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Hearing Ye Chen's words, Ding Bo and the rider standing next to him, Sun Hao, turned pale.

Ding Bo had arranged for Sun Hao to train here for a few days some time ago.

But it was all in the early morning when no one was around.

But how did Ye Chen know about it.

A few riders who often came to race suddenly said, "I remember, a few days ago I saw this motorcycle and this rider often come here to train."

Wang Congcong heard the sudden anger and scolded, "Ding Bo, you son of a bitch is even plotting me, you let your riders secretly come to train when you said that the riders are all running this track for the first time."

Naturally, Ding Bo couldn't admit, "Bullshit, it's also my driver's first time running this track, what evidence do you have that my driver has practiced."

"You still won't admit it even though someone has seen it?"

"See, is there video evidence of video footage? My driver obviously just came to Mordor today, if you can't lose, don't play."

Ye Chen listened and stopped Wang Cong Cong who was about to get mad: "It's okay, Cong Cong your driver strength should be above the other, it's already rare for the other to be familiar with the track and only lose a few centimeters."

Ding Bo snorted, "Kid, what are you pretending like you're racing as if you're so awesome, if you're awesome, you race with my driver?"

Ye Chen smiled, "Than can, but you have to raise the stakes."

"What kind of stakes?" Ding Bo asked.

"If I lose, this motorcycle will be given to you, and I'll call you another twenty million, as for calling father forget it, I'm not interested in such an unfilial son like you, so let's call uncle."

The crowd was shocked at the wager Ye Chen offered.

This kid was so confident.

Ding Bo's gaze was cold: "Well, kid, aren't you going to compete with me? I'll fulfill you, but I'll add ten million to that, do you dare, I'll offer thirty million."

Ye Chen shook his head, "Your bet isn't enough, my motorcycle is twenty-five million, plus twenty million is forty-five million, do you think that's enough money to gamble with me?"

Ding Bo gritted his teeth, "Okay, then I'll add another twenty million."

The scene was in an uproar, a fifty million dollar bet was a first since the racing track was established.

Ye Chen nodded his head and said, "No problem!"

Ding Bo put out fifty million, while Ye Chen raised five million.

At this time, Ding Bo was a little nervous.

Fifty million, but his entire family fortune.

Although his family was rich, this was all that his dad had saved up for him in pocket money.

If he lost, he would lose everything he had.

The driver beside him, Sun Hao; "Mr. Ding, don't worry, I know all the powerful riders in China, this kid is a new face, he should be a newcomer, I have no problem winning him."

Ding Bo took a deep breath, "If you win, your pay will be doubled."

After all, the people watching the battle around were all rich second generation in the magic circle.

Ding Bo was very good-looking again.

Naturally, such an occasion cannot be encouraged.

The wealthy onlookers who heard about the bet also sucked in a breath of cold air.

One person fifty million, two people is hundreds of millions.

These two people were crazy, they really dared to gamble.

"Today's ticket is worth the money, but I can't believe I'm seeing such a bold gamble."

Sister Hua was also stunned.

It was within her expectation that Ding Bo was very lofty, but it was unexpected that Ye Chen was so lofty as well.

She basically knew all the rich second generation in the circle, but she had never heard of one named Ye Chen ah.

In fact, Sister Hua wouldn't have thought that Ye Chen wasn't a rich second generation at all, but he was a rich generation.

For a bet of fifty million dollars, Sister Hua alone could extract five million dollars of profit, then she would make ten million dollars.

This was her annual business income.

Sister Hua extracted the dividend: "Since the two of you want to race, I'll arrange it, you guys get ready, the race will start in half an hour."

On the other side, Ding Bo's driver Sun Hao was adjusting his car with a nervous face.

Ye Chen, on the other hand, was leaning on the railing and laughing with Zhao Ying, not nervous at all.

Wang Cong Cong came over, "Brother Ye, this kid is a great driver, you don't make preparations."

Ye Chen smiled, "There's nothing to prepare for, that rider isn't my opponent."

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Wang Cong Cong was stunned.

This kid was so confident.

But after all, people were competing, and he was too embarrassed to say anything even if he was just a spectator.

Zhao Ying whispered, "Ye Chen, you can really race that rider?"

After all, 50 million was not a small amount, Ye Chen was the one who brought her to the match, if she really lost, then Zhao Ying would also blame herself.

Ye Chen said, "Don't worry, by the way, are you interested in riding in my car later?"

"Ah, can I?"

Ye Chen smiled, "Of course I can, but my car is fast, do you dare to ride it?"

Zhao Ying took a deep breath, "Okay, I'll sit."

Soon half an hour passed and Ye Chen rode his motorcycle to the starting line.

Seeing Ye Chen with Zhao Ying behind his car, Hua reminded, "Ye Chen, motorcycle race bringing people will affect the speed and performance."

Ye Chen smiled, "Don't worry, it's easy for me to win the other side even if I bring someone."

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Sun Hao on the side was going to explode with anger.

Competing with him and even bringing people, this was obviously looking down on him.

Sun Hao gritted his teeth, this match was going to be won no matter what.

If you really lose to this rookie, you won't be in the racing world anymore.

Hua stood in the middle of the two cars.

Her hand went up into the air and counted down.

3!

2!

1!

Handkerchief thrown down.

The two motorcycles whistled out.

Zhao Ying hugged Ye Chen tightly, feeling the cold wind whooshing on both sides.

Eventually, Zhao Ying felt like she was flying.

After all, Ye Chen's motorcycles with people affected the speed, so as soon as they set off, Ye Chen was half a parking space behind.

"Idiot, had to bring someone, doesn't he know that a few seconds of a motorcycle race can affect the outcome?"

A teasing smile on Dimbaugh's face, he's going to win this fight.

The audience was also staring at the big screen closely.

This was a hundred million dollar gamble, it was so damn exciting.

Ye Chen hadn't run this track before, but he had just watched it once and he knew the track like the back of his hand.

Ye Chen activated the upgrade motorcycle skill, and this motorcycle was as if it was merged with him.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the first corner.

Everyone stared closely at the big screen, such corners were often the key to splitting the race.

When they saw the curve, as the first one was an obtuse corner, both of them did not slow down, but rushed through.

Boom Boom!

The two motorcycles sidestepped almost simultaneously.

Zzzz!

The sound of motorcycle tires irritating the ground made one's heart clench.

The first corner passed and Sun Hao was already one parking space ahead of Ye Chen.

Seeing this scene, a teasing smile appeared on Ding Bo's face.

A gap of one parking space was too hard to catch up against a top driver like Sun Hao.

At this moment, in front of the big screen, the drivers supporting Sun Hao were all shouting excitedly.