Abyss Dominator System
Chapter 156 - 151 He Cannot Possibly Win! (12th Update)

Chapter 156: Chapter 151 He Cannot Possibly Win! (12th Update)

"Where’s your car?"

Wu Yu greatly enjoyed the cheers of the crowd; the screams and shouts made him feel his blood starting to boil.

"I’ll remind you, according to our rules here, cars worth less than 2 million can’t race."

Wu Yu’s lips curved up with a smirk of watching a good show; he had just seen Bai Yan come into the park empty-handed with this stunning girl, thinking Bai Yan didn’t have a car.

"No need to worry about me, I have a car."

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows and pulled Chen Jing out of North Suburb Park.

"Trying to run?"

A non-mainstream young man glared, wanting to step forward to stop Bai Yan, but was blocked by Wu Yu.

"No need, he won’t run."

Wu Yu nodded his chin, signaling that Fu Chao and the others were still here; if Bai Yan wanted to run, he wouldn’t have come here in the first place. Anyone with a brain could figure out such simple logic.

"I’ll go get ready; you guys go pick the five best racers. Tell them, if they win against this kid, I’ll give each one a million!"

Wu Yu’s mouth twisted into a sinister smile.

A million, enough to tempt most top racers in ZH city.

Five top racers plus Wu Yu, a rookie racer, he didn’t believe Bai Yan could still win!

Six against one, was not just about speed.

In underground racing, there were no tracks, no rules; for victory, these six could resort to any extreme!

Once Bai Yan was on the racetrack, there would be no way to accelerate!

Soon, Wu Yu found five top racers who agreed to compete, six of them got into their modified race cars, ready to explode into action on the track.

"It seems Wu Yu is ready! But where’s our God of Wealth?"

A skinny man with sunglasses shouted through a megaphone.

"Could it be that the God of Wealth is afraid of losing money? Slipped away quietly?"

The skinny man with sunglasses began to mock Bai Yan.

"Haha, it’s possible!"

"Seems the God of Wealth isn’t stupid either, knowing Wu Yu is not easy to mess with!"

"Wu Yu, your cash cow has run away~ why aren’t you chasing him?"

The surrounding crowd burst into laughter, many feeling that the earlier one-billion wager did seem a bit ridiculous, who would be so stupid to bet so big!

It was clear that Wu Yu and his group had dug a pit to trap a fat sheep, not all rich people are fools; very few would gamble both money and cars in underground racing with them.

Just as people were making noise and joking around, a pitch-black car slowly drove in from the outside of North Suburb Park, slowly making its way onto the racetrack.

"Boom!"

The engine roared dully, the sleek lines of the car body, the jet-black shiny model, all seized the eyes of the crowd, making them fixate on this sports car.

"Holy crap! That’s a Maybach Landaulet, one of only 20 luxury convertibles sold worldwide! Priced at nine hundred and eighty thousand yuan!"

Someone yelled in shock.

"Who the hell owns this car!"

Many were stunned, they all looked towards the Maybach.

The Maybach’s windows were half-rolled down, people could clearly see Bai Yan at the driver’s seat, lighting a cigarette with one hand and steering with the other.

Blue flames flickered on the Zippo, scorching the cigarette between Bai Yan’s fingers, rings of smoke wafted up, slightly blurring his face, but making him appear even more devilishly handsome.

Bai Yan’s face carried a slight smile, his eyes as deep as the ocean, causing the surrounding women to scream, "Handsome!"

No one expected, this wealthy god to be such a young handsome man, all the women felt their hearts flutter.

Beside Bai Yan sat a beautiful girl grinning charmingly, dressed in home clothes, her petite face flushed with excitement.

This girl was none other than Chen Jing; she had begged Bai Yan for a long time and was finally allowed to sit in the passenger seat to experience a race.

"F*ck! Is this really the God of Wealth, Bai Yan?"

"His girl is really hot! Real damn pretty!"

"He wants to race with this car? Too damn extravagant! Doesn’t he feel bad about it?"

People shouted in amazement, luxury cars and beautiful women, Bai Yan’s entrance made everyone jealous.

This extravagant god, did he not know that racing would greatly strain the Maybach? Using a car worth nine hundred and eighty thousand for racing, wasn’t he afraid of ruining it?

Racing cars mostly need to be modified to a certain extent; under high-speed racing, drifting and other operations, ordinary vehicle structures simply cannot withstand.

Even a world-class collectible luxury vehicle like the Maybach couldn’t bear the high-intensity competition.

The Maybach slowly drove onto the track, which already harbored six modified race cars with extravagant, colorful designs, boldly visible; these were Wu Yu and his group’s cars.

"Didn’t expect you to be so wealthy."

Wu Yu turned his head, smiling at Bai Yan, referring to Bai Yan having such an expensive car worth nearly ten million.

"I’ve always been very wealthy."

Bai Yan’s slender fingers held a cigarette, flicking ash off it, his expression indifferent.

