Chen Yang said indifferently: "Sure!"
Bald Gang sneered: "Good, kid, get ready to say goodbye to your hands! I'm going to show you what real driving skills are!"
...
With one minute to the start of the race, the staff checked Bald Gang's vehicle but ignored Chen Yang.
Chen Yang didn't care either, because the moment he got into the car, he could already sense the general condition of the vehicle.
One minute later, Bald Gang and Chen Yang were side by side at the starting line, about a meter apart.
Bald Gang looked at Chen Yang with disdain, thinking to himself how he would lap Chen Yang several times.
After the whistle blew, Bald Gang immediately started to rev the engine, but before he could fully accelerate, he felt the ground shake and a gust of wind arose beside him, followed by the roar of a huge engine and the pungent smell of exhaust fumes invading his nostrils.
Bald Gang instinctively looked ahead and saw Chen Yang on the bike already a hundred meters away.
