When Song Yuanhang's provocative voice sounded out, Ye Xuan's footsteps couldn't help but pause.

Su Xiaomeng knew the power of Song Yuanhang's racing car. Song Yuanhang had joined the professional racer's union when he was overseas, and his superb driving skills could be seen from how he was able to use the Audi R8 to do a reverse drive.

As for Ye Xuan, in Su Xiaomeng's eyes, his driving skills were ordinary. He wasn't even as good as her. After all, he was very slow when driving all the way here.

If Ye Xuan were to compete with Song Yuanhang, Su Xiaomeng felt that Ye Xuan would definitely suffer, so she stood up.

After Su Xiaomeng finished speaking, she pulled on Ye Xuan's hand and led him away.

Seeing that Ye Xuan was about to leave, a cold light flashed in Song Yuanhang's eyes. He wasn't willing to give up, so he teased, "Ye Xuan, don't hide behind a woman like trash. If it's a man, then you'll stay behind and fight!"

Ye Xuan stopped in his tracks. Just as he was about to stop, Su Xiaomeng dragged him away. She didn't want Ye Xuan to race with Song Yuanhang. Who knows what kind of danger he might encounter …

Seeing that, Song Yuanhang clenched his fists and continued speaking as his gaze fell onto Su Xiaomeng, "Xiao Meng, you are still a member of the Su Family! As your big brother, I have to remind you, if nothing happens, you'd better stay away from this trash. Otherwise, it'll become a joke when it gets back to the capital, and your parents will be worried. "

In the end, Song Yuanhang coldly ridiculed him.

"Thank you for your concern, Brother Yuanhang. I know what I'm doing. You don't need to worry about it!"

She almost had a falling out with Song Yuanhang because of Ye Xuan. This made her feel stifled in her heart.

"Then take this useless trash and get lost."

Song Yuanhang waved his hand impatiently.

"Ye Xuan, let's go!"

Su Xiaomeng didn't say anything more and pulled Ye Xuan away.

However, no matter how hard she tried, Ye Xuan remained motionless.

Turning his head to look at the playful Song Yuanhang, Ye Xuan faintly smiled as he calmly said, "It's not impossible for me to compete with you, but I'm afraid you won't be able to do it!"

Seeing that Ye Xuan was finally no longer enduring, Song Yuanhang's interest was piqued. He teased, "Haha …. There is no compet.i.tion that I, Song Yuanhang, cannot afford to play. "Ye Xuan, no matter what you want to play with, or what you're betting on, I'll keep you company until the end today!"

Ye Xuan's eyes flashed with cunning as he looked at Song Yuanhang's hand that was playing with the car keys. He slowly raised his arm and teasingly said, "Let's have a match. If you win, I'll give this hand to you! If you lose, your hand belongs to me. "How about it, do you dare to play?"

Su Xiaomeng's expression drastically changed when she heard what Ye Xuan said. Her expression was extremely anxious, and she wanted to say something, but Ye Xuan waved his hand and interrupted her.

"Haha …" It's an interesting bet, I like it! Ye Xuan, I, Song Yuanhang, will take this hand of yours! "

Song Yuanhang thought Ye Xuan was purposely provoking him not to agree to the bet, so there was a way out. Naturally, he wouldn't let Ye Xuan's scheme succeed, so he straightforwardly agreed.

Pausing, he continued, "However, I have a condition …"

"Let me customize the rules of the compet.i.tion!" Song Yuanhang coldly replied.

"No problem!"

Ye Xuan readily agreed.

Su Xiaomeng had an anxious expression on her face. Ye Xuan didn't have the qualifications to interrupt him.

Very soon, what could be described as the most exciting compet.i.tion of the evening began under the auspices of the host, attracting the attention of countless people: "Gentlemen, ladies, good evening! I am the host JK, and now I will bring you all an unprecedented death race consisting of six super sports cars! "

"Roar!"

"Pah pah pah …"

Just as the host finished his sentence, the entire venue was filled with excited cheers and applause.

Death compet.i.tion, this was the most dangerous compet.i.tion in the race. It had no rules and restrictions, and during the compet.i.tion, you could use any method to interfere with your opponent and attack them, until the end of the race, the first to reach the finish line would be victorious!

