Coolest Girl in Town

Chapter 943 Jamie, the Champion Racer of Cittadel

As soon as Paul took a closer look at the style of the motorcycle, he immediately leaped up from his wheelchair and pounced on it despite having a plastered leg. He caressed the body of the motorcycle lovingly and acted as if he had just received a precious treasure.

“This silhouette, this material… It’s the latest McLaren bike that’s a limited edition. There are only three available in this world! I’m on the waiting list, and it’s been ages since I placed my order, but it has been out of stock all this while. How did you manage to get this?!” He was once again stunned by Narissa’s capabilities.

“It’s easy enough to assemble one if you can’t get it,” she said nonchalantly. “Assemble one?” His eyes widened, and he gave a thumbs up. “You’re exceptional.”

Meanwhile, Narissa did not say much but buckled her helmet and straddled the bike. “If you’re worried that you won’t be able to catch a ride here, I don’t mind sending you.”

“That’s too much to ask from you!” Although Paul rejected her offer verbally, in reality, he hopped onto the bike as soon as he finished her sentence.

“Come on. Let me experience the speed and passion of McLaren!”

She started the ignition and revved the engine almost instantly. Swoosh! Both of them swiftly disappeared in the distance along with the bike.

Fifteen minutes later, they parked the bike next to the entrance of a high-end gaming center.

She looked at the sign and lifted her transparent visors while sneering mercilessly. “Is this what you mean when you said you ‘had a race’?”

“I’ve gotten into an accident once, so I have to cherish my precious life. Let’s have some fun virtually, and once I’ve recovered from my wounds, we can go for some exciting stuff,” he said with a silly grin.

Meanwhile, she shook her head and lowered her visor before speeding off.

“Hey!” he yelled, “You left your helmet behind!”

“You can have it!”

herself free after being cooped up for so many days. Hence, she could not

and glanced at the helmet

heard the

promised to vie for the winning spot with the other party. This is the reputation of Wegas at stake here! It’d

you on about? I’ve never let anyone down, have I? Don’t worry. With me around, no one would be able to steal our number-one spot on the Death Racing

After all, you’re the best in racing among all of us, and you won’t let us down

“That’s true…”

that point, Paul was giddy from all the flattering words. He boasted as he entered his credentials into the game interface. “How

walked into the room from the entrance of

was the

the shots, so as he spoke, he naturally seemed to be

soon as they saw an unfamiliar Cittadelian, they

us here wants to serve

mockingly, and the others instantly burst into

a Cittadelian—was furious to hear that, so he flung the mouse aside as he spoke defiantly in his loudest voice with a stern expression, “What’s wrong with being a Cittadelian? I am also one, who happened to book out the entire place tonight, and I permit him to play here today! Guys, he can have the best setup in this place, and it’s all on

dare y’all be discriminative when you’re just a bunch of rats spending their lives in cybercafes? Once today’s match ends, I’ll teach you guys a lesson you’ll never

in Athesean. Subsequently, he trailed behind the shop staff and went to search for a

an hour later, Paul’s

each of them was focused on his

a Mesdran, ever since Paul started playing it, he maintained his number-one position on the entire

‘ChampionRacerOfCittadel’, had registered an account and improved significantly by winning thirty-two consecutive matches. That player was now top five on the entire server, and other than

here to seek revenge for them. This was a match that was a matter of pride, so he took things seriously and intended to teach the other

not even get the chance to overtake

it hard to believe that his opponent was so good at the game. “Based on my skills, I would never

“Someone traced their ID and found that they’re not too far from us.

club is more than fifty meters, so who else could it be