<strong>Chapter 413: Two Helpers</strong>


    It wasn’t the position Su Canye wanted to find himself in, but when Lei Shijian approached and spoke to him, he put up a brave front, despite a sore bum and not having a suitable racing car nor any cash to speak of. “I had indeed intended to win back my Bentley today, but due to some unforeseen circumstances, I’ll ask you, Wolf King, to continue to take good care of it for me a little longer,” he said.


    Su Canye did his best toe off with a lofty bearing and acted like he was expecting to win back his Bentley at any time.


    Lei Shijian’spanions couldn’t helpughing as they all knew about Su Canye, a frequent visitor at the Wild Wolf Mountain. Initially, he only participated in races in the 100 thousand to 500 thousand-dor range. Later, when he got obsessed with racing, it led him to even wager his Bentley, worth more than 2 million dors. He was seen as a spendthrift, a typical good-for-nothing from a wealthy family. Most of them despised such people from their hearts, but they still liked to engage with this lot for obvious reasons. For, without their participation, the Wild Wolf Mountain wouldn’t have be so lively.


    After all, many people came not only to enjoy the highly-charged, death-defying races, but they were also attracted by the variety of bets they could make. The wagers could be money, cars, gold, jewelry, or even women. These bets created a certain madness among theirrge following of fans, much like those who liked violent sports such as a boxing match, enthralled by the thrill and excitement of fists pummeling the human body.


    “Your Bentley is right over there. I’ve been maintaining it regrly. I’ve never treated something as gently and carefully as that car, not even my women.”


    With a look of total satisfaction on his face, Lei Shijian pointed to a row of luxury cars some distance away, and there, parked conspicuous, was the silver-white Bentley. Then, as if to express the pleasure he felt in having custody of the Bentley, he squeezed the blonde girl’s derriere next to him.


    Su Canye could see that his Bentley was being taken care of very well, which was enough for him. Feeling ted seeing his car again, he thumped Lei Shijian on his chest. “Wolf King, that’s really kind of you. You have my admiration,” he dered.


    “Hahaha…”


    Lei Shijianughed as he pulled the cigar from his mouth and exhaled an impressive column of smoke. “For this racing industry tost, we have to uphold our promises. But I still have to remind you, Young Master Su, there’s a half-month period for you to win it back, after which I can do whatever I want with your Bentley. You still have six days before the deadline.”


    “Rx. I know the rules. Later!”


    Su Canye chuckled along, but as he had no car and no gambling money, the chance to win it back would have to wait.


    Just when Su Canye turned around and was about to leave, Xiao Luo put his hand on his shoulder with a firm grip,tching on to it like steel pliers, and stopped him from walking away.


    “Who allowed you to leave?” Xiao Luo said.


    “Brother-inw, don’t be like this. We can’t get it back this time, if we force the issue, then any hope we have will turn to dust.”


    Su Canye turned his head and smiled bitterly, then whispered in Xiao Luo’s ear, “Even if you’re gonna use your Trumpchi, we don’t have enough money. My Bentley is worth 2.5 million dors. We’ll need at least 2.5 million to be eligible topete with Lei Shijian… huh? Why is it 2.5 million?”


    Su Canye started getting somewhat confused and couldn’t help scratching the back of his head.


    “That’s because you’re a two-hundred-and-five[1]!”


    Xiao Luo turned on him unceremoniously before he nced at Lei Shijian and said, “Let’s do this. The wager will be his Bentley. If I win, I’ll take it away. If I lose, you keep the 2.5 million dors.”


    “Interesting… okay, I’m up to it.”


    Lei Shijian agreed enthusiastically and beckoned someone over. A man immediately walked over to Xiao Luo with a POS machine and said, “Swipe the card, the money goes into the Wild Wolf Mountain’s public ount first.” When he noticed Xiao Luo’s strange expression, he exined, “This may be the first time you’re here, so you unaware of the rules at the Wild Wolf Mountain. This is how it works here; we do this first to avoid unnecessary conflict. Don’t worry, we won’t risk tarnishing our reputation as we intend to run the show for a very long time. Our credibility is guaranteed. As long as you win the game, the money you have swiped into our ount will be fully refunded, and you get to drive away Young Master Su’s Bentley.”