Because they could use any method to interfere with their opponents, the death rate of the compet.i.tion was extremely high. Very few people were willing to partic.i.p.ate in this type of compet.i.tion.

Now that there was such a compet.i.tion, how could the people not feel excited?

"Death compet.i.tion? How could this be? "

"Ye Xuan, why don't we not compete? The death compet.i.tion will kill people, and six cars will be partic.i.p.ating at the same time. Song Yuanhang is obviously trying to kill you." If he bribes the other four to deliberately target you, the consequences will be unthinkable … "

Immediately, Su Xiaomeng grabbed Ye Xuan's arm, who was sitting in the main c.o.c.kpit.

"Don't worry, it's just a bunch of small fries. Your brother-in-law's driving skills are world-cla.s.s!"

"No …" I want to go with you! "

Su Xiaomeng clenched her teeth and gently shook her head.

The host stood on the stage as he watched the scene unfold with a face full of smiles. He continued, "Next up, I'll introduce everyone to the partic.i.p.ants of this death compet.i.tion and their cars …"

"The first thing I want to introduce is the victor of the previous race, racer No. 6, Song Yuanhang, and his beloved car, Bujadian. "Please give us a round of applause!"

As the host's voice faded, the crowd burst into applause. A dazzling white Bugatron slowly pulled into position on the runway. This guy was no longer using his Audi R8, but was using the more powerful Bugatron instead.

One had to know that Bugatti Wyron was the king of many sports cars!

"As everyone knows, Young Master Song is a first-rate expert in the world of racing. He once joined a professional racer's a.s.sociation abroad. His driving skills are extraordinary, and his imposing manner is magnificent! In the previous game, he only used the Audi R8 to complete the counterattack and beat the other opponents to win the champions.h.i.+p! This time, he was driving his most precious luxury car, the Bujadiveron. What kind of glory could he possibly bring with him? I think no one can compete with me! For those who want to bet, please buy Young Master Song, Juebi will not lose anything! "

"Next, please get the other racers in position. They're the ones from before, No.1, No.2, No.3, No.4, and their cars are in position …"

Under the introduction of the host, Ye Xuan drove Su Xiaomeng's Ferrari 488 onto the track and stopped at the starting line.

It was obvious that even the host wasn't optimistic about Ye Xuan and was biased towards Song Yuanhang!

Just as the host finished speaking, the entire betting area was already in flames. Countless men and women swarmed over, wanting to rely on this compet.i.tion to fiercely fish up a profit.

After all, in the eyes of countless people, the outcome of this match was simply too easy to determine.

The victor was naturally Song Shao, Song Yuanhang. He had won the previous match with the Audi R8, and people had already witnessed his extraordinary car skills and popularity.

The loser was naturally that guy called Ye Xuan. Not only was he unknown, he was even using a Ferrari 488. How could he compare to Young Master Song and his Bugatti Wyvern?

"Hey, Ye Xuan, where are you going?"

"Of course it's a bet!" Ye Xuan didn't look back as he headed straight for the bet.

When Ye Xuan's voice resounded throughout the betting area, everyone present could be said to be incomparably astonished.

"Haha …"

Towards this, Ye Xuan couldn't help but smile and say, "Everyone, bet on me winning anything you want. Juebi will definitely not lose anything!"

This guy was intentionally pulling aggro. The ones betting on him to win were few; only then would he be able to earn more.

"Tsk, tsk. That's why I bet my pen on you winning! "

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, some people couldn't help but spit at him.

Regarding this, Ye Xuan smiled without saying a word!

Su Xiaomeng couldn't help but ask when Ye Xuan returned to the car.

"Of course I'm betting on myself!" Ye Xuan replied without raising his head.

"How much?"

"Of course, it's a bet of two million!"

"Idiot, don't you know to bet half on Song Yuanhang to win? That way, you can be safer!"

"You don't have confidence in me?"

"Then we'll see!"

"Alright everyone, it's time to bet now!" The compet.i.tion begins immediately! "

The compet.i.tion host had already reached the starting line with a chess piece. He held the chess piece up high and then swung it down, speaking out in a voice that would make one's blood boil.

"Ready go!"