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"Wendell, I am solemnly inviting you, I hope you can help us go on a racing trip, the reward or whatever, you can mention whatever you want, I have already said that as long as we can do it, we will definitely not be ambiGrediaus."

After sitting down again, Lancy looked much more composed, although the anger was still obviously forced between her eyebrows, but at least it was much better than the big grin she had when she first arrived here.

Wendell glanced at Helen, but saw that Helen's pretty face was slightly red and she averted her gaze, not meeting his eyes at all.

The corners of his mouth pulled up a slight arc, Wendell understood that Helen did not want her words to influence his decision.

After a moment of deliberation, Wendell nodded slightly and asked, "I want to ask you a question, it might be a bit presumptuous, I hope you don't mind."

"Go ahead, what kind of question?" Lancy was a little surprised, she was keenly aware that Wendell's attitude seemed to have changed a little compared to just now, could it be that Helen had persuaded him again after she left? A good sister is a good sister, although she says she won't help, she actually still helps herself secretly.

Thinking about this, Lancy couldn't help but feel anxious in her heart, and wondered if Wendell would agree.

"What I want to ask is, who are you going to race with and why, and also, why must you invite me to…… well, just these questions." Wendell picked up his coffee and took a sip, asking indifferently.

Lancy was stunned, not understanding why Wendell would suddenly ask these questions, but on second thought, if he agreed to race, these questions were indeed all closely related to him, and it wasn't strange for him to ask.

So, Lancy said truthfully, "If you agree, no surprise, the person you are racing with should be Sun Zixiong, the king of underground black cars in Granola, this person's driving skills are very powerful, very few people in the whole Granola are his opponents, so we can only look for you."

"Why do you want to race with him?" Wendell asked.

"Wendell, since your racing skills are so good, I believe you must have often shown your skills in underground racing, there are only so many places in Granola that are suitable for racing, and they each have their own turf, but this Sun Zixiong has recently been trying to steal that road that we race on, so naturally we can't tolerate it, so both sides have set up a competition next month, and if we lose would give up that road, but if we won, Sun Broman's road would also be ours." Lancy said: A bunch of fops who have nothing better to do!"

After listening to this, Wendell frowned and cursed, "If I remember well, there is only one regular racing road in Granola, and the so-called underground racing you are doing now is actually illegal."

Lancy's eyebrows knitted slightly and she was about to get angry, but when she saw Wendell's look of disgust and disdain, somehow she managed to hold back her anger.

"So what if it's illegal? Everyone plays like this, as long as there are no major problems, the police won't care." Lancy grunted.

"It's not that they don't care, it's that they don't dare to care!" Wendell disdainfully brushed his mouth, "I want to ask, Lancy, how much is your salary a month? Five thousand? Or seven thousand?"

"Why are you asking this?" Lancy hummed.

"I'm afraid that your salary for a year put together is not enough to cover the amount of money you consume in one race, right? Where did you get that much money?" Wendell snorted, "All day long you think you're great, you think you're so capable, playing racing……"

As Wendell's snicker kept ringing out, Lancy's face became increasingly ugly, and in the end, her eyes were filled with anger, almost as if she wanted to eat Wendell.

Zap!

Wendell's leg was kicked, needless to say, it must have been Helen who couldn't look away.

Wendell, however, just sneered and asked, "Miss Lancy, if I remember correctly, the reason why you knew that my driving skills were good was because we met on the morning of the 29th of September on the Pan Pemountain Highway, wasn't it?"

"So what if I did?" Lancy asked in an unkind tone.

Wendell sneered, "So what? Ha! You're really justified! Let me tell you, if it wasn't for my driving skills, with the speed of those dozens of sports cars of yours, if any ordinary person was driving a car, they would have been hit by you guys long ago, and when the time comes, car destruction and death would be light, once a chain rear-end accident happens, what kind of consequences would it cause, have you thought about it? Of course, if you guys die, then you deserve to die, but what about the people who were innocently hit?"

Lancy's face instantly changed, she bit her lips tightly, and her delicate body couldn't help but tremble a little.

However, it was undeniable that Wendell's words were right.

