Chapter 607 (2/2)

The spectators were shocked to see a fresh female face actually going up against Xia Hai.

“Who the hell is that beauty? Is she another professional under Boss Hao’s employment?”

“I thought that she was Prince Zhao’s girlfriend. But she’s in the driver seat now? Are they racing for real? This is bullshit!”

“What kind of racer is this? She’s not even using her own car?! Even I have my own modified scooter!”

“Alright, alright, let’s bet!”

“You gamble addict! This is nothing but a friendly drive! If you want to gamble, make it official!”

“That’s right! Since this is just a friendly race, let’s put gambling aside! I’d like to see how the girl drives. In the end, Xia Hai is even faster than the Racing God of Mount Qilin! Challenging him is dumb!”

“Damn… let’s gamble among ourselves, shall we? Well, if I can actually find someone with differing opinions – we all know who the winner is…”

…

At that moment, reporter Qian Xiaojia chirped to her camera, “I don’t understand what is the point of this race between the Heavenly King Xia Hai and a female driver… It’s a waste of everyone’s time.”

Even so, her audience were mighty curious. Someone pointed out that the female driver actually seemed familiar, and had asked if Miss Jiazi could give her an interview.

Qian Xiaojia could only laugh at herself in her heart. She had not even approached the beauty, but she knew that she was a genuine Goddess. She feared that her radiance might just blind her sight.

It may just be a casual drive, but Xia Hai was still one of the drivers behind the wheel, so the cameras were all quickly set up. Drones and helicopters took to the air, and the spectators grew feverish with excitement.

With the wave of the flag, Xia Hai’s pitch-black modified car and Zhao Youyue’s grey-silver modified car took off. Even so, sharper, experienced eyes flew open wide. This woman was no newbie. She’s batshit insane! That launch had been absolutely spectacular!

Sadly, Xia Hai’s car was imperceptibly superior to the grey-silver machine. By the first turn, Zhao Youyue had fallen slightly behind. It was inevitable, as Chen Yilong had held nothing back regarding the modifications of the car.

At that moment, Zhao Hao felt his heart leap out of his body, as the car went past 220 km/h. Alarmed and terrified, he turned to his sister, only see an animalistic, wild face. The night lights reflected off her dilated, predatory pupils. He was beginning to regret this.

He should not have involved himself with the race!

Zhao Hao did not dare say a word, lest he distracted her and sent them both plummeting to their deaths. He should have relieved himself before the race – he might end up wetting the seat, at this rate.