Lin Yan began to analyze the situation on the race track. Only a Speed racer was behind God Z, and the rest of the team was ahead. Only if the ZH1 racers could manage to surpass the Speed racers in the remaining time would they be able to win. However, that possibility evidently wasn't realistic.
The gap between the two teams was too glaring.
Actually, Lin Yan didn't have to explain. Pei Yutang could see for himself the situation on the track.
"Sister Yan, ZH1 is bound to lose… I'm finished… Is there any way to remedy the situation?" Pei Yutang looked uptight and scared.
"I don't think so." Lin Yan shook her head.
"Does that mean I have to disband the team and crawl under that b*stard's legs? No, I can't do that. If Big Brother caught wind of this, he would beat me to death. I will never be able to race again…" Pei Yutang was pale, and beads of perspiration were rolling down his forehead.
