"Boom——" With a loud noise, the car marked with the glaring words "Idiot" rushed out of the track and crashed towards Jack.
Charlie froze, desperately turning the steering wheel to try and avoid the collision.
However, no matter how he turned the wheel, the car continued towards Jack uncontrollably.
Jack was stunned.
He was still cursing, mouth agape, as his body was knocked down by the racing car, the wheels ruthlessly crushing his feet.
Before he could even scream, he saw a bloody segnt of his severed leg being dragged away by the wheels!
The accident on the track threw everyone from Continent A into panic.
anwhile, racing teams from other countries seized the chance, one after another, overtaking Continent A after Qin Xin’s solo championship run, winning second, third, fourth places... leaving Continent A in the last place without suspense.
And since this was the second collision on the racetrack, facing potential expulsion from the competition.
Charlie was almost carried out of the driver’s seat, completely drained.
He couldn’t understand why his car flipped and hit his teammate.
Clearly the trick they set last night on the track was not at the finish line, but at the spot where Zhou Yu flipped earlier.
With confusion filling his heart, it felt as though he was bewitched.
Looking up, he saw Qin Xin ten ters away, staring coldly at them: "The empire’s dignity doesn’t allow insults from lowly-spirited people like you, foolish sick n of Continent A!"
The so-called sick n, returned as was.
Charlie shivered inexplicably.
What did Xihe, this woman, an by saying this now?
On the stretcher, Jack, who had lost both feet and was dizzy from pain, broke out in a cold sweat: Xihe could actually speak and understand Continent A’s language! Had she actually overheard his cursing just now?
And yet, she remains calm until now?
This woman is indeed unfathomable.
He struggled to protest with his last bit of strength: "It’s this woman, Xihe calculated against us, she is seeking revenge!"
Because last year, it was them who injured Zhou Yu’s ankle.
He deeply suspected that this woman was avenging Zhou Yu, deliberately crippling his feet.
However, according to Jack’s protest, the competition committee dispatched personnel to ticulously check Charlie’s car front and back for a long ti, but found no issue causing the flip.
The car wheels were rely covered in mud, so grass leaves and flower petals.
No traces of human intervention.
The protest was declared invalid by the referee.
Since it was Continent A’s own car hitting their own player, it’s a matter isolated from others, they must assu responsibility themselves.
In such a bewildering episode, the race ended.
The committee announced the rankings of all players’ results, Qin Xin’s 1 minute and 1 second, remarkably striking and outstanding, overshadowed all other results.
Applause thundered again, honoring that one, the only female racer in the top tier of international racing!
A woman, leaving all the n far behind.
Who dares to say won are inferior to n anymore?
Especially many female spectators in the audience, with tears in their eyes, regardless of nationality, paid tribute to Qin Xin’s prowess.
Yet, when everyone searched for the charming "Xihe" goddess, they found that the goddess was no longer in the arena.
She ca and went like a gust of wind, so mysterious!
Zhou Yu sat on the resting chair, also with tears in her eyes, looking towards where Qin Xin had disappeared.
She had replaced the black-and-white racing suit with her original simple school uniform, donned a now very popular and modest green hat.
Returning to the distant coach’s seat.
Lonely and sowhat desolate.
Like the most ordinary plain-looking schoolgirl.
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