This Puta, if brought to Europe, probably wouldn't even make it into the circles. Moreover, Ning Beichen was certain that this fellow's strength was only average. If he were famous, there'd be no reason for Ning Beichen not to know him, as he had quite a few friends in this circle.
"Don't worry, boss. Whether he's Puta or Egg Tart, it's no problem. I'll turn him into scrambled eggs," Ning Beichen said to her with full confidence.
"Oh right, boss, are there any gambling pools for this kind of racing? Lend me some money, I want to bet a little. I'm broke lately," Ning Beichen whispered sneakily to Liu Yilin.
Liu Yilin, who was initially extremely worried, found that this guy had walked right into a trap himself. This made Liu Yilin so angry she wanted to beat him up.
"No, you can't participate. Let's leave here," Liu Yilin said indignantly, even abandoning her best friend behind. She was determined to stop Ning Beichen from participating in the race.
"Boss, you really don't need to worry. It's just a car race, isn't it? You forgot, I drove you away from Las Vegas in a plane. If I can fly a plane, am I still afraid of a car race?" Ning Beichen said confidently.
"No means no. I absolutely forbid it," Liu Yilin stated firmly. She couldn't reveal the reason: that her best friend was trying to harm him, having already conspired with the "Car God" to tamper with the car during the race.
"Alright then, you're the boss, you call the shots." Ning Beichen reluctantly gave up his grand plan to make money.
However, just as they were about to get into the car to leave, they saw a man with curly hair leading a group of people towards Ning Beichen, looking extremely arrogant.
"You're the contestant racing against me today?" the curly-haired man asked Ning Beichen, looking down at him condescendingly, as if his eyes were about to pop out of his head.
"He's not..." Before Liu Yilin could finish, her best friend appeared beside them and loudly declared, "It is him. He's Ning Beichen, the contestant racing against you tonight."
"Fang Qing..." Liu Yilin quickly signaled to Fang Qing, but Fang Qing either didn't see it or completely ignored her, not picking up on her hint at all.
"Good, I admire capable people the most. Are you daring enough to play something big with me?" Puta said, looking at Ning Beichen.
"Uh, your name is Egg Tart, right? Go ahead, how do you want to play?" Ning Beichen feigned being provoked and walked right into the trap, making Liu Yilin beside him fidget nervously.
"This darn scoundrel, I already stopped him, and he still charges headfirst into death's embrace." But there were some things she couldn't say. After all, even though this wasn't her arrangement, it was related to her. If she hadn't let Ning Beichen come, this wouldn't have happened.
"Sign this. We'll race to see who reaches the bottom of the mountain first. The stake is ten million. If you win, you can take it." Puta snapped his fingers, and a subordinate walked over with a chest. He opened it, revealing a box full of cash. Besides the cash, there was also a waiver of liability. Puta took the waiver and said to Ning Beichen,
"Waiver of liability? Good stuff!" Ning Beichen didn't even look at the chest of cash, but instead seemed very pleased with the waiver. This waiver was practically tailor-made for him. This Puta was truly a good person, not only giving him money but also taking responsibility off his shoulders. Where could he find such a considerate sucker?
"Alright, I agree," Ning Beichen replied immediately. But then, he felt a sharp pain in his waist. Liu Yilin had pinched him hard, bringing tears to his eyes.
"Good, good, good. Very straightforward. Then sign these documents," Puta said, fearing Ning Beichen might change his mind. He immediately handed him the waiver, along with a seal and a pen. Ning Beichen glanced at the waiver, found no issues, and no hidden traps, so he readily signed his name and even left his fingerprint, much to the fury of Liu Yilin behind him.
"Now it's settled! The documents are signed, it's too late for Ning Beichen to back out now." Puta quickly signed his name and left his fingerprint as well.
Next was the preparation time. Liu Yilin dragged Ning Beichen to a secluded spot and asked him furiously, "Ning Beichen, do you want to die? Didn't you see me signaling you all along? You... you even signed the waiver! You're truly... you're really making me furious!"
"Boss, don't be angry. That fool is offering me ten million. I'd be the fool if I refused," Ning Beichen said to her with a grin, appearing completely unconcerned.
"Money, money, money! Is money more important than your life?" Hearing this, Liu Yilin became even angrier. She pinched him a few more times, turning his skin purple and blue. Ning Beichen cried out in pain.
"Boss, boss, please show mercy! It's already signed. Can that Egg Tart let me go back on my word?" Ning Beichen said, his eyes welling up with tears.
"Ning Beichen, do you... do you really have confidence? That Puta looks malicious. I'm worried he might do something to you during the race," Liu Yilin said with some dejection. Actually, it wasn't Ning Beichen's fault. It was all her fault. Her best friend had set up this situation, so why had she inexplicably agreed? At this moment, Liu Yilin herself was unclear that her mindset had already changed. If it were in the past, she would never have thought this way.
"Boss, don't worry. We'll see who plays whom in the end," Ning Beichen winked at her, smiling slyly. Regardless of whether Liu Yilin regretted it now, the matter was settled.
Soon, the cars were ready. To show fairness, Ning Beichen could choose any car on the spot, as the minivan he drove was not suitable for racing. Ning Beichen was not polite and directly selected a blue sports car. After a test drive to check its performance, he indicated it was acceptable. Puta was driving a car he had specially transported, rumored to be custom-made and worth tens of millions. To some extent, using the same type of cars would make it fair. However, for such an illegal race, fairness simply didn't exist. If you have the ability, go get a car worth tens of millions yourself. If not, then accept your fate and don't complain about unfairness. However, although Puta's car was custom-made, the engine had the same horsepower as Ning Beichen's car, so he wouldn't be crushed in terms of speed.