After finishing his sentence, Situ Jingliang's face became incredibly dark, "Just lock him up for now, just don't kill him!"
"Yes, young master." The man bowed slightly and then left the racetrack.
After one lap, there was no doubt that Mu Qingli came in first, Tong Shishi second, Yan Shu third, and Qi Feng came in last.
Qi Feng could never have imagined that, in all his brilliance, he would end up losing to three women.
Losing to Mu Qingli was one thing, but what was the deal with losing to Tong Shishi and Yan Shu?
If this got out, how would he save face?
"Let's race again! This time I guarantee I won't come in last!"
Tong Shishi mocked without mercy, "Even if you raced a hundred more times, you'd still be the last one!"
Mu Qingli and Yan Shu had no objections.
Qi Feng turned his head to look at Situ Jingliang, "May I trouble Mr. Situ to be the referee once more?"
"Sure." Situ Jingliang nodded slightly.
The club manager was stunned when he saw this scene.