The actress traveled through the drama, went crazy online, and killed the male lead every day

Su Lingzhi and Wen Han arrived early and felt a little hungry before the race started. Seeing Wen Han slumped in the chair and unwilling to move, Su Lingzhi ordered takeout. When the takeout arrived, she went outside to get it. When she came back, she saw someone chatting with Wen Han, and it was a familiar handsome guy.

The handsome guy is tall and has long legs. He is wearing a coat that shows his figure. He is wearing a pair of popular white casual shoes with a very obvious logo. His hair is clean and refreshing without hairspray. He looks very handsome. He is a clean and handsome college student with a campus style. He also looks like a sports student. He was diligently asking Wen Han for his phone number. Wen Han lowered his eyes slightly, looking extremely impatient. Although Jian Yuxing and Wen Han have the same face, their temperaments are really different. One is a charmer who smiles at everyone, while the other seems to be hated by everyone. He has a stinky face and looks like everyone owes him five million. But there are little milk dogs and little wolf dogs who like this type.

Su Lingzhi secretly took a photo and sent it to Gu Zhen.

Su Lingzhi: photo.jpg. Ah Han is really attractive. This kind of tall guy is handsome and clean, so pleasing to the eye.

Gu Zhen: Wen Han has returned to China?

Su Lingzhi: smile.jpg, you and Mr. Jiang have such a good relationship, didn’t he tell you?

Gu Zhen:.

Su Lingzhi drank milk tea and came over with pizza, smiling and joking, "Baby, you are very popular."

Wen Han was sitting on a cold and hard chair, feeling uncomfortable to begin with. Twenty minutes after Su Lingzhi left, he had been approached six times, and was so annoyed that he didn't even bother to roll his eyes. With his face looking so sullen, how could someone still be so ignorant as to ask for his contact information?

The handsome boy was startled, thinking that this shouldn't be the case. He saw that Wen Han was the same type as him, so how could he have a girlfriend? Besides...wait, isn't this Su Lingzhi? Doesn't she have a boyfriend who is rich? Is she keeping a gigolo?

Damn, the entertainment industry is so chaotic!

"Excuse me!" The handsome boy looked at Wen Han with regret. He actually liked girls. Maybe she was raised by Su Lingzhi. The handsome boy instantly lost his charm. He felt that such a good-looking face was wasted.

"This is the sixth one." Wen Han couldn't help but complain, "Since you left, this is the sixth handsome guy who asked me out for a date and got a room. Do I look like a man who would have a one-night stand?"

Su Lingzhi couldn't help but change the focus, "Six...all handsome guys?"

Wen Han, "..."

"What is the problem?"

"No!" Su Lingzhi couldn't help pinching his chin and turning him around, looking at him carefully, "Why are there so many handsome guys? Aren't there any pretty girls coming to chat with him?"

"She was scared away by my cold face!" Wen Han said. The little girl was timid and thin-skinned, and could not stand Wen Han's cold eyes. The handsome boy was fearless and thought he had a great look and figure, so of course he wanted to try his luck.

After a quick meal, the sky gradually darkened and the racing began.

Although the VIP audience seats were full, they were not crowded. The view was not as good as that in the stands, but it was not bad either. Death racing has always been the most grand entertainment program in Jiangcheng. In addition to the exciting competition, there is also gambling involved. Every team has people betting, so the audience who can come to the racing field are either those who seek excitement or gamblers, and a small part are law enforcement officers. The Black Dragon Hall can handle the management personnel of its own area, so nothing has happened.

After Lin Sen's death, there were reforms within the Shadow Society, requiring the Black Dragon Hall's racing to cancel its original rules and relax the selection criteria, so that no more deaths would be allowed on the track.

The Rakshasa Legion needs to replenish its manpower, and there are selections in various places. Originally, the Black Dragon Hall's racing was a place for the Shadow Society to gamble, and it had nothing to do with selecting people. Someone sorted out the big data and found that the person who came first in the racing had outstanding skills, strength, and courage, and was suitable for training on the Death Island, so the selection mechanism was derived. Su Lingzhi and Wen Han did not intend to select people from the racing, and simply regarded the racing as a place for gambling. However, the Black Dragon Hall disobeyed Wen Han's orders, and someone died in the racing last month. The Black Dragon Hall gave compensation privately and concealed the truth.

A group of rich second-generations were obviously looking for excitement and came to gamble. They were all placing bets on the app. Su Lingzhi and Wen Han also took a look. The minimum was one thousand and the maximum was twenty million. The odds were clear, so they bought in.

The profit from a single racing bet is equivalent to a listed company's annual revenue.

Wen Han and Su Lingzhi both have backend access. They took a quick glance and saw that the fund pool already had 1.6 billion. In fact, this kind of racing was not fair. They had calculators internally who could calculate the optimal solution and could cheat. But in fact, even without calculators, Black Dragon Hall would still make money. As long as a dark horse emerged, they would make huge profits. Just like Su Lingzhi at the beginning, he was a dark horse and almost no one bet on him. Even if they did, it was a small amount. All the money was placed on popular players. Black Dragon Hall was the dealer and naturally made money.

Therefore, some people have been eyeing the Black Dragon Hall racing business for a long time. Several bigwigs from the district government's Public Security Bureau and the provincial party committee have openly wanted to snatch it. Since ancient times, money has nothing to do with power. If your power cannot protect your money, then your money is not your money. The Black Dragon Hall has been openly robbed by bigwigs from all sides several times, but was always blocked. Everyone vaguely knows that the Black Dragon Hall has an official background, but they dare not guess. Many people speculate that it belongs to the Jiang family, so many people have stopped and dared not act rashly. Otherwise, the power of the Shadow Society will be useless in Jiangcheng, as it would have been snatched away by the bigwigs above.

Just like a joke on the Internet, when Hawking comes to China, he has to stand up and toast everyone, otherwise he will be considered ignorant. Although it is a joke, the truth is similar.

Now that Jiang Zongnan is also planning to pursue a career in politics, Wen Han wants to restrain the Black Dragon Hall to avoid any trouble. Even though he is not a legal person and there is no monetary transaction, he is still afraid of causing trouble for Jiang Zongnan. After all, the Black Dragon Hall has used Jiang Zongnan's name to establish its prestige.

Su Lingzhi felt a little sleepy after watching the first round. She stayed up late for a meeting last night and only slept for two hours during the day. She was seriously sleep deprived. Since Wen Han was there, she didn't care and slept on Wen Han's shoulder. Wen Han looked at her sideways and asked, "How can you fall asleep with so much noise?"

"I can sleep!"

Wen Han put his arm around her shoulders, but felt that it was uncomfortable for her to sleep like this, so he took off his scarf and folded it on his legs, "It will take more than an hour to finish, lie down and sleep."

Su Lingzhi didn't hesitate either. She lay on his legs, used the scarf as a pillow, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

To others, she was just a couple who came to watch the race with her boyfriend but had no interest in it and could only sleep. The passion in the field had nothing to do with her.

Wen Han looked at the racers who were chasing their cars desperately with a cold face, and when two cars collided and flipped out of the field, his face was extremely cold.

The leader of the Black Dragon Hall is so bold that he dares to act so hypocritically.

Wen Han had a cold face and was fully focused on the racetrack, thinking about how to resolve the matter. He didn't expect that the photo of Su Lingzhi sleeping on his legs would go viral.