Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Case: "Are you sure you want to compare this car with mine?"

Wen Li: "Stop talking nonsense."

Keith tried hard to hold back his laughter, fearing that laughing too much would annoy Wen Li, and then he would regret it and there would be no fun.

Keith announced directly, "Listen up everyone, anyone who bets on this beautiful lady to win will get 20/20 odds."

"Be a gentleman, Case. I think the odds are 200."

His friends couldn't help laughing.

Wen Li: "One hundred million, I'm betting on myself to win."

Keith smiled and nodded, and couldn't wait to say, "Okay. Let's get started." He made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation to Wen Li.

Wen Li kindly reminded Lu Xixiao: "Bet more."

Lu Xixiao didn't respond. He looked at her, wanting to say something but stopping himself. It wasn't because he was worried about losing, but because he was worried about her safety.

He is not a gentleman, and calling him a dishonest businessman is an exaggeration, so even if Wen Li loses, he will not honor those bets.

Instead, I was afraid that something might happen to her during the competition.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Wen Li suddenly stop after walking a few steps, then turned to look at him and asked, "Would you like to sit in the passenger seat?"

He replied quickly.

"Okay." He walked towards her.

Lu Qi couldn't sit still any longer: "No, Master Wu, this is too dangerous. You can't joke about your own safety."

Putting aside his distrust of Wen Li's driving, what if she lost control and flipped over? Even if she had a strong mental attitude, what if Keith did something awful? At this speed, even the slightest scratch would have unimaginable consequences; the car could easily shatter into pieces.

Lu Qi wanted to kneel down to the two of them.

Unable to stop him, Lu Qi was so anxious that he was spinning in circles: "What kind of magic potion did she give Fifth Master? She doesn't even care about her life!"

As soon as Wen Li left, Keith's friends finally couldn't hold back and burst into laughter, rolling over with laughter.

Lu Qi was angry and anxious, and quickly called Lu Jingyuan on video, trying to get Lu Jingyuan to wake up the confused Lu Xixiao.

On the field,

A green Lamborghini SCV12 and a black Maybach that should not have appeared on the track were parked side by side.

When the people in the stands learned that the odds between Lamborghini and Maybach were 1 to 20, they had no time to laugh and ran to bet on Lamborghini.

"It's fine if she takes a Maybach to the track, but she actually wants to race with Case. Don't Asian women have brains?"

"Ah? A female? She wasn't forced by Keith, was she? What does she look like? If she looks okay, I'll go rescue her right now."

"If it really doesn't work, I'll lend her a car. Don't let her cry too hard if she loses. I won't be able to bear it."

"I've never seen anyone humiliate themselves like this in my life. I'm afraid Keith would have finished twenty laps, and she'd still be on the first lap."

Keith said to Maybach, "Little angel, if you tell me your name, I'll let you run a lap first."

Wen Li didn't even glance at him: "If it were someone else, I would tell him my name is Daddy, but I don't want to take advantage of you."

After she finished speaking, she rolled up the car window without caring about Keith's expression.

Keith wasn't in a hurry to get angry: "When I get tired of playing with you, I'll throw you to the northwest to be played with by those rubbish."

He held the steering wheel, immersed in a sweet dream.

Wen Li said lazily, "Mr. Lu, do you really believe I will win?"

Wen Li was quite surprised by his trust.

Lu Xixiao then asked uncertainly, "Will he win?"

Wen Li looked at him and his tone suddenly changed: "Then why did you come up?"

Lu Xixiao said honestly, "Judging from the car, we really have no chance of winning, but from what I know, Miss Wen is rational, so I still have hope. Now hearing what Miss Wen said, it seems that our chances of winning are very high."

Wen Li: “…”

Lu Xixiao: "Miss Wen, don't feel pressured. Even if we lose, nothing will happen. So safety comes first."

Wen Li was originally quite pleased with this guy's unconditional trust, but it was exposed so quickly.

Wen Li said somewhat unhappily, "Mr. Lu doesn't trust me, he trusts his own confidence. Do you think I'm just taking advantage of my position?"

Lu Xixiao couldn't refute it.

He originally believed her until she used Maybach...

Lu Xixiao: "How many laps did you run in total?"

Wen Li wanted to kick him out by pretending to be stupid and changing the subject.

