Shen Xi picked the dark blue McLaren and got in to test it out. The adrenaline immediately surged through her veins and felt blood rushing to her head. Looking at the large audience and listening to their cheers made that familiar feeling more intense. She could not wait for the race to begin.
Xu Wei's lackeys returned with the number plate to put on the car.
This round, Xu Wei and her two companions took their cars out onto the track.
Xu Wei sat in her car and saw Shen Xi and Pei Xu through the window. The look under her eyes was sinister and wicked. She then swept a glance at the number on their car, No. 4.
No. 4 was an unlucky number that represented death in Chinese culture. It seemed that even God wanted these two to die today.
Shen Xi suddenly turned to look at Xu Wei with a cold and piercing gaze. She had a feeling that Xu Wei was up to no good.
