Nick was stunned. He thought he might be hallucinating. Otherwise, how could he have heard this man asking for a car?
However, the next sentence made him realize that he was just overthinking. Haha …
"Hurry up. My baby is about to be bullied." Amos was furious. Those bastards actually dared to flirt with his elf.
Could he tolerate this? Could he?
Of course he couldn't!
Nick floated away. His whole body was weak. He couldn't feel his own weight anymore. He was so shocked that his soul almost left his body.
This man actually said his baby. Oh no, he must have met him in the wrong way today.
He had only been in Country O for a few days. How could he already have a baby?
This was Amos, the undefeated king who had won the first place in the international racing competition for four consecutive years.
He was arrogant, conceited, and looked down on everyone. He had a weird temper and would do whatever he wanted to do. He was also very nasty.
It was impossible for Nick not to be shocked when someone like Amos said he had a baby.
Who didn't know how arrogant his answer was when a reporter asked him about his ideal woman during a public interview?
He said that the only thing in this world that could tempt him was his car. Everything else was just something that he could do without.
Just listen to how nasty this arrogant guy who deserved to be destroyed by humanity was.
However, it was this attitude of his that made his popularity soar to a terrifying level.
Yet, he supported this evil attitude himself. Because of this, he stood on the altar and never stepped down.
However, this man had just said something like that.
If his fans knew about this, even if it was a joke, the airport in Country O would probably be trampled to the ground.
They just wanted to see what was so special about this person who was being joked about.
Amos stood on the grandstand. His face grew darker and darker. After a while, he looked behind him. After a while, he looked back again.
His aura was extremely low. Those damn things. His knuckles were protruding, but he didn't seem to have any reaction.
Just when he couldn't help but want to leave the race, Nick drove over.
"Amos, Amos, do you really want to go?" Nick watched him open the door and get into the car. He pulled the seatbelt casually.
He stepped on the clutch, stepped on the accelerator, and changed gears in one smooth motion. He asked nervously.
What responded to him was the exhaust from the white racing car that was charging forward.
"Cough, cough, cough … Cough, cough …" She covered her mouth and leaned against the wall, tears flowing out.
He knew that this capricious old man always meant what he said.
However, this was someone else's territory. If he went up and beat them up, wouldn't that be disrespecting them? What if he was despised by them?
Nick really wanted to cry but had no tears. Didn't they agree to listen to him when they reached Country O?
He was indeed too naive. How could this master be so obedient?
Sigh, I should think of a way to explain this to Country O's President. Or should I just agree to his request and become a judge for this national competition?
Anyway, the World Championship would only be held after the National Championship. The timing did not conflict at all.
Furthermore, Amos did not need to participate in the national competition. This was his unique privilege. After all, he was the king of racing in the world.
He didn't think that anyone would be able to surpass him or defeat him this time.
After thinking that it was feasible, for the first time, Nick made the decision for him without asking Amos first, and it just so happened that Amos was very satisfied with it.
At first, Xunmi was interested in playing with them. She could use them to familiarize herself with the operation.
However, this didn't mean that she was willing to cooperate with them.
When she felt that it was about time, she changed gears and stepped on the accelerator. She turned the steering wheel 90 degrees and put all the weight on the left tire.
Under the situation of being attacked from all sides, the fiery red racing car was like a burning flame and shot out with a whoosh.
The tires rubbed against the ground, creating faint sparks. The ear-piercing sound disturbed the drivers of the cars behind.
This method was actually not good. It especially damaged the tires, but Xunmi did not want to use more extreme methods.
After all, in a real racing car, there were all kinds of malicious collisions, intentional interceptions, joint schemes, and so on. One careless mistake could cause death.
After leaving the encirclement, Xunmi turned the steering wheel and lifted the accelerator slightly. The car's weight returned to normal. She stepped hard on the accelerator and left only an afterimage on the track.
The cars behind only reacted when Xunmi had overtaken them by half a lap and chased after her.
In the huge track, more than ten cars drew beautiful arcs.
Among them, the fiery red racing car was the most dazzling. She played the 360-degree drift steadily and the 180-degree turn effortlessly.
Gradually, the entire track became a show ground for the fiery red racing car. The cars behind could not catch up at all. Even if they did, they would be shaken off very quickly.
Until a snow-white racing car entered the track. The flying wheels carried the speed of the wind and the domineering aura of a sharp sword. It broke through the fiery red racing car's aura and cut in powerfully.
It was like a fisherman who benefited from the fight between the snipe and the clam. It attacked at the crucial moment and took away her glory in one fell swoop.
But at the last moment, it personally put it on for her.
Xunmi originally thought that no one could suppress her. She could not help but have a low opinion of the racers of the association.
However, the sudden appearance of the white racing car made her squint her eyes. All the cells in her body were screaming in excitement.
She accelerated, the other party accelerated. She chose to race in a fancy way. When she went in a curve or a right angle, the other party followed.
And every time, the other party would be one or two seconds ahead of her. Even if it was a simple race, it was still the same.
On the tenth lap, the fiery red and the white racing car were neck to neck. Just as they were about to cross the finish line together, the other party suddenly rushed forward and was one second ahead of her.
Xunmi was speechless. This feeling of being teased really made her want to hit someone.
'If you want to race, then race, but you have to act like you're the same as me.
'That's fine. It's fine if you want to beat me every time, but can you not be so f * cking brazen?
'Do you really think I can't tell that you're doing it on purpose? 'Very well, he's succeeded in arousing my interest.'
'Who cares what kind of monster he is? He's the target of angering Wang Runze to death. At the same time, I'll add some gambling to him and let him bully me.'
The senses and vision of the people in the track were far less impactful than the people in the stands.
Especially on the basis that they knew the identities of the two people, the people in the stands could be described as stunned.
It was not because of anything else, but because the two of them cooperated very well.
If it were anyone else, they would definitely think that they were a pair of racing babies.
Only a racer and a cheerleader who had trained together for a long time and were very familiar with each other could achieve such perfection.
However, the truth was that they all knew that the two of them had never seen each other before. This was also their first encounter.
"I feel like I'm seeing an Amos fan charging at me with a knife in his hand," Nick said with a straight face, as if he had nothing left to live for.
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