The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend Chapter 316 - 252

This race is beyond any doubt.

The Phoemix Team beca the focus of the entire venue.

On the screens, after the Phoemix Team mbers showcased their skills one after another, the entire scene fell into a dead silence.

This... how in the world did they do that?!

All drivers, how is it that only your team stands out?!

All the drones and caras were focused on the Phoemix Team, their 360-degree drift around the corner reached textbook level, reminding everyone of a certain legendary racing god who once dominated the racing world.

Drivers from all the teams started inquiring about Rong Zhi’s na.

Until Rong Zhi crossed the finish line first, while other teams were still on their second lap, the scene and various team live streams erupted completely.

[Ahhhhh!!!! Go Phoemix!! Go Third Young Master!!!]

[Holy crap, watching this has my blood boiling, I wish I could buy a ticket and fly there right now, it’s so damn exciting!!]

[Please, Third Young Master, give others a chance to show themselves, the drivers behind might get bullied to tears hahaha.]

At the sa ti.

A huge exclamation ca from the audience.

This shout wasn’t of excitent, but rather carried imnse shock.

Rong Zhi slightly closed her eyes, feeling the agitation of the blood in her veins, her grip on the steering wheel was so tight her knuckles turned white, veins bulging.

She still yearned for the racetrack, craved the cheers.

Reason kept her calm, but emotion told her to follow her heart.

After a while, just as she was about to get off the car to find Ying Hengyu and the others, she suddenly heard this unusual exclamation, pursed her lips, casually wiped her brow with her fingertip, and turned to look at the screen.

What she saw.

inier’s car was being tightly suppressed by another car, that car seed determined to drag inier to death with it, recklessly provoking inier on the edge.

Rong Zhi’s expression darkened slightly.

She rembered the looks from Blute and the others before the race, her eyes darkened, and said through the intercom: "Sophiron."

The intercom crackled for two seconds, then inier’s voice filled with suppressed anger ca through: "Deputy Captain, don’t worry, I have it under control, dammit, that dog Blute, using such despicable tactics because he can’t beat us."

Racing is not an ordinary competition, even a small mistake can cause injuries or damage to the driver, the life of ATS’s forr teammate was lost in a race.

Rong Zhi had to be cautious.

It was her responsibility to bring the Phoemix Team to the track, and she wanted to bring them back in one piece!

"You’re on your last lap, no rush, we have this race in the bag." She spoke calmly.

"Yes, inier," another voice suddenly interjected through the intercom, it was Ying Hengyu, "just finish the race, that person wants to take your life, don’t go head-to-head with him, we’ll deal with him after the race."

inier compressed his lips, suppressing his impatience and frustration: "I get it, don’t worry, I’ll beat that bastard after the race!"

After getting inier’s promise, Rong Zhi slowly released her clenched palm, leaned back into her seat, and stared ahead in slight distraction.

"Knock knock."

The car window was suddenly tapped.

Rong Zhi paused her movent, lazily lifted her eyes, and tilted her gaze, a handso and affectionate face appeared before her, he waved at her.

"Rong Zhi," the man’s voice was deep and warm, enchanting, "Congratulations."

"The race isn’t over yet."

It’s too early to talk about congratulations.

The car door unlocked as she extended a long leg out.

The drones and caras silently moved away without notice.

Only the audience watched curiously in this direction.

Who is this person? They seem very familiar with the female driver from the Phoemix Team?

Cheng Sijia stood together with Jing Ji who had rushed over, side by side behind Bai Su, blocking everyone’s view.

Ying Hengyu had just gotten out of the car, and before he had the chance to greet Rong Zhi, he saw her leaving with a man, so he stood there, knowing who it was, didn’t follow.

He still had to prepare for inier’s race.

Although Rong Zhi and the others left, the race on the field continued.

The comntator deliberately skipped ntioning Rong Zhi, focusing the cara on the two cars still in deadlock on the field, "The surprise Phoemix Team gave us just now was absolutely thrilling! There are still three mbers of the Phoemix Team in the race, let’s see that driver nad inier..."

"Oh my God! He just drifted again! The second ti tonight! Magnificent!! This drifting move is stunning! But sohow it feels a bit familiar..."

The comntator’s tone suddenly beca bewildered.

On the field, Blute’s car clung to inier like a venomous snake, not giving him a single chance.

And inier, who had endured for so long, finally couldn’t take it anymore. As his body neared its limit, he executed a second drift!

In his mind, there was no concept of life or death, only a single thought —

Cannot lose!! Absolutely cannot lose!!

Blute sneered coldly in his car.

inier gritted his teeth, violently turned the steering wheel!

"Oh!!!" The comntator, disregarding his image, jumped straight from the chair, "He did it! A perfect 180-degree drift!! Amazing!! Tonight’s O District race is undoubtedly the most explosive racing feast of the year!"

Perhaps due to physical reasons, there were so minor flaws, but the visual effect was even more spectacular than before.

The Phoemix Team’s live stream was set ablaze by this mont.

The bullet comnts flew by rapidly, even causing lag, so were kicked out and upon re-entering found the server had crashed.

The day ca when the server of Tianchen dia, under the Tianchen Group, also crashed.

But this also signified that the Phoemix Team had successfully made a breakthrough!!

Their era starts now, reerging!

And all this was due to the return of team captain Ying Yunlin and deputy captain Rong Zhi.

inier reached the finish line.

Blute and others followed close behind.

The F1 Formula O State Division preliminary race successfully concluded.

Blute’s hand shook on the steering wheel.

He didn’t feel wrong... it wasn’t an error....

It was Little Ying God.

Ying Jiu, she’s back!!!

In the entire racing world, there are only a few who could perform a 360-degree drifting around a bend; among them, Ying Jiu is at the top, and only she could teach a student like inier!!

Blute’s face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The fear engendered by Ying Jiu’s domination over the past two years surfaced in his heart, making his legs tremble even as he exited the car.

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On the screen, the comntator intercepted the Phoemix Team mbers who were preparing to leave, smiling broadly, "Hello everyone, wait a bit, don’t leave just yet, I’d like to do a brief interview with you, do you have ti?"

Ying Hengyu’s handso face appeared on screen, smiling gracefully: "Of course."

The comntator’s smile deepened, "I heard sothing about your team earlier, ahem, one can’t help but gossip. I want to ask, what’s going on with your new female driver?"

She was truly dazzling, so dazzling it was hard not to notice.