The few people around Han Wenbin imdiately stepped forward, surrounding him protectively, each displaying an unwavering loyalty, as if ready to defend their master at all costs.
Luo Shanshan's expression was as dark as water, threatening, "Han Wenbin, this is Zhujia Port, do you believe that I can make all of you leave here lying down?"
"Oh my, my heart is beating so fast; I'm so scared!" Han Wenbin exclaid in a feigned panic, causing those around him to snicker.
But their laughter quickly died down.
More than a dozen burly young n had surrounded them, their cold gazes binding them like chains around their necks, silencing them.
"Since you're so dissatisfied with this bet, I'll change it!"
Han Wenbin adjusted his stance and said, "One million; if you lose, you lose a million! This amount can barely cover our entertainnt tonight!"
"Alright, we agree!"
Luo Shanshan continued, "The race starts in half an hour; Lin Jie, co with us to prepare! Da Hei, take care of everything else!"
Throughout the process, Lin Jie, who had no say, followed Luo Shanshan and Xiaoqi into a room on the west side of the stands, converted from a container.
The room was filled with auto parts and repair tools, infused with the sll of gasoline, sweat, and alcohol.
Luo Shanshan pointed at a heavy racing protective suit hanging on the wall, saying, "Your build is similar to Xiaoqi's; you can wear hers."
"Xiaoqi, help him put it on!"
Just then, the loudspeaker blared through the window!
"Tonight's first heavyweight race, a head-to-head car duel, will take place in half an hour, featuring the famous Racing Prince and the Invincible Whirlwind from Capital City!"
"Let introduce the Invincible Whirlwind from Capital City!"
"He has dominated in Capital City, achieving eleven consecutive wins in single-match duels, known as the king of single duels."
"I ask you, wasn't that incredible invincible drift just now spectacular..."
After listening for a while, Lin Jie realized the speaker was talking about him.
This announcer was quite eloquent, praising him so highly it seed he could conquer international F1 circuits, brimming with confidence, montarily making Lin Jie feel heated and excited.
Xiaoqi wore a cold expression, assisting Lin Jie with the one-piece racing gear, saying coolly, "To lure rich spectators to bet, even a novice driver can be praised to high heavens."
She circled behind Lin Jie and tightly secured the suit's straps!
Xiaoqi suddenly leaned close to Lin Jie's left ear, whispering, "Lin Jie, you do have so skill. To give you more motivation, if you win against that bastard in this race..."
"I'm willing to spend the night with you!"
At that mont, Lin Jie felt a nibble on his left earlobe, a strange sensation coursing through his body!
"Xiaoqi, stop causing trouble!"
Nearby, Luo Shanshan saw Xiaoqi's antics and scolded, glaring at her, "Lin Jie, Xiaoqi enjoys teasing; don't believe anything she says."
"This ti, I'll be your co-driver..."
"Shanshan, have you gone mad!"
Xiaoqi shouted, "You have mild vertigo; are you trying to make yourself sick? I'm definitely the one to be the assistant."
Luo Shanshan pondered for a mont then nodded, warning, "Xiaoqi, I'm seriously warning you, don't create chaos!"
"Shanshan, do you really see as such an irresponsible person?" Xiaoqi said with grievance, her lips pouting, looking like she was about to cry.
Luo Shanshan didn't bother acknowledging her, saying sternly, "Lin Jie, you're surely wondering about the grudge over those eleven lives, aren't you?"
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