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The race started soon, and the two F3000 racing cars sprang out like streamers, and they were 600 meters away in an instant.The huge noise of the racing car came from a long distance, and the two cars soon reached the corner. Although the body of the formula car weighs more than [-] kilograms, under the ultra-high speed driving, even if the driver is in a trance, the car will not Because of the huge inertia, it will rush out and run in an instant.

Xavier turned his head and looked at Krull, his eyes were a little deep: "Is the running here not in compliance with the regulations?"

Compared with the international professional runway, the runway here not only has more frequent curves, but also has a narrower width.

"That's more interesting, isn't it?" Krull turned a deaf ear to Xavier's voice, but said in a flat tone.

Xavier's fingers paused, then smiled, and he said softly: "If you want to use the terrain to win the game, I'm afraid you've got the wrong idea."

Krull frowned: "What do you want to say?"

"The racing driver invited by the other party is much more professional than your racing driver." Xavier squinted his eyes slightly as he looked at the two racing cars at the same distance in the field.

Xavier is very clear that one of them is definitely at the level of F1, but he doesn't know which F1 driver is here to participate in this kind of private competition without standards.You must know that there are only dozens of F1 drivers even in the world. Under the circumstance of such difficulty to achieve such achievements, they already have the honor, fame and admiration they are looking for, so how could anyone come here.

Krull's expression sank, he had already felt the authenticity of Xavier's words.Because during the time they were talking, the racing driver Jeremiah had invited had left the racing driver he had invited far away!

Xavier knew that this kind of result was inevitable. At the beginning, the two were tied because the high-level player was not suitable for this kind of track. Once he got used to it, with the opponent's ability, there was no suspense in this game.An F1 racer, even if he just drives an F3000, is not something that ordinary drivers can defeat.

Sure enough, the driver to which Krul belonged was already unable to contend with this gap.Perhaps Krull had promised something before, or threatened something, and the driver started to accelerate crazily, completely ignoring the threat of the runway.

Xavier closed his eyes, there is no need to watch the game anymore...

When a racer has lost his initial composure, there is only one outcome waiting for him.

"Boom!" After a loud noise, the car shifted several times, and the people inside controlled it crazily, but even this couldn't prevent it from crashing into the guardrail outside the track.

"You lost, Krull."

Jeremiah's slightly excited and arrogant words made Krull's face pale from success.

Krull took a deep breath: "I remember our agreement was three games."

Jeremiah said mockingly: "Your driver has had an accident, do you think you can turn over?"

Krull suddenly smiled: "You are not me, how do you know that I have no one else to replace?"

Xavier felt Krull's gaze turn abruptly, and his fingers tapped the armrest.

"I remember you seem to be a racing driver too." Krull looked at Xavier and said, he didn't hide his investigation of Xavier at all.

Xavier already knew what Krull was up to.If Xavier is indeed a racing driver, it proves that his intelligence is not wrong, and it also proves that Xavier is not someone sent by the FBI.If Xavier is not a racing driver, then the chances of him being the FBI will be greatly increased. By that time, kill Xavier and blame Jeremiah. Even if Jeremiah wins the race, so what, he will still provoke the FBI. , His bets will also not be so smooth.

Even if Krull is almost certain in his heart that Xavier is an ignorant kid, he will not completely let his guard down.

Xavier looked at Krull with a peaceful expression, not at all frightened by the hidden viciousness in his words, he just said: "My appearance fee is not cheap."

"How much do you want?" Krull asked.

Xavier pondered for a moment and gave an answer: "The market price is 500 million."

Xavier looked at Krull's indifferent expression, and added: "Sterling."

Krull sneered: "I'm afraid you're not worth so much money."

Krull knew that Xavier was not talking about the price of winning the game, but that he had to pay Xavier no matter whether he won or lost.

Xavier raised his eyebrows, showing an arrogant expression that didn't match his appearance at all, and said slowly, "I don't think you have any choice now."

"No, you're wrong, you forgot what I do."

After Krull finished speaking, Xavier felt a gun against his waist.At the same time, Krull also felt that he was also held by a gun.

Krull's face was gloomy for a moment, and he actually fell into the hands of a 20-year-old boy.

"Okay, as you wish." Krull said coldly.

Xavier put away the pocket gun, and then said with a smile: "Thank you for opening the country's guns."

Krull had someone take him down to get ready.After Xavier's back disappeared, Krull sneered from his nasal cavity.

It would be a joke to have such a bold and reckless young man in the FBI!

But now it seems that there may be hope for this game.

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Xavier came to the room set up next to the track, and it can be seen that this is a place for drivers to rectify and rest.

Xavier took the racing suit handed over by the person on the side, and then walked in.

After he closed the door, Xavier's hand paused, and then he smiled and said, "Why are you here?"

Akai Shuichi was not surprised that Xavier could find him, he walked out from the shadow in the corner of the room, against the light, Xavier only saw his dark green eyes.

"Are you sure?" Akai Hideichi asked, his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

Xavier smiled, his blond hair striking even in the room: "Trust me, I think I'm pretty good at racing."

After Xavier finished speaking, he took off the jacket he was wearing, and then put on a racing suit jacket that would not hinder the movement of his upper limbs at all.As for pants, it is absolutely not acceptable to play in jeans.

Xavier put his hands on his belt, looked at Akai Shuichi standing in front of him, and asked hesitantly, "Do you mind if I take off my pants?"

Akai Hideo paused, and after two seconds, he pursed his lips: "I don't mind."

Xavier shrugged his shoulders when he heard this, and with a slight push with his slender fingers, he opened the metal belt buckle, followed by the zipper of the pants.

Slender and well-proportioned fingers flicked across the retina, Akai Shuichi's eyes couldn't help but deepen, and he tilted his head slightly uncomfortably.

Obviously they are all men...

Xavier changed clothes very quickly, and he didn't show any embarrassment at all.

After all, they are all men.

In just one minute, he changed the entire racing suit, and then he said to Akai Shuichi: "I'm going out first."

Xavier opened the door of the room, and then he heard Shuichi Akai's calm, textured voice.

"I told James I would take you home safely."

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