Luo Shen stood in front of the glass curtain, focusing on the four entrances and exits of the track.
She didn't know which track Shen Qingwu was on.
She even felt that the chance of Shen Qingwu leaving this death track alive was zero.
She was destined to be unable to escape from Lou Baixiao.
"Luo Xin."
The voice of the man behind her was like a ghost, and Luo Xin felt her feet and calves trembling.
"come over."
Luo Xin took a deep breath and walked to the leather sofa behind her, sitting down next to the man.
"After flying for so long, it's time to go home."
Luo Xin's eyes were lowered, her hands folded on her legs secretly exerted force, and there were crescent marks all over the back of her left hand.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door.
The short-haired man picked up the walkie-talkie and said a few words, then leaned into Lou Baixiao's ear and muttered in Taimi.
Seeing Lou Baixiao nodding, the short-haired man walked straight to the door and opened it.
Luo Shen saw many thugs lying on the corridor. They seemed to have been seriously injured and kept falling to the ground moaning. Just when she was confused, two very familiar men broke into her sight.
They were also covered in colors, their shirts were wrinkled, and there were mottled blood stains on their faces. It was hard to tell whether it belonged to them or someone else's.
She recognized them quickly.
"Mr. Lu, Mr. Ji." She was surprised and happy.
"Where's little Awu?"
Lu Yanxing's eyes were slightly red, and his face was covered with a layer of gloom, which was terrifying.
"Miss Shen..."
"Second Young Master Lu, Young Master Ji, it turns out that you are anxious to see me because of Miss Shen?" Lou Baixiao stretched out his arms and leaned lazily on the leather sofa.
"But how do I remember that Miss Shen is Mr. Lu's fiancée?"
Lu Yanxing suddenly bent over, grabbed Lou Baixiao by the collar, and pressed him down on the sofa. He said in a cruel voice: "Lou Baixiao, let me ask again, where is she?"
The short-headed thug tried to move forward, but Lou Baixiao raised his hand to stop him.
"Ms. Shen is on track four. The race is about to begin. You can watch the entire race here."
Ji Nanhuai strode to the floor-to-ceiling glass, and his expression suddenly changed after just one glance.
"Lu Er is the legendary death racing car."
Lu Yanxing tightened his grip and threatened, "Call her back now, or I will level this place and you won't be able to leave alive."
The corners of Lou Baixiao's lips were slightly raised, and her deep eyes were shining with an unusual light, "It's too late, it has already started."
…
Shen Qingwu picked a GTR, bent over and sat in the car, and his head suddenly became chaotic.
There was only the closed gate in front of me.
The dazzling light outside the venue slowly invaded from under the gate.
Step on the accelerator, put it into gear, the rear tires spin, and the sports car makes a harsh roar.
When the gate was raised halfway, just enough for vehicles to pass through, the blue GTR shot out like a sharp arrow.
The entire track is not too long, and the only difficulty is calculating the braking time.
At this time, Shen Qingwu only had the road ahead in his mind.
She wants to win.
Come closer.
A little closer.
There can be no rush.
Can't be wrong at all.
Finally, she felt as if the car was about to drive out of the terrace, and her eyes suddenly opened up.
Following her instinct, she stepped on the brakes, closed her eyes, and waited for the final result.
One second, two seconds, three seconds... She slowly opened her eyes.
She is still alive.
The unspeakable excitement spread to all his limbs.
There was a feeling of rebirth in my head.
When she pushed the door and got out of the car, she found that the front of the car was hanging in the air and was teetering. As she got out of the car, the weight of the car changed, making a dangerous "squeak" sound.
There seemed to be cheers in the stands, buried in the abuse.
Since there is an existing event, there are naturally people who place bets, and the people who cursed are probably the ones who placed the wrong bets.
In addition to her, the other three cars also stopped, but they all stopped at a farther distance. Several burly men appeared on the terrace next door. Without saying a word, they stepped forward to open the car door and dragged the person away.
The sexy beauty from before came to her again and respectfully led her the way.
As she walked back to the private room, she felt that she had stepped away from her usual proud and careless gait.
However, her excitement and pride were instantly wiped out the moment she saw Lu Yanxing.
Like a peacock that has won a fight, it has to tuck its tail before it can spread its wings.
"Shen Qingwu." He gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to chew every word under his teeth a thousand times.
"I said, I will fight for whatever you want."
Shen Qingwu lowered his head, but he didn't dare to be too assertive at the moment, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "You fight for what's yours, and I'll fight for what's mine."
"Are you so not afraid of death?" The man's voice was hoarse with a hint of trembling.
Shen Qingwu did not answer his question.
Lu Yanxing's light brown eyes were full of anger, and the ends of his eyes were dyed red due to excitement.
This woman had no idea how scared he was. Even though she appeared in front of him unscathed, his hands and feet were still weak and unable to exert any strength.
The moment her car rushed out of the terrace, he was even ready to follow her.
The premise is that the Lou Bai Xiao in front of you must be skinned and deboned first.
"Miss Shen, I admire you very much." Lou Baixiao interrupted them, sat on the sofa, and looked at her, "We are very similar."
Shen Qingwu frowned.
She doesn't want to look like a pervert.
"We can't be brother and sister."
Lou Baixiao was slightly startled, and then he laughed softly.
"I do have a younger sister who has been raised by the Ning family in Huaicheng. I heard that she is going to marry Young Master Lu?"
Lu Yanxing said expressionlessly: "No."
Lou Baixiao didn't care, shrugged and said, "That means my information is wrong."
"I'm willing to admit defeat. I've already asked someone to draw up a contract. But Miss Shen, who do you want me to sign this contract with?"
After finishing speaking, Shen Qingwu felt that everyone in the room was staring at her.
She lowered her eyelashes, looked at the contract on the table, and said softly: "Lu Suisui."
"He'll come to you with a contract."
All eyes moved from Shen Qingwu's face to Lu Yanxing's extremely impatient handsome face.
Lou Baixiao smiled playfully, "Interesting."
Shen Qingwu picked up the contract, looked at the watch on his wrist, and was about to leave.
She looked at Luo Shen, stretched out her hand, and said softly: "Luo Shen, let's go."
Luo Xin immediately stepped forward and held her hand tightly.
"Wait a minute." Lou Baixiao said slowly, "Luo Xin stays."
As soon as the cold voice fell, Luo Xin froze there, her blood seemed to be drained out in an instant, her face turned pale, and she didn't dare to lift a step.
"General Lou, I promised Luo Xin that I would take her away." Shen Qingwu met Lou Baixiao's gloomy gaze.
"Are you sure you can take her away?"
"boom"--
The door slammed shut, and the short-haired woman stood guarding the door with her arms folded, her neck tilted, and she looked straight at Shen Qingwu. Suddenly, she grinned and revealed a scary smile.
"I am sure."
Lu Yanxing's broken hair hung slightly down from his forehead, covering his cold eyes. He put his hands in his pockets, his posture was lazy, but his voice was heavy.
