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Chapter 258 - 255: I’m Definitely Going to Intervene in This Matter (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 258: Chapter 255: I’m Definitely Going to Intervene in This Matter (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

Ding Bo called a little brother over and said chillingly, "Sign me up for the next race, I want my track to be right next to Ye Chen’s."

"Young Master Ding, don’t worry, I’ll arrange it right away," the little brother sneered.

Zhang Peng and Sun Hao each rode a motorcycle up the mountain road.

Sun Hao represented Ding Bo, Zhang Peng represented Wang Congcong.

Wang Congcong and Ding Bo never got along, and these two riders have always been rivals in the domestic underground racing scene.

On the runway, Sun Hao’s and Zhang Peng’s motorcycles roared loudly.

Just like two beasts poised to unleash their power.

The spectators along the track were all excited.

This is a showdown between Hua Country’s two top racers.

Vroom vroom vroom!

The bikes revved their engines to maximum.

Sister Hua stood in the middle of the two bikes, and as she dropped her handkerchief, the motorcycles roared off.

The two motorcycles shot forward like arrows released from a bow, racing towards the mountain.

Both sides had several underlings eagerly cheering for their riders.

The large screen displayed videos of the two motorcycles.

The motorcycles were almost neck and neck.

Zhao Ying asked, "Ye Chen, who do you think will win between the two motorcycles?"

Ye Chen shook his head while looking at the big screen, "The strength of the two motorcycle racers is very close, and the performance of the motorcycles is almost similar. They won’t decide the outcome on the straight path - it’s the curves that will."

Zhao Ying nodded.

Zhao Ying is very fond of racing.

She also understood that if the riders’ abilities are close and the motorcycles’ performance is similar, the curves are where the outcome will be determined.

Handling curves showcases a rider’s true skill.

Even a small mistake could mean missing the advantage.

At this moment, the two motorcycles arrived at the first curve almost simultaneously.

The motorcycles were neck and neck; when they reached the first curve, they almost simultaneously slowed down, bodies leaning, elegantly maneuvering through the bend.

Whoosh whoosh!

The timing of slowing down for the curve was executed perfectly by both riders.

This is the result of extensive training and experience.

The motorcycles were extremely fast, and after passing the curve, they were still neck and neck.

Zhao Ying curiously asked, "Ye Chen, can you tell who might win now?"

At this point, Zhao Ying saw the two were still nearly neck and neck.

The first curve did not create any distance.

Ye Chen said, "I estimate Ding Bo’s rider, Sun Hao, will win."

"What? How can you tell?" Zhao Ying’s beautiful eyes fixed on the screen.

Their performance seemed almost identical, how could Ye Chen tell?

Zhao Ying disliked Ding Bo very much, naturally hoping Wang Congcong’s rider would win the race.

Ye Chen explained, "Both riders managed the curve timing well, but Sun Hao seems more familiar with this mountain road, so his deceleration time was 0.01 seconds later than Zhang Peng’s. For professional riders like them, that difference determines the outcome."

"You could see that?" Zhao Ying was stunned.

Ye Chen said, "Sun Hao must have raced on this track many times, but for Zhang Peng, it should be the first time. Clearly, Wang Congcong got played by Ding Bo."

Because Ye Chen had just heard that both riders were racing this mountain road for the first time.

But from Sun Hao’s performance, he was very familiar with the track.

This means Zhang Peng suffered a hidden disadvantage.

With such closely matched skill and motorcycle performance, track familiarity becomes the deciding factor.

Almost everyone thought it was hard to tell who might win.

But after the second curve, Ye Chen shook his head silently.

Wang Congcong’s rider lost.

After the final curve, the motorcycles were still neck and neck, rushing towards the finish line together.

Zoom!

Zoom!

The motorcycles crossed the finish line almost simultaneously.

At this point, Ye Chen confidently said, "Wang Congcong lost."

The race ended, but since the motorcycles were too close, the final result depended on a slow-motion replay.

Ding Bo said smugly, "Wang Congcong, you’re bound to lose today, better get ready to kneel down and call me daddy."

Wang Congcong snorted coldly, "The outcome isn’t announced yet, what are you being so arrogant about? It’s not clear yet who’ll end up calling whom daddy."

About ten minutes later, the slow-motion replay result finally came out.

Wang Congcong immediately asked, "Sister Hua, who won?"

Sister Hua picked up the remote and pressed it lightly, "See for yourself."

At this moment, the large screen showed the footage of two motorcycles crossing the line.

The screen zoomed in and the footage slowed down.

The last few seconds of the motorcycles crossing were played in slow motion before everyone.

From the footage, the two motorcycles were only two centimeters apart.

Ding Bo’s rider Sun Hao won.

"Damn, just a few centimeters difference."

"Lost so unjustly."

"No wonder they’re top domestic racers, the race was truly thrilling."

"Awesome, today’s race was spectacular."

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Knowing the result, Wang Congcong frowned.

Zhang Peng said somewhat embarrassed, "Young Master Wang, I’m sorry, I lost."

Wang Congcong shook his head, "I know you did your best, a loss is a loss."

With that, Wang Congcong pulled out a bank card and threw it to Ding Bo.

"20 million is in the card, the password is 6 eights."

Seeing Wang Congcong’s magnanimous gesture, Ye Chen also nodded.

As Yida’s young master, he can afford to play and lose, a real man.

Young Master Wang Congcong of Yida; Ye Chen often saw reports of him online but had never met him in person.

Seeing him today, he seemed to be alright.

After all, Ye Chen is also a shareholder of Yida, and since he’s here, he cannot let Old Wang’s son be bullied.

Ding Bo won, looking extremely arrogant.

"Haha, Wang Congcong, just paying up isn’t enough, haven’t you forgotten something?"

Upon hearing Ding Bo’s words, Wang Congcong’s face turned cold.

"Ding Bo, we’re all in the mix, don’t overdo things."

Wang Congcong naturally understood that Ding Bo was referring to the "call daddy" incident.

As Hua Country’s national husband, there’s no way Wang Congcong would call Ding Bo daddy.

Ding Bo looked smug, "Haha, kid, that’s all you’ve got, can’t take a loss, right? Truly embarrassing."

Wang Congcong finally got angered, "Ding Bo, you really think I’m afraid of you, huh? You want to play rough, right? I’ll show you my strength today."

With that, Wang Congcong flipped out and was ready to fight Ding Bo.

Ye Chen quickly stopped Wang Congcong, "Young Master Wang, this trash isn’t worth fighting over, losing one round isn’t the end, just win it back."

Sister Hua spoke up from the side, "You two should get a grip, I’m warning you, whoever starts a fight in my venue won’t be racing here again."

Wang Congcong then calmed down, staring coldly at Ding Bo.

Seeing Ye Chen step in, Ding Bo sneered sarcastically, "Kid, are you meddling? You’re just a DiDi driver, what are you? Get lost."

Ye Chen calmly said, "Ding Bo, I am indeed meddling with this. You agreed that both motorcycle riders were making their first runs on this track, but your rider has run this track several times already, correct?"

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