The racing track was large and almost as big as the professional one next door.

  Since there was no one else here, only the cars belonging to Huo Yao, Huo Changfeng, Chen Ming, and his subordinates could be seen there.

  Huo Yao’s car pulled up at the starting line. She rested her hand on the steering wheel casually and leaned sideways into the seat backrest. She gazed outside at the empty racing track and looked languid.

  She had not gone racing in a long time.

  Huo Changfeng was in the next lane getting ready. He turned his head sideways and looked at Huo Yao energetically. “All set?”


  Huo Yao sat up straight and raised her hand in mid-air and gestured okay coolly. In an instant, she stepped on the gas. The Specter had fluid lines and excellent design. It shot out like a silver arrow and drove off under the dark skies.

  From the day Huo Changfeng had heard about her driving skills from Chen Ming, he was dying to see her drive. Now, the sight of Huo Yao’s skills was making him so excited that he could sense his blood surging.

  He stepped on the gas and followed behind her.

  Their cars drove one in front of the other under the night sky at top speed on the racing track. The Specter was so fast that it drifted like a professional car when it turned. Her technique was as flawless as an experienced racer.

  Huo Changfeng became even more intrigued upon seeing this. Not bad at all, Miss Huo.

  *

  Meanwhile, in the surveillance room next door on the professional racing track.

  “Yi, it might be hard to win the race today. Cruise has the third best racer in the world in his team, so they are a whole lot better than us.”


  Yang Yi looked at the surveillance footage as dozens of cars gradually went to the starting line. The race car in the lead on the right had a blonde-haired, green-eyed, Caucasian man driving it. The man looked so proud that Yang Yi could sense it even through the surveillance footage.

  It was Andy and he was the third best racer in the world internationally.

  Yang Yi’s eyes froze briefly. In comparison to the Min family’s racing team, the other side was much better. Before the race had even begun, he could almost see the outcome.

  “Is Zhou Yixun here yet?” asked Yang Yi as he raised his hand and checked the time.

  There were still 20 minutes to warm up before the official competition began.

  His subordinate nodded. “He has been here for a while. He is under a lot of pressure, so he went to the training facilities next door.”


  Zhou Yixun was the second best professional racer locally. It was undoubtedly a lot of pressure to race against Andy. Yang Yi rubbed his brow and said, “Tell him to come back and get ready.”


  “Okay. I will call him right away.”


  Yang Yi raised his head and looked intently at the large screen in front of him again. He did not know where his boss was. If Min Yu was here, there was still a chance for them to win tonight.

  If they lost the race, the rare gun manufacturing materials would fall into Cruise’s hands. Yang Yi had a serious look on his face. The Min family had to get the material.

  He pulled out his phone and made a call.

  *

  Zhou Yixun had driven his car to the training facility on his own. He had yet to get into the racetrack. When he tried to enter, a few cars at the entrance stopped him.

  “Sorry. We have rented the entire track tonight, so please leave.” Chen Ming was dressed in black and gave off a powerful aura. There was hardly any expression on his face and he clearly meant what he said.

  Zhou Yixun held the steering wheel and frowned as he looked sideways at Chen Ming……