However, this player was injured, so he was immediately sent for treatment.

The game went on.

The commentators were dutifully commentating on the game.

"My goodness! SEVEN is fantastic! He was extremely responsive and had great race skills."

“It is exciting to watch this. He is an awesome racer!"

On the track, Sylvia was faced with three curves.

The curves were not only high but also continuous.

Seeing this kind of curves, the cars in front of Sylvia's all slowed down. Those racing drivers didn't want to take risks.

Nonetheless, Sylvia's car still moved on at a high speed. In her eyes, there was no difference between such curves and flat roads.

Dylan exclaimed, "Jeez! SEVEN is still accelerating rather than slowing down. What exactly does he want to do?"

"Does he want to die?" Another commentator called out worriedly with bloodshot eyes, "SEVEN, stop! Stop! You'll die this way!"

What SEVEN did stunned all the spectators present.

Even Franklin also could not help but gasp.

His heart was pounding and he felt it nearly bumped out of his chest. He wondered, "Is she crazy? Why is she still accelerating?"

Franklin clenched his fists, his eyes full of unease and worry. Meanwhile, all people in the VIP room of Longevity Pharmaceuticals were staring at Sylvia through the screen in shock.

Vaild asked with a pale face, "Logan ... why did you never tell us that you invited SEVEN?"

Mark also stared at SEVEN in shock and muttered, "How much did you spend? Does Sylvia know it?"

That was SEVEN!

was known as the best racing

pursuit of the championship! Danielle paled a lot

the contrary, Logan squeezed his phone and thought, "Sylvia, please slow down. The curves are high and continuous. Even if Franklin

thought, Logan realized Sylvia would never lose control. But he was still overcome with worry

also nervous in

Sylvia kept flashing

"Sweetie, I've spent little time with you in my life.

made up his

all right. Otherwise, I will follow you to heaven.” Sylvia's crazy acceleration shocked the other racing drivers as well. From where some racing drivers stood, SEVEN was just a reckless amateur. It was silly

the steering wheel. Her car was moving as smoothly

wrong with both her

rubbed

friction made numerous

second, everyone

believe

three consecutive drifts during

drifts were perfect and

more, they were

professional racing drivers could make two consecutive drifts

But SEVEN made three!

at a high speed, which showed how much he understood the car and how expert

excited and

felt even their blood

fascinated by this kind of

was amazing. What

make a drift through the curves, her skill paled a

in shock as she accelerated and frantically stepped on the gas. "How is it possible? He's

closer to Danielle's. And soon,

kept yelling, "Go, SEVEN! Go, SEVEN!" "SEVEN, you are

you are the

speedometer on the track

"600 km/h"

"700 km/h"

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