At this time, Zhang Yifei stretched out his arm, patted Zhou Yunhui on the shoulder and said, "Where is the cold-hearted style of the year in Hong Kong? What about the style of the master at the North New York Speedway two years ago? Don't look down on me like your resentful attitude."

Without any pretentious comfort, Zhang Yifei could even point out Zhou Yunhui's mentality without hesitation.

Because he knew very well that this man was not a fragile heart. He was fired from a professional team and was stigmatized by the stigma of "running fake races". What is this situation for him now?

Sure enough, after hearing Zhang Yifei's words, Zhou Yunhui pretended to be like a punch and hammered it on Zhang Yifei's shoulder and replied: "Your mother is the resentful woman!"

"I'm sorry, and I'm saying you don't have any complaints?"

Zhang Yifei also choked without hesitation. In front of these "old friends", it can be said that it was his most relaxing moment, even though he had entered the rhythm of the Monaco competition.

"To be honest, Zhou Yunhui, you kid is not as cold as you used to be."

Xie Tiancheng next to him also joined the war of scolding and teased Zhou Yunhui.

"It seems like you have it. What about the image of Ryosuke Takahashi in the hearts of thousands of fans in Hong Kong?"

Zhou Yunhui refuted without being outdone.

"I'm so cool, who's like Ryosuke Takahashi? I'm obviously Daniel Wu from Hong Kong Island."

After hearing Xie Tiancheng's words, Zhang Yifei was dissatisfied at this time.

"If you say this, I, Kaneshiro Takeshima, will not accept it!"

"Get out, you're going to be a 8 tael of gold in Guangzhou and Shenzhen."

"Damn it, it's too much!"

...

After a burst of laughter and fighting, those troubles about careers were also thrown away from the minds of several people, just like those simple times when racing underground in Hong Kong Island.

As night fell, Monaco Port, where the lights were on, had a different and beautiful scenery. At this time, Xie Tiancheng suddenly remembered something and said, "Do you have any ideas?"

"What's the idea?"

Zhang Yifei asked casually.

"There are three of us running one."

"What?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Yifei and Zhou Yunhui both replied in unison.

The two of them already have deep-rooted professional thinking in their minds, and they basically won’t think about street racing anymore.

In comparison, Xie Tiancheng, who started his career in Japan, is more like a "semi-professional" driver. Thanks to Japan's ever-prosperous street racing culture, basically Japanese professional drivers will more or less go to street racing.

Not to mention Xie Tiancheng, who is more important to street events than professional events.

Whether it is the famous bay coastline in China or the less famous Usui Mountain Road, Xie Tiancheng doesn’t know how many times he has traveled in Japan.

Especially Usui Mountain Road, it is the favorite of active mountain road drivers like Xie Tiancheng. This mountain road has actually appeared in the famous "Initial D" comic, but it is far less famous than Akime Mountain.

In reality, the Usui Mountain Road is the mountain road that Japan's "drift god" is the real mountain road that Kei City, Toya City, is often traveling. Akima Mountain is famous for manga, and in reality it is not called Akima Mountain, but Hatsune Mountain in Gunma Prefecture.

So Xie Tiancheng looked at the night of Monaco with the lights on, and the first thought in his mind was to run.

"Maybe we will never have the opportunity to compete in the same game in our lives, and I have always had a regret, that is, we did not run the same game with you two."

"I lost you two on the Quanjin Highway back then. Now it's my turn to take revenge!"

When Xie Tiancheng said this, he had a playful smile on his face. In fact, he had no concern about the outcome. All he really wanted to do was run a game, but none of the three of them had the opportunity to compete in the same game back then.

"But we are professional drivers, it's not good."

Zhou Yunhui is a driver who has been punished by the FIA. Even if it is not for underground racing, this punishment has left a deep mark in his heart.

So his first reaction was that he was a professional driver, and he was no longer the street boy he used to be.

"Does our faces have the words "Professional Rider" written on our faces? In this ghost place in Monaco, who knows us in the middle of the night?"

"Know me, I'm a celebrity now!"

Zhang Yifei added at a very appropriate time.

Hearing this sentence, Xie Tiancheng directly chose to ignore him as if he hadn't heard it.

"What about racing? We can't drive professional racing cars, right?"

Zhou Yunhui continued to ask another question.

"You can rent three grocery carts at will, do you really think we want to win or lose?"

Xie Tiancheng replied helplessly, but Zhou Yunhui was still as serious as ever.

He just wanted to take advantage of this opportunity and the three of them ran into another game, so there was no winner or loser.

After all, this may only be this time in this life.

"Okay, just run."

Zhang Yifei agreed with a smile at this time.

The three who stirred up the underground racing situation in Hong Kong Island seemed to have run in pairs, but they didn't run together.

In fact, Zhang Yifei knew Xie Tiancheng's meaning better. This was not an underground racing car, but a memory of a past time.

Just like what Xie Tiancheng said before, there may never be any chance to compete on the same stage in this life.
Chapter completed!