Chapter 171 172 Wild

"Not high, they are all amateurs," Xiao Bingwen said softly. Because of this, no one expected that there would be any problems here. "There are nine people. Charles likes the number nine. It's OK as long as they finish the race successfully."

Xu Nanjing found three drivers with good skills, one of whom was Xiao Guo, whom he trusted the most. Xiao Bingwen sent people to watch the other two, except for Xiao Guo, whom Xu Nanjing trusted the most.

Although Charles and Xu Nanjing are brothers, it is not easy to make a deal, otherwise Xu Nanjing would not have spent so much to build a racing venue. It

goes without saying how important it is to accompany Charles. Even Xu Nanjing is nervous. He spent so much to raise the level, but at the last minute, one person is missing.

Still on the last key point, the number "nine".

Bai Xi closed the app on her phone and moved her wrist slowly, "Then I can."

Xiao Bingwen was thinking about the possibility of finding a substitute to run a full lap when he heard Bai Xi say, "What?"

He looked Bai Xi up and down. Compared with Jiang Fuli, Bai Xi was undoubtedly more reserved. The loose white top on her body always gave her a mysterious artist's aura.

So when Bai Xi said this, Xiao Bingwen didn't even associate her with a motorcycle.

**

Inside the house.

Jiang Fuli was wearing a casual white coat today, and his cold aura was more obvious. He just looked at Bai Shi and pursed his lips: "No."

Xu Nanjing was also shocked by Bai Shi's words: "Sister Bai Shi? This is a motorcycle!"

Not many people dared to participate in this race tonight, otherwise Xu Nanjing would not be so passive.

He even thought about letting the one who couldn't finish the race to fill in.

Although it is not considered a race car, the car Xu Nanjing prepared for today also has a displacement of 100, but the top speed cannot reach the 1000 of a professional racing car.

It is dangerous.

Not to mention Jiang Fuli, Xu Nanjing did not stop Bai Shi from participating, and Bai Shi looked like she could not ride a motorcycle.

Bai Shi nodded, "I know, I can ride."

The timing was wrong, but Xu Nanjing was also very surprised when Bai Shi said she could ride a motorcycle, "I'll take you to play next time, forget it today, this is not a joke."

Moreover, Xu Nanjing did not dare to look back at Jiang Fuli beside him, he felt that Mr. Jiang's coldness was almost leaking out.

Real racing is a game for riders, they are not afraid of death.

Xu Nanjing is a real car lover, and he also knows the dangers involved.

"Aren't you looking for someone familiar with this winding mountain road?" Bai Di looked at the race track outside and made a rough estimate. "I have run no less than a hundred laps on this road, and I can finish it with my eyes closed."

Jiang Fuli's face was very gloomy. "When did you run?" "

I ran a lot at the beginning," Bai Di knew who was the one who could really make the decision among them. "Now we are almost all learning. I will try my best to pay attention. Besides, I haven't run for a long time." "

After all," Bai Di retracted his gaze, turned his dark eyes to Jiang Fuli, and his voice was almost inaudible: "...I cherish my life now."

Jiang Fuli just stood in front of her like this, because he knew a little about Xu Nanjing's love for motorcycles.

As an outsider, he only felt danger. At that speed, a mistake would be irreversible.

He looked at Bai Xi steadily, "Be careful."

Xu Nanjing thought Jiang Fuli was the most determined person to stop Bai Xi, but he didn't expect that in the end, Jiang Fuli was the most tolerant one.

"Nanjing," Xiao Bingwen looked at Bai Xi to change clothes and get a helmet, feeling very uneasy, "Are you really okay?"

Xu Nanjing took out a cigarette and looked at Jiang Fuli in front of him. He rarely looked relaxed. "I don't know."

If Bai Xi hadn't said it himself today, he would have never known that the other party would ride a motorcycle.

**

Downstairs.

Starting track.

7:25.

Xu Nanjing went downstairs to entertain Charles, a foreigner with chestnut hair and dark brown eyes. Xu Nanjing communicated with him fluently in English, "Sorry, there's a problem with our people, I'll be right here."

Charles held a bottle of champagne in one hand, and he squinted at Xu Nanjing for a while, "Okay."

Xu Nanjing observed Charles' expression, and his heart sank slightly. It seemed that someone had already told Charles about this in advance. There were

eight motorcycles in front, orange, fiery red, ice blue...

There was a person standing next to each motorcycle.

In the cheering crowd, a man wearing a fisherman's hat pressed the earphone on his ear and lowered his head, "They didn't have a substitute."

On the other side of the earphone, Jiang Jing.

The middle-aged man put his cell phone on the loudspeaker. Xu Jueming was playing with the bird in the cage. After listening to the report from the person on the other end of the phone, he said in an ambiguous tone, "What a pity. Mr. Charles is destined to be disappointed."

"It's not just Mr. Charles who is disappointed." The middle-aged man hung up the phone.

"Yes," Xu Jueming smiled slightly, "My respected father will announce his next successor at his birthday party. I wonder what he will think tomorrow."

Old Master Xu can still live for a few more years. He skipped Xu Jueming and Xu Jueling, and only had high hopes for Xu Nanjing.

The middle-aged man lowered his head, "Second Master, I'll ask my son to come back quickly, you see..."

"Don't worry," Xu Jueming took down the bird cage and glanced at him, "You will benefit from it, pack up and go to the production department tomorrow."

He walked back along the corridor while teasing the bird.

After everyone left, someone beside the middle-aged man asked carefully, "Manager Guo, aren't you offending the Third Master by doing this..."