The night before she met Wendell on the Panshan Highway, it was because she had just made an agreement with Sun Zixiong, and someone had proposed to go to practice overnight.

As a result, that practice was overnight, and it was only after they met Wendell the next morning that they were all deeply shocked, and only then did they each go home.

Looking back now, the situation at that time was indeed as Wendell had said. With the exhausted state they were in after practicing all night, if the person driving at that time was not Wendell but an ordinary person, the probability of having an accident would have been too great.

"How can you behave like this and still have the face to come and ask me to help you with your racing? It's simply a travesty of the world! Miss Lancy, please remember that I will never, and will never, help a group of dudes who never take other people's lives seriously to go racing!"

Here, Wendell was already stern, "Also, if I ever find out that you guys still dare to act like this, the police may not dare to control you, then I will do it for the police, what you are relying on, I will find out exactly what you are relying on and deal with it together with your reliance at that time!"

"Bang!" Wendell slapped the table fiercely, "If you don't believe me, just try it!"

"Ah!" Lancy was violently startled and immediately lost her colour. Although she was a bit big-hearted, but since she grew up, no one had ever dared to talk to her like that.

"Wendell, why did you get angry for a good reason, don't get angry!" Helen saw this and hurriedly persuaded Wendell. Other people might not know, but Helen was very clear, with Wendell's status, if he really wanted to deal with Lancy and her friends, not to mention that they were defenseless, even the family they relied on, I'm afraid that in a minute, they would be destroyed in smoke and cease to exist.

Originally, Helen still had some blame in her heart for Wendell being too hard to talk to, but when she listened to those words just now, she realized that Lancy Racing was actually in such danger, which was not only dangerous for herself, but also very dangerous for others, no wonder Wendell was furious.

However, just such a good sister, Helen could not bear to watch Lancy being scolded like this, she could not help but say softly, "Lancy, actually Wendell is right, it is really too dangerous for you to play racing, how about, forget it?"

Lancy was silent, just tears welling up in her eyes.

Helen then couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, she knew this good sister's temper the best. In fact, Little Spirit was not bad in nature, only that since she grew up with divorced parents, although she never lacked in terms of money, she did not have the love of her parents.

In order to attract her parents' attention, she had been very rebellious since she was young, and as a result, she had gradually developed such a big personality. Because of this, when Helen was forced by Nelly, Helen did not tell Lancy the details because she did not want Lancy to beg her parents because of her own affairs.

Helen knew best how antipathetic Little Spirit was to her parents.

"Lancy, these words of mine are not just for you, but also for those fox friends of yours, and that whatever rival of yours, Sun Broman, please tell them that if you dare to mess up again, I will let you know what regret means!"

Wendell stood up and directly took out 2 notes and put them on the table, "Helen, that's it for today, I'll leave first."

"Wait a minute!" Lancy suddenly called out, instantly drawing the eyes of the other customers towards this side, "Wendell, who are you to lecture me? Aren't you likewise a racing expert yourself? Do you dare to guarantee that you've never participated in underground racing?"

A person with such superb car skills, if he said he had never participated in real racing, Lancy would not believe her to death, such car skills could only be honed by real intense racing, and could not be practiced normally.

Wendell frowned and shook his head in disappointment: "Really unrepentant, you still don't know to review your mistakes now, instead you still come to question me? Oh, there's no harm in telling you, I have indeed never participated in a single match, not even half a match!"

"That's not possible!" Lancy obviously didn't believe it.

Wendell gave her a disgusted look, "You love to believe it or not, but you'd better take my words to heart, otherwise, there's no pill of regret for sale in this world."

After saying that, Wendell left the cafe without looking back.

Whether he heard about it or saw it with his own eyes, there were too many incidents of such rich kids racing cars causing harm to ordinary people, and Wendell's heart had long been filled with anger. In the past, he was powerless to change this status quo, so he couldn't say anything.

But now it was different, his status and position made him capable of changing things around him, and if he still turned a blind eye to it at this time, he absolutely could not do it.

Not to mention that Lancy was Helen's friend, even if it was Helen, as long as she dared to do such a thing, he would definitely not show any mercy when he reprimanded her.

If you don't take other people's lives seriously, what respect do you get from them?

To be continued....