Translator: 549690339
Her words left everyone present stunned.
âNot bad, this chick seems professional. You canât possibly be Yuyeâs fan, secretly investigating him, right? Even if you could find out all this, I still advise you not to make a fuss, you canât beat him! Be careful not to hurt yourself!â
Rong Yan ignored him and looked directly at the man three meters away, tossing her helmet to him, âThe bet is simple, if you lose you have to do something for me; if I lose, Iâll give you the contact details of the SUZUKI GSX1300R Hayabusa collector!â
The motorcycle she spoke of was a superbike designed and produced by SUZUKI in 1999, only six units globally, and with five damaged, only one still exists in the world.
This limited-edition motorcycle is definitely something those who are into bikes dream of!
Zhong Yuye finally became interested, catching the helmet Rong Yan threw with one hand. His slender, half-closed phoenix eyes and tea-colored pupils reflecting her image, he asked, âAre you sure you have the contact information?â
He didnât distrust her, but mainly because the bike was too hard to find. He had utilized all his contacts and yet failed to determine who had the bike.
âBeat me first, then weâll talk!â Rong Yan hooked up the corner of her mouth, donned her helmet first, and revved the throttle.
âHah,â Zhong Yuye had never seen a woman like her before, raised his eyebrows, initially not very interested but now evidently intrigued. He put on the helmet Rong Yan gave him and said, âSeeing as youâre a woman, Iâll give you a two-minute head start, so you donât lose too disgracefully.â
âWell, thank you for that,â Rong Yan said without a trace of red on her face or a skipped heartbeat, showing no interest in âarguingâ about gender equality or the like.
Why not take the two-minute advantage if someone was offering?
For a motorcycle race where one lap determines the winner, every second counts.
Originally, when she said she knew the contact details for the motorcycle collector, she was lying; she didnât know, she was just certain she wouldnât lose! Naturally, she wouldnât need the so-called contact details if she didnât lose!
âYou time it yourself!â
As her voice fell, the white motorcycle shot out like a bolt of lightning!
A few people watched, dumbfounded, and couldnât help but ask the man tuning the throttle, âYuye, are you really going to bet against her?â
âIsnât it interesting?â
The man who had finished tuning the machine turned his head, glanced at his friend, and asked, âHow long now?â
âExactly two minutes.â
The black Battle Axe chased out at the same timeâ
Just as the race had ended today and many people were preparing to leave, suddenly they saw a white and a black bike zooming out again, causing everyone to stop in their tracks.
âWhatâs going on? Why did KK zoom out?â
âI heard apparently some unknown young girl publicly challenged KK, and KK accepted the challenge.â
âYoung girl? Haha, probably hasnât even grown all her hair yet and dares to gamble with racing. Itâd be embarrassing if she accidentally raced off a cliff.â
âHahaha, probably another brainless female fan. Remember that girl who took her familyâs motorcycle, slapped on heavy makeup, thought she was the Akina Mountain Car God in front of KK to make a statement, and ended up so devastated that she couldnât even recognize her mother?â
Even though no one thought well of Rong Yanâs chances of winning, the novelty of a new race still attracted quite a few bets on Zhong Yuye winning.
The odds even reached 1000:1 at one point.
Only a few people, with the mindset of betting on the underdog, put one or two hundred bucks on Rong Yan.
Everyone waited to see the birth of a new joke..