Hearing this question, Liang Chi's smile froze on his face, and the next second, he stretched out his foot to kick Chen Xiangbei's butt.
However, Chen Xiangbei reacted too quickly, and even with a "Zero-Frame Start" advantage, the kick was still dodged.
Seeing this, Liang Chi could only say angrily, "Kid, can't you speak properly? Would someone as upright as me do something like getting a fake license?"
"Hmph, the day you got your hands on the CFR2000, I already made preparations and got Old Zhang to get you a racing license!"
As he said this, there was a touch of pride in Liang Chi's tone.
It's a good thing I planned ahead, or it would have been a big mess!
"But Uncle Liang, this is a C-Class license, how did you get it?"
Chen Xiangbei was still a bit surprised; he knew very well the process of applying for and upgrading a racing license. Aside from the basic time restrictions, more importantly, you needed to have race experience and results.
