She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Some people began to defend Manshu, frantically sending gifts to her live broadcast room, cheering her on, and even placing bets directly on her to win.

Someone in the barrage cursed those who bet on Manshu to win as crazy.

After the game starts, there is still a chance to place bets, but the betting will be closed after more than one-third of the game has been completed.

However, even when betting on a race, it is often difficult to guess the winner of a race.

Because this kind of competition has a lot of variables, especially unregulated racing.

Accidents can happen to anyone, not to mention that these are new contestants and no one has accurate information about them. Who knows who will be the dark horse?

Still, it's pretty surprising that someone bet a million on the only female racer in the casino to win.

The key point is that after this barrage was said, there were still people who followed suit and placed bets.

Basically all the female audiences who watched the game, whether online or offline, gave their support to Manshu.

Maybe this is girls helping girls, girls encouraging girls.

While the online comments were still arguing, Manshu had already controlled the speed of the car and rushed to fifth place.

She maintained a certain speed, kept a distance from the people behind her, and did not put pressure on the people in front.

Everyone even seemed to ignore her existence.

Only a small number of people who bet on Manshu to win are still paying attention to her and silently cheering for her.

——Let me tell you a very thrilling thing. The female racer who was lagging behind is doing quite well now.

——Haha, so what if it’s not bad? Racer number three has already taken the lead and has distanced himself from the others.

——The fact that she can reach this position shows that I, the God of Wine, am not someone who is seduced by beauty and recommends people randomly.

——Reaching fifth place is her limit, right? She was quite smart, avoiding those aggressive racers, at least preventing my Bacchus from getting hurt along with her.

Everyone's prejudice against Manshu still exists, and then when two-thirds of the game had passed, Manshu rushed from fifth to third.

Now, both the first and second noticed her.

The fourth one didn't take her seriously at first, but now he has started to think of ways to get closer to her and avoid her car.

Manshu’s driving skills weren’t particularly good, but for this kind of fatal racing car, she used her mental power and controlled it more smoothly than usual.

She was like a slippery loach on the field, and no one who wanted to collide with her could catch her.

At another bend, Manshu's eyes were slightly stern. As long as she accelerated at the bend, she could directly overtake the second place, and also scare the first place who had talked good words to her before, so Manshu planned to step on the accelerator.

Because she was already among the top three contestants, the live broadcast cut to her picture and it was directly enlarged.

Everyone noticed her rise and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Fuck, what does she want to do? Overtaking at this time, is it the god of wine who gave her the courage?"

"Overtaking on a curve is great, but people without skills can't control it at all. Will she dare to crash into the second car?"

"I think she wants to die."

No one was optimistic about Manshu's sudden acceleration and his initiative to crash into the second car.

The second car was number six, and the driver of number six also looked confused.

Because Manshu was behind him and rushed towards him suddenly.

Seeing that the two cars were about to collide, No. 2 made up his mind and decided to forcefully push No. 9 away, preparing to directly stop the ignorant woman.

That’s right, Manshu’s car is number nine.

"Be careful, he's going to mess with you."

Qu Jiu reminded.