The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"Mr. Chi, please come this way."

The venue manager received a call from his boss and rushed out of the central control director's room without stopping, rushing to greet Chi Zhen who had arrived and invited him in.

This is a racetrack contracted by a club, exclusively for the rich young men of Rongcheng to enjoy. Motorcycles and racing cars are something that all young people love. The feeling of showing off your youth and sweat on the track is truly exciting.

The person in charge brought Chi Yu to the high platform with the best view and gestured respectfully: "Master Chi should be in the arena right now. Do you need me to convey it to you? Although the view here is good, it is indeed a bit hot. How about you move to the lounge?"

Chi Xuanming often came here to have fun with a group of noblemen, and the person in charge knew it. Every reception was the highest treatment in the club.

It was the same this time. Young Master Chi seemed to have brought a new face with him, and the person in charge had never seen him before.

Let’s put these irrelevant matters aside for now. He didn’t expect that Mr. Chi would come here in person.

Chi Zhen stood on a high place and looked into the distance. Everything below was extremely clear, except for the fact that He Youmu was not yet visible.

"No need." Waving his hand to refuse, Chi Yu leaned on the railing of the platform and looked down.

The sunken racing track is like a coiled dragon and snake, with many bends. It is quite difficult just by looking at it.

Surrounded by guardrails and baffles, the asphalt runway simulates a normal road section. Under the setting sun, the gray-black runway seems to exude a scorching aura.

Spectators were gradually gathering in the surrounding audience seats, and the big screen in front was still on standby.

"There is a friendly match this afternoon, and Master Chi is here too. If it were normal times, the self-organized matches would be more formal, with more spectators and some entertainment."

Seeing Chi Zhen looking to the side, the person in charge immediately explained.

To put it bluntly, friendly matches are just games between these rich young men for fun. They are not considered a profit-making project for the club. At most, they provide venues and equipment.

The club supports professional racing drivers. In addition to participating in major annual competitions, it also organizes regular competitions here for the entertainment of Rongcheng's upper class.

The audience can place bets in advance on winning or losing, or tip the racers, which are all ways for the club to increase revenue.

Or some people who want to take a shortcut can pay dues to the club and start racing as a rookie or backup driver. If they are noticed by some boss or leader, they can save a big step.

Recently, several well-known male celebrity models in the entertainment industry have taken this path.

The operation of an activity can generate too many additional projects, and the person in charge is not in a position to say it explicitly, so he only mentioned it vaguely.

Suddenly, colorful ribbons flashed on the large screen supported by a steel frame, and then a huge countdown began to announce the show. Although it was just a small fight between a group of young men, the audience remained quiet and respectful.

Under the orange-yellow golden light, figures pushing motorcycles in the distance took their positions at the starting line one after another. The engines of multiple motorcycles started at the same time, and the low hums and roars echoed in the stadium and in the ears, as if they were ferocious beasts about to break through the sunlight and compete with the sky.

The safety car behind the row of motorcycles has already turned on its lights and is in position. The red light on the front indicator panel is flashing more and more frequently. The flag waver at the starting line is counting the final seconds. The lights go out and the flag is lowered suddenly.

"boom!"

The engine roars and the wind sounds like a song.

The crouching beast suddenly woke up, and at the signal prompt, the driver moved the car body, and with the accelerator fully opened, Weng Ming rushed straight into the sky, and thousands of arrows were fired in an instant.

"Fuck!" Looking at the figure flying away at lightning speed without saying a word, Chi Xuanming couldn't help but complain, and then quickly chased after it.

Although there were many people starting out together, they were all brought in by Chi Xuanming and had little competitiveness. In the final analysis, this was still a gamble between him and You Mu.

Chi Xuanming felt in his heart that he would definitely win this time. You Mu had only run two laps, so how could he possibly beat him who had been to this track many times.

However, he was still frightened by the opponent's fierce rush.

The novice pulled the horsepower to the maximum from the beginning. Is he crazy? Are you really not afraid of overturning?

Complaints aside, he was the one who initiated the bet, so he is sure to win this time.

Chi Xuanming didn't think any more and concentrated his attention on overtaking the people on the side of him. When he passed the bend, he made a beautiful turn.

"It has already started. The red and black motorcycle belongs to Young Master Chi..." The other party's modified SQ motorcycle is highly recognizable.

Chi Yu's sight fell on the drivers in the race, passed by Chi Xuanming, and accurately locked onto one of the young men wearing helmets.

The aircraft was not moving steadily, and was erratic at times, but it was always in the front, rushing forward regardless of anything.

No one else has this kind of drive.

However, listening to the roar of the motorcycle and watching the other party almost scraping the ground as it turned the corner, Chi Yu frowned and his heart suddenly tightened.

Fortunately, the other party escaped danger and was not thrown off the track by the impact. Although he fell behind a little, he was still moving normally.

His mind was beating along with the other person's. Even though he was standing on a high platform, just looking at the figure that was getting farther and farther away, his adrenaline was already stimulated, as if it had soared to the extreme in an instant.

My heart was pounding, and my heartbeat was rising and falling as the other team kept turning the corners. In my ears, the voice of the person in charge's commentary was becoming increasingly vague.

After several ramps, the motorcycles on the field gradually distanced themselves from each other. Although they were not professional racers, most of them just wanted to have fun and would stop when they were done.

Leading in the front was a black and red gale, which was so fast that it became a shadow, dragging out a red line, and leaping rapidly in front of everyone's eyes.

The wind whistled in his ears and the strong wind accompanied him as he continued to move forward. Chi Xuanming really enjoyed the pleasure of the combination of passion and speed.

Victory was beckoning ahead, and he would win after just one more turn.

However, accidents often happen in an instant. A figure suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision and before Chi Xuanming, who had just relaxed, could react, it had already put some distance between him and him.

Realizing that he was being overtaken, Chi Xuanming's originally calm mentality was broken. He panicked, gripped the handlebars tightly and rode at full speed to catch up.

You Mu’s driving skills were not good, and the body of the car swayed in the wind, looking precarious, but he managed to keep it stable every time.

Even though it was so close, Chi Mingxuan was unable to catch up no matter what he did and missed the opportunity to overtake on a curve. It was even more difficult to overtake on a relatively flat road.

Chi Xuanming felt uneasy. He always felt that the boy in front of him was a little weird. He was so crazy and desperate. Did he not fear death at all?

Could it be that the other party was actually a motorcycle expert and was deliberately acting to deceive him?

Going downhill, Chi Xuanming finally kept a parallel distance with the other party.

The stakes he had made were too high, and as he rode his beloved bike and saw the finish line approaching, he was unwilling to admit defeat and deliberately tilted his head to deviate towards You Mu's route.

According to common sense, in this situation, the opponent can only dodge subconsciously, and he only needs one second to have a chance to overtake.

But You Mu's reaction really scared Chi Xuanming. The boy next to him actually took off his safety helmet on the track and threw it away.

The flamboyant blonde hair fluttered in the wind, and the other party was about to crash into the front of his car without any protection.

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