Wei Xufeng and Qi Shaoyuan strode casually out of the VIP room.
"I won! Remember to give me Boss's signed photo!" Qi Shaoyuan shrieked in delight.
To him, there was absolutely no doubt about who the winner would be.
Unlike Qi Shaoyuan, who was delighted, Wei Xufeng looked murderous and gloomy. "Impossible! How could the He family team win? He Lefeng and He Mingkai are idiots who couldn't have accomplished that. The others are trash! What could they possibly do…"
When He Lefeng had tried to mimic Death Knight's technique, he had reckoned that he would never succeed in 800 years!
As for the despicable strategy he had adopted during the final lap, he would have to be capable enough to block both cars at the same time!
Their rivals had surpassed He Lefeng both in terms of skills and technique. How could he possibly block both of them and allow that wastrel He Mingkai to clinch the championship?
