a little moved. It seemed that he had not been in contact with these performance cars for a long time.

"Where is the hotel where the convoy is staying, I'll take you there."

After getting on the bus, Xie Tiancheng asked, and it was only circulated in the car circle that Zhang Yifei arrived in Tokyo. He really didn't pay attention to what hotel Prost team was in.

“I won’t go to the hotel.”

Zhang Yifei shook his head.

"Where will go?"

Xie Tiancheng was a little surprised now. It was early morning now, where else could Zhang Yifei go if he didn’t go back to the hotel?
Chapter completed!