"Isn’t Maybach’s chassis so high, aren’t you afraid the car will lift off later?"

Wu Yu’s eyes flashed with envy, this kid was really arrogant, using such an expensive luxury car for racing!

"No need for your concern."

Bai Yan’s expression remained calm.

The race was about to start, each racer put on their helmets, zipped up their jackets, feet firmly on the brakes, everyone intensely focused and waiting for the race.

In car racing, helmets and racing suits not only provide the closest protection for the drivers but also help maintain focus in the whirl of speed, reducing mistakes.

"Hand me the helmet."

Bai Yan waved his hand, and Fu Chao at the front of the crowd quickly startled and passed over two helmets he was using.

Bai Yan grabbed a helmet and threw it to Chen Jing: "Put it on. Remember when the race starts, don’t clench your teeth. Shout out loud. The louder, the better; otherwise, your head will get blood rushed."

"Okay."

Chen Jing obediently agreed.

The spectators enviously watched; this guy actually brought a stunning beauty to the race. Everyone knows that the last thing a racer wants is someone distracting them during a race, and he even brought a woman. Isn’t he afraid of wrecking the car and killing them both?

"Brother Yan, don’t you need a helmet?"

Fu Chao was a bit puzzled.

"I don’t need that thing."

Bai Yan smiled.

"Everyone get ready!"

The skinny man with sunglasses, seeing that the seven cars were ready, raised a colorful racing flag high and shouted loudly.

Everyone’s cheering stopped at the same time, many held their breaths, staring intently at the seven cars on the track.

Six professional race cars and one Maybach Landaulet.

The stakes are as high as a hundred million!

Everyone’s heart was in their throat, and they were more nervous than Bai Yan!

"Roar!"

All the race cars roared lowly.

Each person was in their element, except Bai Yan was alone smoking, his dark eyes indifferently observing the track hidden in the darkness.

Racing at night in North Suburb Park undoubtedly tests one’s reaction abilities.

Apart from the starting point, other parts of the track had no lights, shrouded in pitch black.

Only relying on the headlights of the speeding sports cars to illuminate the path ahead, if a car goes too fast and reacts too late, an accident could easily turn fatal, such is the brutality of underground racing.

If the risks weren’t high, how would it drive people crazy?

"The race..."

The skinny man with sunglasses yelled.

"On your mark!"

"Start!"

The colorful flag dropped, and the death race officially began!

"Roar!"

Six sports cars jostled to surge forward like roaring beasts.

In less than a second, the speed had spiked to 170 mph!

The six race cars instantly disappeared into the dark track.

Only Bai Yan’s Maybach was still stationary.

"This rich fool has been scared stiff; he doesn’t even realize the race has started!"

Someone mocked loudly.

Many who originally had high hopes for Bai Yan sighed at this scene; people here really understood racing.

Given that the Maybach couldn’t compete with these professional race cars in terms of performance, and now it had a delayed start, Bai Yan was undoubtedly doomed to lose!

"No need to race anymore; this tycoon has lost, a billion just like that given away, what a rich man!"

Someone ridiculed loudly.

"Brother Yan!"

Fu Chao yelled, his face full of anxious expression.

"Bai Yan, hurry up!"

Chen Jing couldn’t help urging, her crisp voice tinged with urgency: "They’re already ahead!"

"No rush."

Bai Yan smiled, casually flicked his cigarette butt away, and the Maybach’s window slowly closed while the headlights turned on, piercing through the darkness.

"Roar!"

The Maybach burst forth like black lightning, roaring into the darkness.

"He’s starting now? This Mr. Bai has definitely lost!"

"This idiot, does he think racing is that simple? Wait until he loses, he probably won’t dare to bet on racing again!"

"Damn, I’m so envious of Wu Yu, making a billion tonight! He won’t need to race for money anymore!"

"This Mr. Bai is really foolish; he can’t possibly win!"

People discussed, the previously enthusiastic atmosphere somewhat dissipating, as it was a race with no suspense.

With the disadvantages of a delayed start and inferior car performance driving the narrative, no one believed Bai Yan could still win this race.

Fu Chao and the others looked grim, they really wanted to defend Bai Yan, but didn’t know where to start, especially since Bai Yan’s situation was looking dire!

Fu Chao and the others saw on the track monitoring screens, Bai Yan’s Maybach was already a whole four hundred meters behind the sixth racer!

Under such circumstances, Brother Yan was destined to lose!

"Brother Hei, should we continue monitoring?"

An underground racing staff member quietly asked the skinny man with sunglasses. They had placed many night-vision cameras around the track to monitor the entire race and provide commentary.

"Probably no need, this kid is definitely losing; just let me rest, I’ve been commentating all night."

Brother Hei laughed heartily, tossed aside the megaphone, and sat drinking water self-containedly.

Meanwhile, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes; he never believed Bai Yan would win from the start. In his eyes, Bai Yan was just a fat sheep Wu Yu and the others were lucky to catch tonight.

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