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C4 Unexpected

Behind the noisy crowd, Yin Lan and Wu Sheng were sitting in the monitoring room, calmly fighting with their lives on the line.

"This person is called Zhao Tianqing." Wu Sheng pointed at the golden Ferrari that was far away from everyone and said to Yin Lan.

"What is his relationship with Ning Ou?" Yin Lan asked. Yin Lan carefully looked at the person whose facial features were blocked by the car.

"He, Ning Ou, and the young master of Rongsheng, Zhang Xunmo, are called the three young masters of Huhao." Wu Sheng said with a stern look in his eyes, "But this person's background is a little obscure. I have investigated him before. His background is simple and clean, but my intuition tells me that there must be something wrong with him."

Huhao was the most luxurious clubhouse in Nanxing City. It was the right name to gather all the rich and powerful families and the new rich. The net assets of the entry level members were all 50 million, not to mention the members of the silver cards, platinum cards, and black diamond cards. Every member who went in and out of the place had the ability to stir up the business war. It was not something an ordinary clubhouse could compare with.

The owner of Huhao was Hua Jingsheng, who was far away in Italy. Currently, Wu Sheng was in charge of everything.

Yin Lan had some understanding of Hua Jingsheng, but she did not know everything about him. After all, there was a huge gap between the two of them. She only knew the tip of his iceberg.

However, she never asked, so Hua Jingsheng did not say anything.

"It seems like Ning Ou has a secret that he doesn't want to reveal." Right now, she was only interested in the situation in Nanxing City.

Wu Sheng shrugged and didn't deny it.

"Where is Xu Wenting's bag tonight?" Yin Lan asked as she searched the dozens of screens.

Xu Wenting, the future heir of Xu's's company, was held in the hands of the Xu family and protected in their hearts. However, he was a fool who bullied the weak and feared the strong. If it wasn't for his fear of the Xu Family's family and the Ning Family's power, his enemies would have turned him into ashes long ago.

"Here." Wu Sheng pointed at the Porsche in the corner to the right and answered.

Yin Lan locked her eyes on Xu Wenting. Her soft and gentle expression gradually turned hostile. "If you want to use the 10 million prize money in the first place to offset the cash hole he squandered, then let him taste the taste of the price."

"I agree." Wu Sheng fully supported her. He pressed the call button and gave orders to the people who had mixed in with the racers.

There were only two rounds left in the race. The race had reached its climax. All the racers had tried their best to push the other racers away. The battle was intense. However, the advantage of first and second place was still very obvious. It left the people behind in a clear half circle.

The first place was Zhao Tianqing's golden Ferrari. It was followed closely by Zhao Tianqing's golden Ferrari. The second place was Xu Wenting, whom Yin Lan regarded as a bag of grass. Although others were bad in taste, one had to admit that his skills were not bad. It did not ruin his reputation as a brainless rich second generation.

The first fight had ignited the desire for survival of the racer. It also ignited the passion of the audience in the stands. The stadium instantly boiled up.

Xu Wenting seized half of Zhao Tianqing's head at the bend. Looking at the finish line that was right in front of him, he could not suppress the ecstasy in his eyes. Zhao Tianqing was not willing to stay behind. He stepped on the accelerator. The golden Ferrari drove past the bend and used its straight advantage to shake off Xu Wenting. Xu Wenting was once again left behind. He was angry. The gas pedal under his feet hit the ground and he left like a cloud.

Just as he was about to catch up to the first place, a white Lamborghini broke the rules and jumped out of the center of the race circle. It went through a shortcut and crashed into the Porsche that Xu Wenting was driving.

With a loud bang, the two cars bounced off due to the huge impact and lost control at the same time due to the centrifugal force. The Lamborghini flipped sideways on the racetrack while the Porsche hit the railing and skidded on the ground for a long time before stopping. The inner side of the car was completely dented. The secondary car was completely deformed, and broken glass fell to the ground like rain.

Seeing such a sudden change, The people in the stands were all stunned. It took a while before someone went to help.

Zhao Tianqing smoothly passed the finish line and won first place. The cars behind did not stop because of the Porsche overturning accident. They drove into the finish line one after another.

"Do you think he is luckier or more unlucky than Ning Ou?" After the show ended, Wu Sheng got up from his seat and stretched his body.

Yin Lan looked at the chaotic rescue team and smiled, "Tonight is the beginning of the Xu Family falling into hell."

"It's time for them to return it." Wu Sheng patted Yin Lan's shoulder and strode out of the door.

Yin Lan turned her body to walk, but she suddenly stopped and turned her head to look. Ning Ou's arrogant face suddenly appeared on the screen that was aimed at the center of the stands.

The paleness and brutality that she saw in the hospital had disappeared from her face. An extremely faint smile was captured on her overly handsome face. Her face was bright and had a bewitching feeling amidst the noisy crowd.

At that instant, Yin Lan had the illusion that he was happy to see Xu Wenting get injured.

The arena was bustling with activity, but the outside was silent.

"Let me send you back." Wu Sheng opened the door of the back seat and let her in.

Yin Lan shook her head and smiled. "I just saw Ning Ou. You go first."

Wu Sheng looked at her for two seconds before nodding. Although he was a little worried, he knew she could handle it.

"Then be careful."

"Alright." Yin Lan walked to her car and watched Wu Sheng leave.

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