    Xiao Luo raised his eyebrows, handed his bank card to the man, and then entered the password.


    When the 2.5-million-dor receipt was printed out, Su Canye was dumbfounded. He stared at Xiao Luo and said, “Brother-inw, you… you are actually a tycoon in hiding, how blind I must be!”


    Su Canye was suddenly full of admiration for Xiao Luo, whose image was now etched in his heart, as mighty and unattainable as a mountain.


    “Shut up if you don’t wish to get kicked in the *ss again!” Xiao Luo scowled, getting tired of his incessant gibberish.


    Su Canye instantly shut his mouth. He didn’t want to risk getting kicked again by Xiao Luo. It hurt too much the first time, and his b*tthole was still feeling the pain.


    Lei Shijian smiled and asked, “What is your name, my brother?”


    Anyone who could swipe 2.5 million dors from his bank card at one go was definitely worth getting to know.


    “You don’t need to know my name. We will not meet again after this,” Xiao Luo said.


    “Wah… you’re quite a character, my friend!”


    Lei Shijian didn’t pursue the matter. He waved his hand, and a member of his team immediately handed over two sets of documents. “This is the agreement. The details of our wager are clearly stated in it. There are two copies. Stamp on it with your thumbprint, and it will take legal effect,” he exined.


    As he spoke, he had already stained his thumb in the red ink pad and stamped it at the section designated for the second party on both documents.


    Xiao Luo nced through the two agreements’ contents, and after confirming that they were correct, he duly applied his thumbprint.


    That’s it. 2.5 million dors going down the drain, right into the wolf’s den just like that!


    Su Canye was cursing in his heart, and instead of giving so much money to Lei Shijian for no good reason, wouldn’t it be better to just buy him another Bentley? He stared at Xiao Luo like he was a muttonhead and a circus clown.


    Lei Shijian retained one of the agreements for safekeeping, thenughed and said, “Hahaha, Young Master Su, inviting two helpers at once to challenge me is certainly a great honor.”


    The other Wild Wolf Mountain Motorsports team members snickered and looked at Su Canye and Xiao Luo as if they were looking at fools.


    “What do you mean?”


    Su Canye looked clueless, and he asked, “What do you mean by that? I only called my Brother-inw, when did I call someone else?”


    Lei Shijian smiled enigmatically and said, “Don’t you know, Young Master Su? That can’t be… she’s here—the woman who helped you win back your car thest two times. All the pomp you see tonight has been specially prepared for her.”


    The woman who helped me win back my car for thest two times?


    Su Canye was at aplete loss, but his eyes lit up suddenly. Could it be his sister’s BFF, Shen Qingyan?


    What the heck, what’s going on?


    Didn’t sis say that she wouldn’t help me out this time? Why did she ask Shen Qingyan toe?


    As Su Canye was still recovering from his stupor, the roaring sound of a high-performance engine rumbled by. He looked up and saw a red sports car with its two headlights on, driving by like the silhouette of a phantom shing through the night sky, before stopping at the foot of the Wild Wolf Mountain.


    “Maserati GranCabrio, it’s the Queen!”


    “She has finallye. The Wolf King has already lost to her twice. I wonder if he can redeem his reputation this time.”


    “He definitely can. In their previous two encounters, the Wolf King was driving a sports car with lower performance than this GranCabrio, but even then, he only lost by a whisker. This time, the Wolf King is driving a supercar hailed as the “Hell Devil” powered by a twelve-cylinder engine and turbocharger. Its top speed can easily hit two hundred miles per hour, so he can absolutely defeat the Queen.”


    The crowd was getting excited now. The drivers they came to watch were present now, which meant that the race was about to begin. Speed and fury were about to rouse their senses to their limits.


    Footnote:[1] Two-hundred-and-five: in Chinese ng, meaning “stupid.”


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