Under the guidance of Xiao Zhang, Zhao Xukun drove Mr. Cai's black GTP sports car to the racetrack on the outskirts of Nancheng City.
There were already more than 30 supercars parked on the racetrack, including Ferrari, Lamborghini, McLaren, BMW, and Audi. Every sports car present was worth millions or tens of millions. However, the car Zhao Xukun was sitting in was a little cheaper than theirs, but as for old cars, the sentiment behind them was priceless.
The racing track was filled with the continuous rumbling sounds of sports cars.
Since Zhao Xukun arrived late, he was placed in the last row.
Seeing an old GTR sports car driving by, the drivers on both sides of Zhao Xukun were stunned.
"Oh my god, what kind of antique sports car is this? How can this kid actually drive it?"
"No, it's not like that. It's a high-end sports car, and you're embarrassing yourself by driving it here. Can this GTR actually outperform our car?"
"Can this kind of car be considered a sports car?"
Although Zhao Xukun did not roll down the window, he could more or less hear the complaints and contempt of the group of rich second-generations nearby. However, Zhao Xukun was not there at all. They knew nothing about sports cars. What a sports car was. This was a sports car that was truly born for racing. Their sports cars were at most driven domestically, making passers-by who only knew the car logos think that was a sports car.
"Come on, everyone, come down and put on this clothes."
In front of this group of sports cars, a man was holding a horn and shouting loudly at the cars.
In order to ensure that the occurrence rate of racing accidents is minimized, Mr. Cai planned everything according to the most standard racing competition. Naturally, he also had to let these powerful children wear expensive racing uniforms. The only purpose was to ensure the personal safety of each of them.
If anyone on this field has a major accident, even if Mr. Cai has asked them to sign a life and death agreement, Mr. Cai will still be held responsible if something really happens. After all, this is in China, and this competition is not a regular racing competition, so all precautions must be taken.
"Hey, isn't it just driving a car? Why would Mr. Cai do this?"
"Get out of the car, get out of the car. Mr. Cai is the main person in charge of this racing competition. He will handle everything according to the standards. Let's go down and change clothes."
"If I die, I die. What am I afraid of?"
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Mr. Cai's move disgusted many impatient rich second-generations. After all, they all wanted to end the game quickly and teach Master Tian and his followers a lesson.
"I think you'd better not go on stage with me later, right?"
Zhao Xukun said to Su Zixuan while wearing protective racing clothing.
"Boss, you're not afraid of something unexpected happening next, are you?"
"You know there's going to be an accident, so why are you still participating?"
"Listen to me, there's still time for us to quit now."
Su Zixuan held a helmet, looked at Zhao Xukun seriously, and said.
"Humph! You're overthinking it. I'm just afraid that if there's one more person, it'll be hard for me to operate."
"I drive very fast, I'm afraid you won't be able to miss it."
Zhao Xukun snorted coldly and said lightly.
"Boss, no matter what, even if I die, I want to die with you."
Su Zixuan pouted. With Zhao Xukun around, she was not afraid of death.
"Oh, I thought someone was here talking about love, but it turns out to be you, a gigolo."
"I think it's better not to participate in the competition with the car you drove here. If you die, you will lose everything."
Mr. Tian, who was standing by, was listening to what Zhao Xukun and Su Zixuan were saying. When Zhao Xukun came in, Mr. Tian saw the GTR that Zhao Xukun was driving in through his rearview mirror and was very disdainful of his car.
"That's right, you're still taking part in this competition with this car of yours. You don't even look at what other cars are out there. You should just drive this junky car back."
Mr. Tian's little follower also followed his master and looked down on Zhao Xukun.
"Humph, who will win or lose is still uncertain."
Zhao Xukun didn't bother to waste too much time talking to this Mr. Tian. He put on his uniform and walked straight towards his sports car.
"Tsk, what kind of person is this? He's a psycho! He really thinks that his junky car can outperform your Ferrari LaFerrari! It's simply a pipe dream."
Mr. Tian's little follower made a face at Zhao Xukun's back.
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Mr. Cai, who was far up high, was looking at the more than 30 sports cars on the stage with a telescope. When he saw Zhao Xukun driving the GTR sports car in, the corners of Mr. Cai's mouth slightly raised and he muttered softly.
"It seems that this guy has good taste. He chose my old antique sports car that has already turned to dust."
"Mr. Cai, the racers are all ready and can start the race at any time. Now we are waiting for your order."
Secretary Wang rushed up from the stage and said breathlessly.
"How are the arrangements for everyone going?"
Mr. Cai put away the binoculars in his hand, straightened his back, looked at the cars on the field, and said.
"Mr. Cai, everything is in accordance with your requirements. I have implemented it. Everyone in the vicinity of Mr. Tian knows what their mission is. Also, I have set up ambulances within 500 meters. If any accidents occur, these ambulances will rush to the scene in time."
"In addition, I also asked technicians to implement signal shielding in places where there are signals."
"If the situation really gets out of control, I promise not to let what happened here spread out."
Secretary Wang said this with confidence.
"There's no point in saying more. I'll just pray that they can arrive at their destination safely."
Mr. Cai raised his head, looked at the sun that was about to set, and murmured.
"Go ahead, since they are all ready, let's have a good match."
Then, Mr. Cai lowered his head, exhaled, and spoke lightly.
Then Secretary Wang stretched out his hand and made a gesture.
On the racetrack.
"Dear contestants, please get ready!"
"This competition is about to begin."
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