There is only one manor beachfront villa on Sing Island, and only a few people in the organization know that Xu Heqing, one of the leaders of the Illuminati, lives here.

When Zheng Wanhua fell ill, Shen Shu thought of him first. She originally planned to take time out next month to go to Miami, but she didn't expect Xu Heqing to come to her first.

Three Rolls-Royce Phantoms passed through numerous security checkpoints on the island before arriving at the underground parking lot.

As soon as I got off the car, several tall and strong black bodyguards came over with scanners.

Shen Shu cooperated by raising his hand to check, and quickly glanced at the surrounding environment with his peripheral vision.

The huge parking lot is filled with various super sports cars and modified racing cars that are hard to find on the market, and there are even more than a dozen retro sentimental cars that have long been out of print.

In the middle, there is a protective cover surrounded by a transparent glass light wall, inside which is parked an extremely retro F1 racing car.

Shen Shu immediately recognized that this was the w1956R model produced by Mercedes in 196. The legendary Argentine F1 driver Fangio once drove it to win the second of his five consecutive championships.

This car was bought by a mysterious buyer at an auction two years ago for 1.3 million RMB.

It can be seen that the owner of the manor is a hardcore racing fan, and he probably came to her for something related to racing.

The gorgeous and shimmering neon lights under the night sky depict the luxury of Miami's Star Island coastline.

In the reception room on the second floor of the manor, a man was sitting on a single sofa with his legs crossed, exuding a terrifying aura. The black bodyguard next to him handed him a cigarette and a lighter.

"Bill, this is our distinguished guest."

After Xu Heqing slowly lit up his cigarette, he squinted his eyes. The embedded grille lights were emitting bright light, casting a cool white-yellow light that gave him a glazed glow, making him look even more unapproachable.

The Asian man standing next to them and leading the group took out the key from his pocket and uncuffed Shen Shu's hands after receiving the order.

Seeing this, Shen Shu raised his eyebrows slightly and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

But that smile only lasted for a brief moment, and her expression turned cold very quickly.

The man opposite had a gentle and elegant appearance, with sharp and distinct facial features, but his peach blossom eyes hidden behind his gold-rimmed glasses revealed a vicious and ruthless look that was totally inconsistent with his temperament.

"Distinguished guest? Is this Mr. Xu's way of entertaining guests?"

Shen Shu meant that she was very unhappy with their behavior of robbers who came to people's homes with guns and kidnapped them.

It was a very standard Miami accent, an accent that only people who have lived here for a long time or are locals have, which surprised Xu Heqing a little.

"I'm used to being barbaric. Please forgive me, Miss Shen."

It sounds like he has a proud temper, but it doesn't matter. After all, he is a genius that only appears once in a century. He can endure it.

Xu Heqing raised his eyes lazily and looked at the girl sitting on the sofa opposite him.

She had a cool and delicate appearance, a distant temperament, and skin that was almost transparent, with faint purple blood vessels visible. She had a low ponytail with her hair sticking to her face, making her skin look even whiter.

This instantly reminded him of the fresh, peeled lychees in the summer.

She was dressed simply, in a black top, white pants, and sneakers of unknown brand. Her outfit was consistent with what a middle school student in Country Z would wear to school, but it had nothing in common with a well-paid professional racing driver.

"It's almost four in the morning. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Because of the jet lag, Shen Shu wasn't actually sleepy at all, but after a long period of traveling, she just wanted to rest quickly.

"I have a car race here, I wonder if Miss Shen is interested." Xu Heqing's eyes met with the girl opposite, and at this moment he realized where the discomfort in her came from.

Those delicate and bright almond-shaped eyes possessed a calmness and a sense of history that was totally inconsistent with her age.

Normally, at her age, traveling across the ocean with a gun pointed at her head, being kidnapped and brought to the sin city of Miami, she should be trembling with fear, instead of calmly reminding him that it was already late.

"NASCAR Hell's Cage Race?" Shen Shu looked at the exquisite fruit plate on the table and started eating.

When Xu Heqing heard that Shen Shu had directly guessed the event, his brows furrowed deeply for an instant.

I looked up at Bill who was standing straight next to me, only to see him shaking his head with an innocent look on his face, as if he was afraid that he would be wrongly accused.

"Ms. Shen is well-informed, so you should know what this game means to me."

Shen Shu took a sip of tea and nodded calmly.

The rules of the NASCAR Hell in a Cell race are simple and crude. The car is made to spin in circles in a closed venue. After a specified number of laps, whoever reaches the finish line first is the champion.

The seemingly simple race is actually not safe at all, simply because NASCAR has a rule that makes the audience cheer: reasonable collisions between cars are allowed!

In order to win the race, many drivers usually maintain a speed of 300 kilometers per hour, and the distance between cars is basically front to back. Once one car makes an operating error, it becomes a famous bumper car scene.

For racers, an accident in a NASCAR race would be a devastating blow. But for race spectators, this kind of collision is the passion that racing should have, and it is also the main reason for scrambling to get tickets and feel the atmosphere.

This NASCAR event, which has maintained its 80-year history and is almost crazy, has countless fanatical fans around the world. In a sense, it is a more popular car event than F1.

In the United States, its ratings even exceed those of the four major leagues, NBA, football, baseball, etc.

The right to organize the event is in the hands of Lambert, the former president of the Dawn Club.

According to the time calculation, he is already 70 years old this year, and he will pass away peacefully in the summer of 2023. That is, the year he left, the internal struggle for power intensified in the Liming Society, and Shen Shu's death in the previous life was closely related to that internal struggle.

Now that Lambert is old, he has basically hidden behind the scenes and is gradually trying to delegate power. The champion of this year's NASCAR race will determine who will be the host.

Xu Heqing and Adrian are both adopted sons that Lambert values ​​very much. This first decentralization of power has a great impact on the alignment of the Dawn Society members.

According to Shen Shu's understanding in his previous life, Xu Heqing was much better than Adrian in business, but he was far behind him in entertainment culture and events.

She vaguely remembered that the 2010 NASCAR championship was won by Adrian's Pioneer team. Since then, he has always had a strong voice in the racing world.

Xu Heqing had been busy with business dealings in the past, and the racing team was only established in recent years, so the loss was expected.

However, Shen Shu, who had emerged as a new star in the racing world of Country Z, gave Xu Heqing hope of turning the situation around.

"If you can win the championship, I will directly grant you the qualification of a senior member of the Dawn Club, and you can fill in any bonus you want."

A blank check was placed on the crystal table in front of Shen Shu by the black bodyguard.

What’s even more tempting is that with just one game, one can ignore the strict rules of the organization and become a senior member that others have to struggle for more than ten years to be promoted to.

You should know that senior members not only have the right to receive dividends from the organization every year, but most importantly, many confidential business opportunities and the world's top connections are at your fingertips.

Shen Shu lowered his eyes, looked at the empty check and suddenly laughed out loud: "Mr. Xu, are you so sure that I can win the championship?"

"My intuition has always been very accurate." Xu Heqing put out the burnt expensive cigarette in his hand into the exquisitely crafted ashtray.

"Can I choose not to join the Dawn Club? I don't have to give up the bonus."

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