Chapter 78 - The outsider horse (2/2)

I take a breath and look at the NSR. The rider is wearing a black coat and a pair of protective goggles on his head. Motorcycle racing here, wearing a helmet will be laughed at! I look at the man with eyes flickering, staring at him for a minute, then look back at her and smile: “Are you gambling or not?”

“Good!” Her interest has been raised and says, “I bet 7AA wins! You bet that NSR wins! If 7AA wins, you promise to help me do one thing!”

“What thing?”

She is snickering: “You promise me to go off for a lap!”

“Good.” I laugh and say, “If NSR wins… You have to listen to me one thing too!”

“What thing?”

I laugh and say: “Now I won’t say, you have to promise me one thing anyway! Anything! No repentance!”

“Will I be afraid of you?” She’s raising her eyebrows.

I don’t let her give out the money. Just take it as a private bet between us.

Kidding! I know that the 7AA must not be able to win the NSR. How can I let her throw 500 money in vain?

After a while, someone is announcing that the race is ready to start loudly with the loudspeakers. The crowd are backing up, and the riders are pushing their motorcycles down to the road. The tall girl in the skirt next to the Bald 4, carrying a red light in her hand, going to the middle of the road and making a very coquettish gesture.

For a moment, the roars of the motocycles are coming and going. When the red light turns off, all the motocycles are speeding out!

The 7AA accelerates so fast that it is driving to the first one!

Dorra is jumping with excitement, screaming and laughing. I stand by her carefully and light myself a cigarette. I look across the street. Little 4’s bald head is very conspicuous in the light. A few younger brother-like people are following him. He and the betting guys are whispering something, and a triumphant smile is appearing on his face.

Hum, this fellow, is still playing with the same conventional methods!

If I haven’t been in this circle before, I would surely be betting on the 7AA like Dorra today!

In fact, it’s very simple. If you are a dealer, you’ll try to cheat all the times. Otherwise, where can dealers make money?

Most people, at least these people do know the motocycles, can see that that 7AA is absolutely the one with the best performance. They will naturally bet money on it!

If this motorcycle wins, won’t Bald 4 lose money?

How can be that easy?

Generally speaking, those dealers will control the gambling games! For example, the NSR I’ve been observing for a long time is definitely the “outsider horse” that Little 4 invited for tonight to control the game!

The so-called “outside horse” is actually a special term of this circle. Generally speaking, these guys are the really good riders! Some of them are high-price invited from other places, with new faces, some unknown masters who seldom appear in local motorcycle racing circle. Some big gambling games, the dealers will even pay to Macau to find professional drivers!

These amateur motorcycle racers can hardly be the rivals of the professional racers. After all, the stories of street racers who can beat professional racers only appear in the movie. It’s all made up!

And unfortunately, I’ve seen through tonight. I know the rider driving the NSR, the “outside horse” who Bald 4 invited tonight.

Tonight’s racing section is a total of four streets, more than 20 kilometers back and forth. The section is not long, each section has been arranged people to keep news updated!

Not long ago, the first message comes back.

“Park junction… NSR leads, 7AA second, one parking space behind. NSR speed-up is very fierce, the short-track advantage is very strong, 7AA is now catching up, following the long street running up, I believe 7AA can have a chance to overtake!”

Someone finishes the announcement with a loudspeaker, and immediately causes a burst of shouting and cheering, while some others are cursing.

Dorra is still hard mouthed and refusing to give in: “NSR short-track speed-up is just powerful! There’s a long street behind. Look who is better finally! Hum!”

I laugh and say nothing. Just smoking calmly, but I can’t help but see the Bald 4 on the other side shooting me a cold look!

“At the gate of the city, NSR keep leading! The advantages are gradually expanding! Second Group 7AA is in the lead, CB400 is catching up! FXXX! That NSR is absolutely amazing tonight! How is it possible to lead in the long track too?”

When the second message comes, Dorra’s confidence is crushed. A lot of people who bet on 7AA are cursing, and some even starting smashing bottles with anger.

She’s staring at me for a long time and pulling me to one side: “Chen Yang… You… How do you guess that? You must know something about it, don’t you?” Seeing that I am silent, she’s grabbing my arm and shaking it forcefully for several times.

“Could you tell me? Please!”

I look around and say in a low voice with laugh: “I know the rider driving the NSR. I never saw that motocycle, but I’m sure his tires are different from those of others.”

“Oh?”

“First of all, I know that guy’s habits. He is a master. The kids here can’t be his opponents. At least, he’s skilled. Although his NSR is general, but the tires are all nitrogen-fueled! This is more professional than others! Nitrogen-filled tires are not easy to heat up and shrink, and have small deformation range. They can maintain stable tire pressure, improve the stability of tires while driving, and ensure driving comfort. This is an important advantage. As for the performance of the 7AA motorcycle you mention, it’s only under normal circumstances. The real master not only compete the performance of the motocycle, but also the driving skills with you!”

“But… We all don’t know the guy who are driving the NSR. Where does he come from?”

I glance at her and say: “What do your little babies know? Are the real masters screaming and driving around like you? What is a master? Every master is not visible in his daily life. He just shows at a critical moment!”

After a pause, I come up with another fact that shocking her: “That fellow who’s driving NSR, I’ve known him for years. He used to drive No. 13 bus in the city.”

This almost chokes her to death by her own saliva.