"Let's go, it's our turn."

Yang Yan said to Wang Xue with a smile.

"Are you sure you want to go on stage with me? Have you thought it through?"

Wang Xue looked into Yang Yan's eyes, somewhat surprised.

"As if it could be fake! Alright, enough talk, let's hurry up. After the race, I'll take you to a nice place to celebrate."

"Then we can head back to Huaxia. Some people can't wait for us to leave."

After saying this, Yang Yan got right into the car.

"Hey! Yang Yan, you better bring our Xue back in one piece! Otherwise, none of us will talk to you."

Wu Min looked at Yang Yan seriously and said.

"And if I bring her back in one piece, what reward will you give me?"

Yang Yan joked with a smile.

Upon hearing his question, Wu Min was taken aback for a moment, then bit her lip and said:

"If you come back, as a reward, I'll give you a kiss."

She paused immediately after saying this, then after glancing at the other girls, added:

"Each of us will give you a kiss!"

Upon hearing Wu Min's words, Yang Yan's eyes lit up instantly, and he scanned the other girls' faces one by one, chuckling as he asked:

"Hey, you all heard that, right? Does what she said count for you too?"

Zhao Yan raised an eyebrow and said proudly:

"Hmph! As long as you bring Xue back safely, we'll each give you a kiss."

"And you? What do you say?"

Yang Yan turned to look at Shiya Jie and asked.

"Sure! You can ask for a kiss wherever you want at the time."

Shiya Jie's words were brief but conveyed her firm stance.

"Let's go, early in and early back. These girls have made quite a sacrifice for you. Even I'm getting a little impatient."

Yang Yan joked half-seriously to Wang Xue, who looked deeply moved.

This kind of racetrack is actually quite informal.

To put it bluntly, it's about who has better skills and luck.

Moreover, during the race, those underhanded tactics are endless.

Bumping into cars and such is all too common.

"All contestants for this race please get ready at the starting line, the race is about to begin."

As the DJ also acting as the host finished speaking, Wang Xue and Yang Yan started the car and headed towards the starting line.

The starting line here was very wide and long, about three or four hundred meters.

There were quite a few cars participating, around forty or fifty.

After all, the prize money for the winner here was still quite substantial.

The registration fee of three million US Dollars per person, plus the outside bets commission, just winning the championship could easily net you tens of millions of US Dollars, which drove countless people to chase recklessly, risking their lives.

"There are really a lot of people! Does the US have so many wealthy people? Couldn't tell!"

Yang Yan, sitting in the passenger seat, looked at the cars around them and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's not that there are many wealthy people, many participants in such races are from organized groups, not many are like us as individuals."

Wang Xue took a deep breath while holding the steering wheel, then gently explained.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Yang Yan was taken aback.

He'd seen plenty of car races, but never delved deep into them.

"Yes! Just like that Wu Xia, the man beside her is an heir to a wealthy family from Spain."

"And Wu Xia joining the race is also because of that man. I just don't know the specific reasons behind it."

Wang Xue said in a deep voice.

"Haha! What else could it be? It's just the ways of those wealthy families."

"As for that Wu Xia, I bet it was by chance that she met that man! Just a plaything, not worth mentioning."

Having seen plenty of the dirty dealings in wealthy families, Yang Yan thought.

After all, he used to be one of the elite killers of the Hidden Sect, naturally attracting many wealthy families wishing to hire him.

As for targets, quite a few were their own siblings or other blood relatives, and there were even some who wanted to kill their own parents.

"Are you all ready?"

While Yang Yan and Wang Xue were casually chatting, the host loudly asked from the side.

"It's starting!"

Zhang Qian looked at the big screen with nervousness, clenched her fists, and muttered.

Today's race was being broadcasted live by drones, with occasional close-ups.

At this moment, Shiya Jie and the others were staring at the big screen.

With a shot fired by the host, dozens of cars simultaneously sped forward. Many cars' front ends lifted up because of the excessive initial power.

"There are many participating cars, and the starting line is wide enough. But entering the official track, the entrance is narrow, and quite a few cars will be eliminated right from the start!"

Zhao Yan looked at the big screen and said worriedly.

Indeed, the starting line here was wide, but the entrance to the official track was narrow.

From the very beginning, it was a battle of speed and power.

"Don't worry, Little Wild Bull won't lose to these guys."

Shiya Jie said calmly, her eyes shining with strong confidence.

Little Wild Bull was the name of the engine.

She had great confidence in the engine she personally developed.

Though sometimes it was hard to control, in terms of power and explosiveness, Shiya Jie was confident it would not lose to any car on the track.

On the track, Little Wild Bull did not disappoint Wang Xue and Yang Yan.

As Wang Xue stepped on the gas, a strong surge pushed them back into their seats.

Even Yang Yan instinctively grabbed the handle on the car door.

Oh, shit!

These girls are indeed geniuses, and at the same time, they're all mad.

Yang Yan thought to himself.

To him, perhaps only a mad person would come up with the idea of using electric current to stimulate the motor.

In other words, this car essentially had two engines!

Moreover, the moment his hand grabbed the handle earlier, he realized that the car's sheet metal was made of titanium alloy.

This is a lightweight but extremely hard metal, commonly used in aerospace equipment, very expensive.

Yang Yan didn't believe these girls had that much money to get this.

There could only be one explanation, this thing was made by them!

In other words, these components were crafted by Wu Min and Zhao Yan.

Plus the obviously modified Little Wild Bull by Shiya Jie, along with Wang Xue's driving skills...

Now, even if someone told him this car could fly, Yang Yan wouldn't doubt it.

With this thought, Yang Yan instinctively tightened his grip on the car handle.

The entrance wasn't far ahead, and the surrounding vehicles were already starting to collide, vying for position.

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