"Mr. Lu, please hold on tight. I'm a very extreme person and I'm afraid of making a fool of myself. If I lose, it will be too humiliating. I might even get into a car accident and die."

Lu Xixiao: "Is it too late for me to get off the car now?"

He said this, but he sat there without moving.

"You have half a minute to leave a last message for Jing Yuan."

Lu Xixiao: “…”

Everyone in the spectator seats gathered in the front row, and the electronic screen broadcast the events in real time. A match without any suspense began.

Warm-up is over.

As the referee blew the whistle, the two cars started almost at the same time, and the Lamborghini rushed out like an arrow.

The Lamborghini started slightly faster, and in just two seconds, it had already opened up a clear gap with the Maybach with an absolute advantage.

The track is not a regular or common one. In order to stimulate people and cater to the tastes of these people, the track is a thrilling figure 8 shape.

There are twenty laps in total, covering a total distance of 100 kilometers.

"There's absolutely no need to compete. Case is deliberately giving us money. Who would bet on Maybach to win?"

"Maybach and Lamborghini, she really dares to gamble."

"Wait, this Maybach seems to be quite fast."

"That guy Keith let it go, didn't he?"

"It's so fast, can it be so close? Is the Maybach really that fast? It's been modified, right? How was it modified?"

"No matter how much you modify it, can it be as fast as a sports car?"

Keith had no intention of showing any mercy. If Wen Li was the only one in the car, he wouldn't mind giving Wen Li some face, but Lu Xixiao was also in the car, so he wanted to completely crush her and embarrass her.

So he stepped on the accelerator all the way.

The Lamborghini quickly passed the first corner.

The Maybach then turned the corner, and at the same time, there were a few low cheers from the audience, and a thrilling and exciting scene happened on the track.

"Is this Maybach trying to kill itself? It doesn't even slow down when cornering, it accelerates. Is this really that hard?"

"This is too thrilling, the car was almost thrown out!"

Instead of slowing down, the Maybach speeds up when turning.

Lu Xixiao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was almost thrown out of the car window.

In the blink of an eye, one circle, two circles, and three circles passed.

Six turns in a row.

The Maybach causes a stir every time it turns a corner. By accelerating in the corners and catching up in small increments, the distance between the two cars is shortening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The two cars were getting closer and closer, it was incredible."

"If a non-professional racer were to take a turn at this speed, he would have flipped over long ago, right?"

"No, even professional racing drivers wouldn't dare drive like that!"

"If this trend continues, will they overtake us?"

"Are you crazy? It's just a Maybach!"

The atmosphere in the audience seats had changed at this time. People originally thought that Wen Li was a vase, but unexpectedly she was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

No one expected to be slapped in the face, and so quickly.

This game should have been dull, one-sided, and a place where everyone just waited to win money, but now everyone is taking it more seriously.

Immersed in the speed and passion, Case was unaware of the situation behind him and thought he had already left the Maybach behind by several laps.

He couldn't wait to see the new governor kowtow and kneel before him in front of everyone.

"The yellow-skinned dog is stupid. He actually believed that a Maybach could beat a sports car. Wait until you kneel down and kowtow to me..."

Something whizzed past, interrupting Keith's fantasy.

On the tenth lap, which was the twentieth corner, in front of everyone's witness, Maybach successfully overtook Lamborghini.

Keith was stunned.

There was an exclamation in the audience.

They all stretched their heads and looked at the scene on the field in disbelief.

"Overtaking? Am I seeing right? How is this possible?"

“It actually exceeded the limit. It’s unbelievable!”

"What the hell is Case doing? He actually got overtaken by a Maybach. Is this guy getting too proud of himself?"

"It should only be temporary. That's a Lamborghini. Case must have underestimated the enemy. Just wait and see. We'll catch up soon."

Lu Qi, who was unable to get through to Lu Jingyuan via video, clasped his hands together and prayed to Buddha for protection. He closed his eyes, not knowing whether it was out of piety or because he was afraid to look at the game.

Exceeded?

What exceeded?

Maybach has overtaken?

Lu Qi opened his eyes quickly.

Suddenly, I saw the Maybach driving in front of the Lamborghini.

"This... is it really a reversal? Not a few laps behind?"

Keith, who was overtaken, was sure that he had not seen it wrong. He came back to his senses in a daze, and could not believe it at all: "How is this possible!"