Chapter 1150: Chapter 1145: Did the Night Emperor Run Away?
"Did any of you just get overtaken by Night Emperor’s taxi?"
"Haha, so you got overtaken too? Looks like I’m not the only one embarrassed!"
"No, that’s not embarrassing! Night Emperor’s cornering skills really shocked ; his driving technique is incredibly strong!"
"Yeah! I even thought this guy was possessed by King of Cars Schumacher!"
In the racing world, the weak have always admired the strong.
Even though the Rose Society and Qin Hao are currently like water and fire.
However, Qin Hao’s spectacular skills still impress many people.
But even more people are eagerly wanting to know the result.
"Did such a powerful Night Emperor actually take first place?"
"I think it’s doubtful; Night Emperor’s skills are very impressive, but Steward Xia and Vini Jones aren’t lacking either."
"True, I’ve seen Vini Jones’s cornering; it’s not as overwhelming as Night Emperor’s but highly skilled."
"Hey, why speculate? The result isn’t out yet, and everything’s still uncertain."
To verify the result, everyone moved toward Xia Youde’s vehicle.
Several staff responsible for recording stood by the car.
After Xia Youde got out, a staff mber walked up and handed over a form: "This is the final score."
Xia Youde glanced at it and couldn’t help showing a smug smile.
He won.
The result was indeed Vini Jones’s victory!
This outco was a stroke of luck.
Xia Youde couldn’t imagine.
If the championship had indeed been taken by Qin Hao.
Then what kind of blow would all these mbers receive on-site right now?
Luckily, the ending was without danger.
As for why the taxi slowed down in the second half.
Xia Youde’s thought was, perhaps the tires or engine got damaged, forcing the speed to slow down.
This highlights the difference between professional race cars and civilian cars.
But then again, considering how impressive he was with a civilian car.
If he were given a professional race car.
What would happen then?
Even Vini Jones might not be a match, right?
After pondering for a while, Xia Youde noticed the crowd gathered around.
All mbers eager to know the answer.
Understandable, since this race was not only about the Rose Society defending its honor.
It also involved a huge wager.
If Night Emperor really got the first place, many mbers might go bankrupt.
"Steward Xia, how was it?" A mber couldn’t help but ask after a long wait.
Xia Youde first looked solemnly at the mber.
The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing.
Was Steward Xia’s expression indicating a loss?
Was it over?
When everyone’s hearts weighed heavily, Xia Youde suddenly laughed heartily: "The final scores have Vini Jones taking first, matching the record. I’m in second, three seconds behind. Night Emperor is third, also three seconds behind."
As soon as this was said, a huge cheer erupted on-site.
"Vini Jones really won?"
"Steward Xia didn’t let everyone down either!"
"We won! We’ve finally won!"
One shouldn’t bla the mbers for making a fuss.
This is just a reflection of a grand gamble.
The winners, of course, enjoy great glory.
What about the losers?
Xia Youde instinctively glanced at the roadside taxi with disdain and contempt.
"Now, everyone go ’welco’ our third place Night Emperor."
He sneered as he said this and walked briskly towards the taxi. The crowd followed in step.
"Night Emperor, why are you still resting inside the car? Won’t you co out and chat with everyone?" Xia Youde said sarcastically. He already had plenty of mocking words ready, just waiting for Qin Hao to show up.
Unexpectedly, there was no response from inside the taxi, and the person hiding inside seed determined to remain silent.
Xia Youde beca even more disdainful: "Night Emperor, can’t you handle losing? Are you just trash?"
These words led the nearby mbers to also beco disdainful.
"Ha, I considered you an expert, but didn’t expect you can’t handle losing!"
"Night Emperor, your cornering skills are indeed formidable, but your character is contemptible!"
"You don’t deserve those skills, garbage!"
Straightforward words echoed, and a loud shout ca from inside the car: "Shut up, you foreign devils!"
The mbers were all taken aback.
This voice.
Could Night Emperor be so enraged?
So secretly snickered.
But so slapped their foreheads.
Sothing’s not right.
This isn’t Night Emperor’s voice.
It’s probably that scoundrel Ah Mao?
"Night Emperor, now you’ve beco a coward, and you just let your dog talk?"
Sumr Youde’s tone was even more mocking.
Since the night was deep, coupled with tinted windows, nobody clearly saw what’s inside the car.
People only vaguely noticed three shadows inside the car.
"Shut up, you ugly foreign devil, you’re not qualified to et the boss!" Ah Mao furiously retorted.
"Heh, Ah Mao, small scoundrel, what’s with your crazy deanor?" Xia Youde, as the victor, had no reason to be angry but taunted, "Is it because you lost everything and went insane?"
"You!" Ah Mao was practically exploding with rage.
Indeed!
No matter how aggressive his tone, it doesn’t change the fact that he lost badly!
Worse yet, given the huge amount, selling everything couldn’t settle it!
"Hahaha, turns out this scoundrel lost badly and went nuts!"
"But this scoundrel has more grit than Night Emperor; at least he knows to shout. Night Emperor? He simply played dead, truly shaful!"
"Don’t waste ti on them, let’s smash the car and drag them out!"
Under Xia Youde’s suggestion, mbers started to stir, intending to smash the car and break the door.
"Don’t smash! I didn’t buy insurance for this car!" A Northeast buddy’s voice ca from inside the car.
The mbers, being foreigners, were confused and barely understood.
"Old Huang, you coward, let them smash it!"
Inside the car, Ah Mao angrily exclaid.
Old Huang flashed a bitter smile: "My whole family counts on this car to earn money, Ah Mao bro, do
a favor, let’s go out."
"Ah!" Ah Mao and Tom exchanged glances, both with helplessness in their eyes.
They lost badly, this ti, they lost in a way that’s beyond recovery.
Yet, thinking of Old Huang, they finally opened the car door and stepped out.
Seeing three people erge from the car.
The surrounding crowd was full of doubt. Just three people, where’s Night Emperor?
Xia Youde was even more puzzled: "Impossible! I clearly saw Night Emperor was still in the car earlier!"
"Did the guy sneak away when we weren’t paying attention?"
Soone proposed the idea.
Xia Youde’s face quickly turned contemptuous: "Definitely, Night Emperor must have felt embarrassed to lose and sneaked away while you were waiting for the result!"
"Despicable!"
"Shaless!"
"Scum!"
As the crowd began to revile Night Emperor, a voice ca from the crowd behind: "Who said I ran away?"
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