Shen Xi picked the dark blue McLaren and got in to try it out. She immediately got the feeling and felt her blood boiling. Looking at the hot venue and listening to the screams and cheers, a familiar feeling welled up in her heart. She could not wait to get started.
Xu Wei's men came back quickly and put the number plates on the cars.
In this round, besides Shen Xi, Xu Wei and her two companions also drove their cars to the track.
Xu Wei sat in the sports car and saw Shen Xi and Pei Xu through the car window. She glanced at the number on their car with a vicious look. Four.
Four. Death. It seemed that the two of them had to die today. She was not the only one who wanted them dead. God also wanted them to die quickly. It was God's will.
Shen Xi turned around abruptly. Her eyes were cold and sharp as a sword as they swept towards Xu Wei's direction. She had a feeling that Xu Wei was up to no good.
Pei Xu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, followed her gaze and glanced at Xu Wei. Her eyes were full of mockery.
Everything was ready. The flag bearer waved the chess piece and the race officially started.
The cars on the racetrack emitted a powerful low hum. Like an arrow that had left the bow, the car whistled out in an instant.
On the fourth track, the dark blue McLaren raced at an incredible speed, surpassing the second place by two cars. Like a ghost, it disappeared in an instant, leaving only a shadow that was enough to make the fans scream and cheer.
Xu Wei and his two companions were stunned when they saw this.
F * ck.
That brat didn't lie!
Even Bai Yu, the racing king, couldn't reach this speed!
Xu Wei's two companions were so shocked that their eyes almost fell to the ground. They knew that they couldn't catch up with her, but they still chased after her excitedly.
Xu Wei looked at the disappearing car. His eyes were full of viciousness. Was her driving skills good or bad? So what if she was as good as Bai Yu, the racing king?
Today's race would be her burial ground. She would never have the chance to race again, and no one would know her name.
The car emperor, Bai Yu, who had suddenly been taken care of, was in this team. When he saw McLaren disappear with a whoosh, the corners of his lips curled up with interest. His eyes blazed with passion as he increased his speed to the maximum and chased after McLaren.
His luck was really good.
On the first day she returned to the country, she met the young madam of the Boss's family.
Boss's Young Madam was indeed as interesting as Kunlun and the others had said.
Fu Qingli saw clearly that Shen Xi was in the driver's seat of the sports car with the license plate number 4 on the fourth track. His handsome face was cold and he was exuding a cold aura.
Damn it.
She actually went to race!
It was such a dangerous extreme sport. What if something happened?
The people standing next to him couldn't help but shiver. It was so cold that they felt uncomfortable, as if a cold current had suddenly hit them.
"F * ck! The woman with Pei Xu is really an expert. She's too fast and too awesome. She's way ahead of us!"
"I saw it. Sister Wei made a mistake this time. Didn't she say that the girl had never touched a car before?"
"If she had never touched a car before, I also want to be like her. I have seen the racing king, Bai Yu's race. Even he is not as awesome as her."
"Sister Wei made a mistake this time. She is going to lose to Pei Xu."
A few gangsters were chatting. They were very emotional. They had made a mistake and thought that the girl was lying because she was young. Who knew that she was really capable? They began to praise her and destroy their own morale.
"Shut up. If Sister Wei finds out, she will not forgive you." One of the tattooed men, who had been silent all this time, scolded them fiercely. When he turned his head, he murmured viciously, "We have to wait until the two of them come back alive."
It was a pity that the girl named Shen Xi was so delicate and beautiful. It would be fun to play with her. However, she insisted on helping Pei Xu. She was digging her own grave. If she died, she could only blame herself for making a wrong friend.
The other gangsters didn't hear what he said after that, but they didn't dare to praise Shen Xi anymore. They could only admire her in their hearts.
Fu Qingli happened to be next to them. His pupils suddenly shrank. He heard a group of people in the International Class cheering and screaming at the top of their lungs. "Master Xu, Sister Xi, come on!"
Master Xu.
Pei Xu?
Were they talking about the boy with Shen Xi?
The tattooed man was feeling pity for Shen Xi's upcoming fate in his heart. Suddenly, he was locked on by a cold gaze. Before he could react, he was grabbed by the collar and dragged out.
The aura of the person was so strong that he couldn't breathe. Even his cry for help was forcibly suppressed in his throat. The feeling of death invaded his whole body, and he widened his eyes in horror.
Fu Qingli dragged him like a dead dog to the open space behind. He threw him away and said, "Repeat what you just said."
The tattooed man had never seen anyone who could suppress him with just a gaze and an aura. He was so scared that he trembled all over. "I don't know. I don't know what you are talking about."
Fu Qingli approached him and pointed a gun at his heart. His voice was dangerous and cold. "Are you going to say it or not? What did you do to Shen Xi? "
The tattooed man was so scared that he peed. "I will say it. I will say it. It has nothing to do with me. It was Sister Wei. Sister Wei wanted to avenge Brother Nian. She wanted to kill Pei Xu. That woman asked for it.
The tattooed man told him everything he knew. The person in front of him was too scary. Before he finished, he was kicked to the ground. His whole body was in pain. There was a dull pain in his chest, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
When he came back to his senses, the man in black, who was like the Grim Reaper with a deadly murderous aura, had disappeared. His last sentence rang in his ears again and again. "If anything happens to her, I want you to die with her!"
Fu Qingli's eyes were full of anxiety. He suppressed the extreme anger and danger. There had never been a moment like this where he was so anxious, helpless, and confused. He directly rushed through the cordon and entered the lane.
The brakes of the car she was driving had been tampered with. If he couldn't stop it in time, everything would be too late.
Every time he thought of something happening to her, she would be here, she would be in trouble in front of him. His heart ached as if he was suffocating.
The next round of racers had just parked their cars when they suddenly saw a commotion. The next moment, a black figure rushed through the cordon and came towards them.
The racer in lane one, who was furthest away, didn't have time to react before the door was opened. He was directly grabbed by the collar, threw out, and took his car.
"F * ck!" The racer cursed innocently. He heard a roar and his car had already rushed out. It was so fast that it flashed like a gust of wind, leaving only a red afterimage.
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