Everyone in the audience was screaming wildly. Yun Zijin and Su Mengyao were also infected by the atmosphere and joined the crazy screaming team.

At the starting point of the track, the referee blew the whistle, raised the chess piece in his hand high, and then swung it down quickly accompanied by a high-pitched whistle.

Su Jingyun and Xia Zhiyun's cars drove forward at the same time, and the acceleration performance of the supercar played a very critical role at this time.

Xia Zhiyun was left behind by Su Jingyun with a slight advantage, and then Su Jingyun quickly occupied the inner lane and turned quickly.

Xia Zhiyun looked at the Porsche 918 Spyder that was at least 20 meters ahead of him, frowned slightly, and unconsciously stepped on the accelerator.

"What is Xia Zhiyun doing? He's speeding up instead of slowing down on the curve. Is he trying to kill himself?"

Su Mengyao often follows Su Jingyun to watch racing. Although she doesn't participate in the race, she can still comment on many racing operations.

Xia Zhiyun not only did not slow down but accelerated when turning, which undoubtedly showed that he was risking his life to get out of the position.

After hearing Su Mengyao's words, Yun Zijin also turned his attention to Xia Zhiyun's car, and sure enough, he saw the Lamborghini Aventador accelerating on the curve.

Thinking of what Su Mengyao had just said, Yun Zijin frowned slightly.

Is it worth risking your life just to block the road for 20 million?

The Xia family is now short of money to this extent.

"Phew! Fortunately nothing happened. Xia Zhiyun is really lucky."

Xia Zhiyun's car was driving very fast, and it only took a moment for him to turn the corner. Although Su Mengyao didn't like Xia Zhiyun very much, she didn't want him to get into an accident because of racing.

What's more, the one competing with him is her brother. If something goes wrong, their family will be blamed. Who knows how people will frame them.

Yun Zijin didn't say anything. In her opinion, Xia Zhiyun's desperate behavior for a casual game was extremely childish.

The track they chose was not very long, and the race was almost over soon. The Lamborghini Aventador and the Porsche 918 Spyder were fighting very closely, and until the last moment, no one knew who the final winner would be.

Su Mengyao excitedly pulled Yun Zijin down from the audience seats, came to the best viewing position at the finish line, and took out her mobile phone to record the video.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!! Come on, brother!"

Su Mengyao's scream rang directly in Yun Zijin's ears, and Yun Zijin almost suspected that she was practicing high notes.

This sound is enough to shatter one's eardrums.

"Be careful, the car is going too fast, don't get too close."

Yun Zijin grabbed Su Mengyao, who was excited and wanted to run forward. Coming down from the audience seats was already a very unwise decision, and running towards the finish line could easily lead to accidents.

Su Mengyao obediently stopped running forward, but the screams continued.

Two supercars, one red and one white, appeared on the last straight track almost at the same time, and the ranking between the two cars was always tense.

The last two cars crossed the finish line almost at the same time, and the referee waved the flag down quickly.

When judging the ranking, the video is slowed down to make the decision.

At the last second, the front of the white Porsche 918 Spyder moved forward a little further than the front of the red Lamborghini.

The result speaks for itself.

"Ahhhhhh!!! Bro, you win!"

Su Mengyao finally couldn't hold back and ran towards Su Jingyun, pounced on him and threw herself directly into his arms.

Yun Zijin also walked towards Su Jingyun: "Congratulations."

"Thank you! Don't leave tonight, Yungong No. 1, it's my treat!"

Su Jingyun said thank you to Yun Zijin, then held his head high and announced loudly to the other people in the convoy behind him.

The people in Su Jingyun's team cheered instantly. Many of them only went to Yungong No. 1 once in a long time.

On the other hand, Xia Zhiyun's team was not so excited.

Because of losing the game, Xia Zhiyun's face looked very bad, especially when he saw Yun Zijin saying congratulations to Su Jingyun, his expression became even gloomier, and everyone else didn't dare to speak.

If they spoke at this time, they would inevitably be criticized, and they didn't want to get into trouble.

"Brother, brother! I'm in a good mood after winning the competition. What about my bag..."

Although he just said that he would buy her a bag if she lost the game, Su Mengyao felt that her brother was happy now and might buy her a bag with just a wave of his hand.

As long as she could get the bag, she could pay for it herself. She just borrowed his account to confirm her eligibility to get the bag.

"Buy it! Go talk to SA yourself and I'll buy it for you if we agree!"

After winning the game, Su Jingyun was in a good mood and agreed to everything Su Mengyao said.

"Yeah! Long live my brother!"

Su Mengyao was so excited, as if she was the winner.

After Xia Zhiyun calmed down, he walked towards Su Jingyun.

"Congratulations, today's 20 million lottery prize is yours."

After saying that, Xia Zhiyun glanced at Yun Zijin and said nothing more.

He knew that Yun Zijin didn't like him. Instead of saying something that Yun Zijin didn't like to hear and getting scolded, it was better to remain silent.

This was the first time Yun Zijin saw Xia Zhiyun so silent, and she was a little surprised.

But the fact that he didn't say anything was exactly what she wanted. They weren't the kind of people who could greet each other and say goodbye when they met.

After the race, Su Jingyun and his men left the track. The person in charge of Fengxing Club also appeared at this time and asked someone to transfer the prize money for today's race from the club's account to Su Jingyun's account.

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