Rejoice! Tonight, Everyone is My 'Accomplice'!

Fals Data Live data stream.

The number of viewers tuning into the underground race's live stream has already exceeded one million.

And the name of racer number 25...

...will undoubtedly become the focus of attention throughout the entire state of Michigan, and even the United States, tonight.

The host said with passion:

"Now, what else can that deep blue streak of light, Blue Margarita, achieve?"

"Could it possibly break the one-hour record!"

"No, could it possibly shorten it to under fifty minutes! I can't even imagine it."

Every single audience member present...

...at this moment...

...probably wants racer number 25 to break the record.

Even the Scavenger Organization is impressed.

Their leader knows Grace, and knows he's one of the few guys in the City of Chaos who can be called a good person.

Su Wen's willingness to risk failing the race to save Grace from danger...

...has completely won them over.

At the same time...

...the wildest cheers come from the lunatics of the 'Carnival Convoy'.

That's right.

If any force in Detroit can be called a gathering place for lunatics...

...the Carnival Convoy is definitely number one.

Now...

...these people have also become loyal supporters of Su Wen.

In the picture...

...Blue Margarita faces a long death-defying acceleration track with no opponents ahead.

The only one left is himself!

"Record time 47 minutes 37 seconds!"

"48 minutes 54 seconds, faster, he's almost at the finish line."

The host shouted.

"He's there, he's crossed the finish line."

"Final time, 49 minutes 23 seconds."

"Blue Margarita has set a record that even future racers will never be able to surpass."

She shouted, "This is a miracle!"

"He won!"

"Blue Margarita! Champion!"

"Blue Margarita! Blue Margarita! Champion!"

The audience cheered.

He is now the undisputed underground racing god of Detroit.

"I admit, before this race, I never thought any racer would break the record to this extent.

Does anyone have suggestions for what questions to ask in the champion interview later?"

The host said excitedly.

But then...

...she looked at the solitary figure on the main screen.

Somewhat puzzled:

"He's already at the finish line, why hasn't racer number 25 slowed down and braked yet?"

"Not only hasn't he slowed down, but on the contrary, his speed is still increasing further.

He's still accelerating!"

Without a pause, Su Wen didn't step on the brakes.

On the contrary.

Now, he has truly activated all the modified modules of this ice-blue flame-burning race car:

[Protective Device Activated]

[Target Location Confirmed]

[Auxiliary Airflow Balance Device Activated]

[Pre-Impact Collision Buffer Layer Deployed]

["RTU-E4" Deep Blue Supercharging Counteracting Module Fully Activated]

[Function Group Overload, Current Overload Power 373%]

A split second.

The car transformed into a streamlined, limit-breaking state, seemingly designed to counter the airflow and impact.

"Full speed ahead!"

Su Wen pushed down the red lever at his right hand.

Although Grace didn't understand what he wanted to do, his Speed Control ability was already activated in advance.

A hurricane surrounded them.

[Speed and Passion, Speed Boost 500%]

[Approaching the Speed Threshold]

"What are they trying to do?"

The host shouted, "Blue Margarita is about to fly off the cliff and crash into the Leis Angton Building!"

That's right.

Compared to a living legend.

Perhaps dying at the peak of everyone's attention would push his reputation to a height that no one could reach.

But Su Wen wasn't thinking of ending things at light speed in this way.

On the contrary, everything was within his plan.

His goal was very clear.

The super high-rise neon building in the Leis Angton Coastal Factory District in the distance.

['Tonight, your name will be etched in the City of Chaos.']

[Phase Two Goal Exceeded]

[Phase Goal Changed]

[Next, your goal is: to annihilate the Leis Angton Special Response Unit 'Trauma Team'.]

[And eliminate the manager of Leis Angton's Detroit branch.]

"Grace, would you have any psychological burden killing those Leis Angton bastards?"

"Psychological burden? I've hated them for ages!"

The black strongman laughed heartily.

"Charge! Charge!"

At this moment.

The annular structure inside the race car completely changed, and panoramic audio played an incredibly passionate car song: "We Own It":

(This is what I chose to do)

(When I hear those shots ring out)

(Buried in the dark)

(We just blaze up hotter)

(We gonna light up the night)

In a flash.

The race car completely rushed out of the track.

A pale white membrane covered the car body.

It unfurled its glider wings and jet thrusters with blue tail flames.

Like Wings of the Sky forged from the pinnacle of human technology.

[Achievement Completed: Soaring Through the Sky]

[Achievement Description: Night City flows from my fingertips, sweeps over my head, and flits beneath my feet.]

Su Wen's car directly crashed towards the Leis Angton Building in an overspeeding flight.

He struck a cool advancing pose:

"Now, the climax of the night has truly arrived."

Instantly.

A tremendous boom erupted.

The racing car's specialized front ram, boosted by energy flow and immense kinetic energy, pierced straight through Leis Angton's sturdy outer wall.

Countless spectators watched in shock.

"Driver number 25, is he out of control?"

But in the next second.

Every gang's inbox received a letter from an anonymous individual, "Driver 25":

[To the esteemed leaders of gangs and rebels:

I want to tell you a story, a story about Leis Angton's disgusting experiments of capturing human children to study Abyss Aberrations.

And about two people who have been fighting this alone.

The former champion, Grace-Arnold, and White Hound, Fern Onions.

At the same time, Driver 25 hereby sincerely invites you all to become my 'accomplices.'

Whoever seizes any revenue from the Leis Angton Group gets to keep it.

Of course, you can also choose to turn a blind eye to the disappearances of your family, brothers, and closest loved ones.

To show your fear and obedience to a giant corporation!

Also.

This will prove that your so-called 'spirit of rebellion' is just a piece of shit!

Regards, Night Watch - Rhine]

"He did that on purpose!"

"Night Watch, he's actually Night Watch!"

"Good kid, trying to provoke us, huh? I made my name fighting giant corporations.

Those animals should get a taste of what it's like to survive in the mud for decades!"

"Ripper is in on this!"

"Go back and prepare the gear, bring out the RPG-29 Rocket Launcher we've been saving."

Everyone present was in an uproar.

What Leis Angton had done had truly crossed the line of human decency.

And driver number 25.

The racer who called himself "Rhine."

This "polite and elegant" greeting.

Further ignited the fire in everyone's hearts.

Watching the crowd in the huge racing venue constantly diverting for the upcoming operation, Old York of the Fals Merchant Guild lit a cigar.

In the cigar's ashen smoke rings, for the first time, he didn't evaluate based on profit, but opened his eyes and said with an admiring tone, "A madman that not even Detroit could imagine, a true legend worth investing in."

"Boss, what about what Mr. Rhine mentioned before?"

His assistant asked.

Old York smiled:

"Agree, not only agree, but I also want to increase the bombing amount and the number of armed forces. Who wouldn't want to get their hands on Leis Angton's good stuff?"

At the same time.

Under the flashing neon lights.

The leader of the Carnival Convoy smashed the whiskey bottle in his hand violently, laughing loudly:

"Hahaha, this is the most suitable opening statement for a carnival party."

"Boss, do you mean?"

"Need you even ask? Grace has been holding on alone for so long, we're going in,"

"8,625 armed motorcycles, start them all up!

Tonight, we are all accomplices of Grace and the legendary 'Rhine'!"