Everyone knew that Xu Nanjing was in a good position now.

If it weren't for the motorcycle, Guo Huai might not even have the opportunity to meet Xu Nanjing.

"Third Young Master?" The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly. "Guo Huai has been following him for eight years. What has he gained except a racing driver? I have been demoted instead of promoted in the Xu family for so many years. Even if we don't offend him, people like him won't take us seriously. We might as well go all in."

This is an opportunity that has been waited for eight years.

"And..." The middle-aged man said this with a smile on his face: "After today... Third Young Master will have to bow down in the Xu family. It is still unknown whether the Xu family belongs to Second Young Master or Third Young Master."

He seemed to see his future wealth.

**

7:27.

First floor.

Jiang Fuli also came down, looking at the big screen. From this angle, he could only follow the camera of the big screen.

Beside him, Xiao Bingwen still felt like he was dreaming. He said to Xu Nanjing hesitantly, "Can she really do it?"

Xu Nanjing shook his head while paying attention to Charles's movements, "I don't know, Charles already knows."

"What?" Xiao Bingwen pursed his lips, realizing that his voice was too high, he lowered his voice, "So is there no hope today?"

"99%." Xu Nanjing looked at the track and pretended to be relaxed.

The other 1% is on Bai Shi.

"Brother Jiang," Xu Nanjing asked Jiang Fuli, "You haven't seen her driving a car?"

Jiang Fuli's face was not very good either, and he only nodded slightly.

Xu Nanjing was also worried.

The engine roared, and a black motorcycle drove out of the garage. The rider was wearing a white and black motorcycle suit and a black helmet, which was not very close-fitting. Her upper body leaned forward slightly, and her legs casually supported the fuel tank.

Finally, it suddenly stopped at the starting point.

Xu Nanjing was stunned. It seemed that she could really turn and race.

Because she appeared last, the camera gave her a close-up.

She was still wearing a helmet, her legs were loosely supported on the ground, and her upper body was relaxed and pressed forward. Although the movement was very relaxed, it was inexplicably powerful.

The camera stopped at her pair of beautiful dark eyes——

"Am I seeing things?"

"Female rider?"

"Who is this person? Have you heard of her?"

"..."

It was the first time that a female rider was seen in such an occasion, and the people in the audience were talking about it.

Xu Nanjing was tense inside, but smiled and said to Charles, "This is my sister, she just started learning."

"Your sister?" Charles was surprised, and then he gave Xu Nanjing some expression. He could see that Bai Xi was not a novice, nor was she someone Xu Nanjing found to fool him: "Then this is too cool!"

"Maybe I didn't perform well," Xu Nanjing observed Charles' expression, and finally smiled, "Don't mind it."

Bai Xi watched the red flag fall, squeezed the front brake, pressed the shock absorber, switched gears, and increased the speed.

"3, 2, 1——"

When the light came on, she stepped on the accelerator!

She was not actually very fast. The red motorcycle in front squeezed into the corner first, and the white motorcycle stepped on the accelerator to get between the second and third.

The commentator's voice was also very excited. "We see that the black car is currently in fourth place, very stable, and the yellow car has completely blocked her lane!"

"The competition between the first and second place is fierce, and we see that the white car is about to overtake!"

The curve at the starting line is not big, and Bai Shi has been maintaining a decent speed.

Until the first left curve, Bai Shi has been running on the middle line when running this road, because there may be cars on this mountain road at night, and this line has a good view.

It was the same at this time. At the left curve, Bai Shi's dark eyes condensed, and the whole person leaned forward to reduce the resistance of the oncoming wind. His left hand gently pushed forward, and the car body instantly tilted to the left, forming an angle with the ground!

Having studied physics, Bai Shi naturally knew it.

If the speed is fast enough, this curve can be pressed lower.

The camera just switched to her. At high speed, her car body was almost a phantom. It was hard to see her whole body. I only knew that the angle between the car body and the ground was very small, and the ground almost touched her clothes along the way.

The crowd exclaimed from time to time.

There were a total of 15 turns on the entire track. The whole

process took less than 20 minutes. Bai Xi was so familiar with this road that, as she said, she could finish it with her eyes closed.

"Quick, let's look at the black car. The last two turns, is she going to overtake the third place?" The commentator was passionate!

The last two turns.

The left turn plus the right turn is the largest and most difficult section of the entire track.

If you can't control it well, you will fall or drift out. The three people in front also tried their best to brake and control the speed. Only Bai Shi kept the speed unchanged at this time. She leaned her heels on the guardrail and adjusted her posture to control the center of gravity of the car.

The black motorcycle was like a flexible warhorse in her hands, tilting and turning, leaving a trail of fire and silver on the outer circle of the track!

"Look, she's overtaken the one in front!"

"Let's see if she can keep the third place!"

In the last lap, the camera was finally positioned on her.

With the sharp sound of the tires scratching the ground, the red car stopped at the finish line. Immediately afterwards, the black car turned the corner and surpassed the yellow motorcycle that was originally in second place, and stopped at the finish line with a "swish".

On the big screen, the fierce war had left people no time to look at the people behind.

Everyone only saw the black car parked next to the red car. The person sitting in the car was wearing a white and black racing suit. She casually placed one hand on the cold-toned front of the car and took off her helmet with the other hand. Her long legs were propped up on the ground. Her

long black hair was half tied behind her head with a hair tie. The white light shone down diagonally, and her hair was blown up by the wind. Her black hair was a little messy, with a light yellow fluorescence. Her cold eyes looked at the camera inadvertently, casual and wild.

It was the unruly nature engraved in her bones.