Veneno vs. Martin

Chapter 39: Veneno VS Martin (Part 1)

"Is this your first time here, Miss Su?"

Wang Pengyuan didn't give up on talking to Su Xi, as he didn't want to miss this opportunity to get to know her.

Su Xi replied indifferently, "Something like that."

After speaking, Su Xi stopped paying attention to Wang Pengyuan and started talking to Fan Yu, who had walked over.

"There's a bookie for the races here. They close the bets five minutes before the race starts. Do you want to participate?"

Fan Yu smiled and said, "Let me understand the situation first, then I'll decide."

Su Xi nodded and led Fan Yu towards the bookie who was setting up the odds in the distance.

In a wide-open area, over a dozen burly men with fierce auras stood there. In front of them, a man with a scar across his face was loudly hawking.

"Anyone else want to place a bet? Today we have a race between God of Cars Skoff and Magic City's own Tian Ye."

Hearing the scarred man's shout, a group of second-generation rich kids became interested, taking out boxes full of cash to place their bets.

Fan Yu and Su Xi stood at the edge of the crowd watching. In just a short while, the total bets had reached over thirty million.

"These people are quite crazy," Fan Yu remarked with interest.

Su Xi explained, "The reason I decided to come on a whim today was to watch the race between Skoff and Tian Ye."

"Oh? Are Tian Ye and Skoff very skilled?" Fan Yu asked, surprised.

"You don't know Skoff and Tian Ye?"

"Skoff is David Skoff, a God of Cars who has dominated the underground racing scene in America. He came to China to challenge all underground racers. Our Magic City is likely the final stop. If Tian Ye loses, Skoff will probably return to America and won't come to China again," Su Xi said calmly.

"I suspect Skoff's purpose in challenging Chinese racers isn't that simple, is it? Is there a bookie behind him?" Fan Yu asked with a smile.

Su Xi looked at him in surprise. "You guessed correctly. Skoff does have a bookie behind him, but it doesn't seem to be from our Magic City. They're from Shengjing. I don't know the specifics, only that every time Skoff wins, the bookie makes a fortune."

"That's interesting. Aren't you going to participate?" Fan Yu asked, looking at Su Xi with a smile.

"With my driving skills, I'd just be adding to the fun. The real outcome will be between Skoff and Tian Ye."

"How about I give it a try?"

Having just obtained God of Cars Mastery, Fan Yu was eager to experience the thrill of speed and passion. After all, only this underground racetrack in Magic City could satisfy his God of Cars attributes.

"Can you do it?" Su Xi asked, a hint of doubt in her voice.

"Let's try it. It's the participation that counts anyway."

"By the way, did you bring cash?" Fan Yu asked.

Su Xi nodded and led Fan Yu towards the McLaren.

The McLaren's trunk opened, revealing six black briefcases. Seeing this, Fan Yu couldn't help but exclaim, "Why did you bring so much cash?"

Su Xi bent down and picked up two cases. "Help me carry these."

"All this cash is what I keep at Tomson Riviera, but there's only two million left. Otherwise, I would have brought more."

"But it's too late to go to Moon Lake to get more. Is this money enough?"

Fan Yu smiled and nodded. "We're just playing around a bit. Can they accept transfers?"

"They should be able to," Su Xi replied.

To be honest, Fan Yu and Su Xi weren't lacking this amount of money. Even if they spent two million every day, with their net worth, they wouldn't be able to lose it all in their lifetimes.

Fan Yu's Financial Street and Commercial Street alone brought in tens of billions in net income annually, not counting dividends from other companies he held shares in. As for Tianlong Group, they paid over fifty billion in taxes to the country every quarter, which indicated how much money Tianlong Group earned in a year.

According to the Forbes rankings, Su Tianlong's net worth increased by tens of millions every second, easily accumulating eight hundred million to a billion a day.

If Fan Yu and Su Xi were combined, there would likely be no one in the entire China who could rival them.

As for the second richest person on China's rich list, they wouldn't even rank in the top three in Asia, let alone compare to someone like Su Tianlong, who was among the top three in the world.

Fan Yu, being the capable one, carried four black briefcases and followed Su Xi to the bookie, transferring an additional eight million.

"Bet on me to win."

After paying two million in cash and transferring eight million, Fan Yu pointed to himself.

These kinds of bets were typically cash-based, but the bookie had significant backing, so they weren't afraid of transfer issues.

"Bet on you to win?"

Ten million was no small sum. If he won, he would make at least over a hundred million.

However, seeing that Fan Yu was just a young man of twenty-two or twenty-three, the scarred man didn't pay much attention.

"Alright, your car model and name."

The scarred man recorded the information on the driver's list.

"McLaren P1, Fan Yu."

After finishing, Fan Yu took Su Xi back to the car and drove towards the race track.

After Fan Yu and Su Xi left, the scarred man called over one of his subordinates. "Go investigate that kid's identity."

Not long after, the subordinate ran back and whispered a few words into Scarface's ear.

"Hmm, so he's just the boss of a small company. Never mind then."

However, after Fan Yu and Su Xi bet ten million, everyone who got the news went wild.

This was a high-stakes gamble, betting ten million at once. It was definitely rare in the underground racing scene.

After all, the people who came here were rich second-generation heirs releasing their passion, not people who lived by gambling. Few could participate in high-stakes gambles.

At most, it was a few million, or smaller amounts of hundreds of thousands or tens of thousands. Ten million gambles were too rare.

And in the crowd, a woman looked at Fan Yu and Su Xi's retreating figures, lost in thought.

Xie Yuqing only found out yesterday that there was an underground racetrack here, so she came to take a look today. She didn't expect to see Fan Yu.

As for Su Xi, she already knew through Xie Wanru.

As the son-in-law of Tianlong Group, Xie Yuqing didn't care at all if Fan Yu gambled tens of millions.

Ten million was just pocket change to a rich man like Su Tianlong.

"You brat, I'll definitely tell Big Sister when we get home, and tell her you're out here being a spendthrift."

Boom!!!

Just as everyone was waiting for the race to start, a huge engine roar came from afar.

"He's here, God of Cars Skoff is here."

An Aston Martin drove over majestically from a distance, and judging by the sound of its engine, it must have been professionally modified.

As a top-tier sports car, the Aston Martin caused a stir in the sports car world as soon as it was released.

It once held the world record for acceleration, breaking 100 kilometers per hour in 3.5 seconds.

However, with the continuous emergence of luxury sports cars, Aston Martin has gradually lost its dominant position.

But even so, some top racers still modify Aston Martins to challenge various luxury sports cars.

The Aston Martin itself costs tens of millions, and after Skoff's modifications, its value is probably over a hundred million now.

After modification, Skoff's Aston Martin achieved an acceleration of 2.5 seconds to break 100 kilometers per hour, making it an absolute powerhouse among sports cars.

As Skoff arrived, more car lights lit up below the mountain road.

"Tian Ye."

The rich second-generation heirs of Magic City cheered. Compared to Skoff, an outsider, they preferred the God of Cars in their hearts.

The symbol of a man, the Lamborghini Veneno.

An absolute world-class sports car, it accelerates to 100 kilometers per hour in 2.8 seconds. Moreover, this Lamborghini Veneno has also been modified, and its acceleration is not inferior to Skoff's Aston Martin.

Arriving in the arena, Tian Ye got out of the car with an expression of confidence befitting a God of Cars. He waved his hands, sending kisses to the surrounding crowd.