Chapter 598


    Now, the so-called God of Car, S, had the nerve to show up at the race.


    Carmen could not wait to shove it in S’s face, and she wanted everyone to know that she was the only


    one who deserved to be called the racing champion.


    The next instant, Carmen also got into her car. She fixed her eyes on the road ahead with full attention.


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    Aside from Carmen, even the other races thought it was too much to call S the God of Cars.


    Nine hundred kilometers per hour? She must be kidding!


    Most of the racers there could go around four hundred kilometers per hour. If one could achieve the


    same speed as theirs, that person could already be considered a world-ss racer.


    In fact, there was none who could achieve a speed of four hundred fifty kilometers per hour, let alone


    five hundred. So nine hundred was certainly unheard of.


    The idea of an underground racerpeting to be the champion of a professional racer sounded


    like a joke to them.


    They could not help but wonder if the leader of Centennial Healthcare racing team had lost his mind to


    have sent a racer who only knew how to brag and tell lies.


    Needless to say, the team would definitely lose.


    The racers could not help but shift their gaze to Ashlyn’s racing car.


    Some of them were evenughing sarcastically.


    The racers clearly did not take Ashlyn seriously at all.


    Looking at the woman who had just got into the racing car, Lucas was so nervous that his palms got


    sweaty.


    He left the VIP room and rushed straight to thementary box, and he wore an exceptionally


    apathetic expression as though he was going to skin someone alive the next second.


    Everyone who passed by him backed away. They dared not approach him at all.


    Spencer saw Lucas striding off, so he hurriedly trailed behind too.


    “What’s wrong, Mr. Nn?” Spencer asked.


    “I need to stop this race. Right now!” Lucas growled as though he had lost his mind.


    “That’s impossible! This is the F1 World Championship. You can’t simply call it off just because you


    want to! What happened, Mr. Nn?” Spencer stared at Lucas in shock.


    At this very moment, Santiago, who was in thementary box, announced, “The race has now


    begun! All the racers have just sped off like bullets!”


    Anothermentator’s voice rang out, paying no heed to other races as he only had his focus on S.


    “My goodness! They’re like a gust of wind, a phantom! Oh my! I saw S! His car is speeding forward like


    a wild horse!”


    “Oh no! Lionel from Pandera rammed into S’s car! Just as S started the engine and sped forward,


    Lionel and Oliver crashed into S’s car at the same time!” thementator eximed.


    “My goodness! S’s car is heading toward the side of the track!”


    As thementators’ voices echoed through the ce, the audience stood up and stared at the sight


    in disbelief.


    If S was hit out of the track, that would mean she would be disqualified from the race.


    The viewers watching the broadcast could not make it to the racing arena, and they could only express


    how anxious they felt by leavingments.


    Soon, the broadcasting tform was flooded withments afterments.


    Lucas almost stopped breathing when he saw that scene. He had his dark, deep eyes fixed on Ashlyn,


    who was on the racing track.


    D*mn it! The nerve of these insane b*stards to bully my woman!


    At that point, he felt a strong urge to rush to the racing track to rece Ashlyn.


    Everyone held their breaths as they broke into a cold sweat, worrying about Ashlyn.


    Two cars were tailing Ashlyn’s car from behind, attempting to brutally crash her car. She had not


    expected them to be so ruthless.


    As she clutched the steering wheel tightly with her fair hands, she controlled the car and drifted before


    powersliding away in a swift manner.


    She went back and forth between gripping and powersliding techniques, challenging the limits of the


    wheels.


    If she failed to keep her car in control, not only would she be eliminated, but she would also suffer


    severe injuries from the impact of the crash.


    There was a sharp, piercing noise made from the friction between the tires and the ground. It was


    apanied by a roar of the engine from speeding up the car.


    That crowd was incredibly excited looking at that.


    Just as everyone thought Ashlyn would be hit out of the track, she pulled off the backward drift in a


    neat manner, and white smoke from the friction between the tires and the ground filled the air in an


    instant. She had just saved herself from major trouble by showcasing a brutal yet thrilling move.


    Right then, after she managed to escape from getting tailed by that two cars, her car dashed forward in


    a swift manner like a meteorite crashing toward the earth.