Chapter 689: Chapter 275: I Won’t Spoil You

Chen Xiangbei is now about 1.8 meters tall, which in the 2010s would not exactly be "a head above the rest," but at least above average.

Plus, with the high-intensity training over the past two years, especially focusing on neck muscle enhancement, Chen Xiangbei has essentially acquired the physique and condition similar to that of a fighter, and this kick really could send a person flying!

When the man in the suit was kicked to the ground and let out a painful moan, several burly men resembling bodyguards finally reacted. Naturally, they hadn’t taken Chen Xiangbei seriously and charged forward, ready to fight without a second thought.

But Chen Xiangbei was not alone; beside him stood Liang Chi, Ah Yong, and Brother Lei.

Liang Chi’s age is not a factor for the moment, but Ah Yong and Brother Lei are both taller and heavier than Chen Xiangbei!

As an F1 driver, being too tall or heavy isn’t necessarily a good thing, so Chen Xiangbei deliberately controls his weight and muscle mass to better fit into the cockpit and mitigate the effects of G-force.

Ah Yong and Brother Lei don’t have to worry about such concerns, with their robust statures enhanced by long-term workouts, akin to two towering mountains standing before Chen Xiangbei. The bodyguards were no match for them at all.

Furthermore, this was just the beginning; Briatore himself is originally from the Italian underworld, having integrated into high society through motorsports and cleaned up his act, but deep down he still has that gangster nature. What scenario hasn’t he encountered?

After escaping the danger, he immediately made a call to rally support, and luckily, not much time had passed, so many hadn’t even had time to remove their pants, enabling swift assembly to help.

Briatore may be a scumbag morally and ruthless, exploiting drivers to the fullest, but as a team manager, he’s competent, even excellent.

At least Hua Bu makes money eating meat, and the team members below can follow suit and drink soup.

Having drunk the soup, they naturally put in the effort!

With the arrival of dozens of team technicians, now it became not just a matter of "quality," but even "quantity" has completely overwhelmed the opposition.

Initially, Chen Xiangbei was on the offensive side, but upon seeing the team members arrive, he immediately switched to being the peacemaker.

The reason being, F1 technician teams are filled with robust men, without some physical prowess it’s impossible to handle quick pit stops and tire changes. Even if everyone threw a punch each, Chen Xiangbei worried they might kill someone!

Although fervor and fiery temper are fundamental traits of drivers, adding the word "professional" implies rules and constraints, which is one of the biggest differences from street drivers.

Meanwhile, the street skirmish attracted more onlookers.

With things escalating, regardless of who’s right or wrong, it’s a troublesome situation for the HRT Team and Chen Xiangbei personally.

Additionally, a vague premonition lingered in Chen Xiangbei’s heart, there’s a high probability that it’s Briatore, the Italian rogue who stirred the trouble!

Since Itaewon is a popular area, as people gathered, the sound of sirens was heard not long after. Briatore handled such situations with ease, immediately patting Chen Xiangbei’s shoulder and said.

"Bei, lead the team members away first, we’ll have a good HAPPY next time."

"And you?"

Chen Xiangbei asked in return.

"Of course, I will stay and handle the trouble."

"Can you handle it?"

"If I can’t, can you?"

This time Briatore asked in return.

"I can’t."

Chen Xiangbei didn’t know whether the Italian rogue could handle it, but he knew he likely couldn’t.

So, Chen Xiangbei didn’t waste time and immediately led the team members away through a nearby alley.

Riding the bus back to the hotel, Ah Yong and the others had already calmed down from their excitement, worriedly asking Chen Xiangbei, "Brother Bei, can the manager really handle the trouble?"

"Let’s not talk about the issue with Korean police, I saw many onlookers taking out phones to shoot. I’m afraid the impact might be significant."

Ah Yong comes from a small place, and although tall and strong, he has never caused trouble outside, not to mention abroad.

This is not to say Ah Yong fears trouble, but he worries it might affect Chen Xiangbei’s F1 Korean Grand Prix.

"Probably can."

Chen Xiangbei replied ambiguously.

At least Briatore’s tone was confident, plus he had mentioned before that Korea’s largest shipping company, Hanjin Shipping, was once a sponsor of Benetton and Renault, with very close ties between them.

The largest shipping company should certainly be considered a top-tier conglomerate in Korea, so unless Briatore was bluffing, handling a street conflict shouldn’t be a big problem.

With a sense of worry and doubt, Chen Xiangbei and the others returned to the hotel.

Odetto was somewhat surprised to see them return so quickly.

He actually knew Briatore’s intention all along, which is why he didn’t join the so-called "celebration" drinks.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xiangbei and the others came back?

Before Odetto could ask, Chen Xiangbei proactively disclosed what had happened.

Compared to himself, Odetto has fought against Briatore within the paddock for many years, with both parties very familiar and understanding of each other.

Whether the problem can be solved, Odetto surely knows.

"Don’t worry, it’s fine."

To Chen Xiangbei’s query, Odetto merely replied with five simple words, then turned and left, leaving only a silhouette.

Seeing the old man so composed, Chen Xiangbei realized he might have underestimated the Italian rogue’s abilities.