Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Daniel suddenly shuddered when he thought about the bloody limbs, "..."

Although this kind of bloody gift is a bit disgusting, I still feel happy when I think of Bacchus's disgusting face just now.

"Then I'll deal with the matter of retiring from the race first." There was only about ten minutes left, and it was obviously too late to make a temporary inspection and repair the car. Daniel could still distinguish what was more important than what was more important. There was no need to risk his life for an insignificant race. It's not worth it to risk your life.

After greeting Jian Qing, Daniel left and walked towards his team members.

At this time, the loudspeaker of the stadium suddenly rang, and Bacchus's voice came from inside. He talked about the bet with Jian Qing in a few words, but did not tell them about their bet.

Bacchus spoke Chinese, and everyone present understood it. In an instant, their eyes looked at Jian Qing in disbelief as she walked back to the VIP seat.

[How is it possible? That girl looks younger than me. How can she compete with Bacchus? 】

[Yes, this competition is too unfair. Bacchus is the third-ranked racing driver in the world. It would be too degrading to compare with a weak girl. 】

[Yes, what is going on? Does that girl know who she is challenging? 】

Bacchus' words were like a pot of boiling water, making the entire racing field boil.

But before they could figure it out, Daniel's voice came out from the loudspeaker again. He calmly announced that he was withdrawing from the competition because he was not feeling well and could not continue the competition.

One depth charge after another, the fans could not sit still, and the discussion continued.

[Why did Daniel temporarily withdraw from the competition? Is it related to Bacchus? 】The fans who support Daniel speculated.

[Who knows, this kind of thing has never happened before. What happened today? 】

As soon as Daniel retired from the race, the fans who came to see him became even more agitated and kept shouting his name, hoping that he would give an explanation.

Jian Qing returned to the VIP seat. Quan Jingwu stretched out his arms and brought her back to him.

"Has it been dealt with?" He looked down at her with endearing eyes.

Jian Qing smiled and nodded, "Yeah."

"Jian Qing, what did you say to Daniel? Why did he suddenly withdraw from the competition?" Han Yue turned to look at her and asked curiously.

Jian Qing ignored the looks from around her indifferently, tilted her head and leaned in Quan Jingwu's arms, "Didn't he say he wasn't feeling well?"

Han Yuemo said, "..."

Daniel looks like he can kill a cow. Is he not feeling well?

Haha, who are you kidding?

"Jian Qing, do you and Bacchus also know each other?" Quan Mingxuan asked. I always felt that just now in the audience, Bacchus looked at Jian Qing with a cruel look in his eyes.

"I don't know that kind of fly." Jian Qing said venomously, "It's off-putting."

"But Bacchus seems to hate you." Han Yue said bluntly.

If there was no grudge between the two, he would be the first to not believe it.

"I beat him once because I saw him unhappy. He is too petty and he probably still hates me." Jian Qing said slowly, without any concern about the Bacchus fans present.

"Ahem -" Han Yue almost choked on his own saliva. No wonder, Jian Qing actually beat Bacchus. Judging from this, Bacchus was beaten to the point of being unable to fight back.

It seems that if you stay with Jian Qing, you can see a lot of good things!

"Jian Qing, Bacchus is also the third-ranked racing driver in the world. Are you really sure you can beat him?" Quan Mingxuan was obviously more worried.

A flash of ridicule flashed in Jian Qing's eyes, and she smiled playfully, "Ranked third?"

If it weren't for the despicable tricks he used, it would be his turn to be in third place. With his driving skills, he wouldn't be qualified to be ranked 10th in the world.

"Yes, Jian Qing, you just told us that you only know a little bit about racing." Han Yue suddenly remembered what she just said. Look, he knew that he couldn't believe her. He wanted to talk to Buck based on his superficial knowledge. Sibei is not teasing him.

Thinking of this, Han Yue suddenly became excited, and he was curious about how good Jian Qing's driving skills were.

"Good boy, what bet did you make with him?" Quan Jingwu said quietly, and his words hit the mark.

Mentioning this, Jian Qing felt a little guilty, lowered her head and rubbed into his arms, murmuring shamelessly, "This is not important, he can't win anyway."

Quan Mingxuan gave Han Yue a look, and Han Yue smiled knowingly, turned around and left.

Quan Jingwu's purple eyes narrowed and he took her out of his arms, lifting her chin with his fingertips, "Good boy, if you don't tell me, you are not allowed to go to this game."

Ah, how can it be so threatening!

Jian Qing's face fell, "No, if I don't go, Bacchus will be upset."

"Then I'm going to kill him now, okay?" He said in a serious tone with a sinister curve on his thin lips.

Jian Qing grabbed his collar. If she told him about the bet she made with Bacchus, based on his temperament, Bacchus would not even have to play, and would just lie in the coffin.

There was a stalemate between the two, and Han Yue came back at this time, but with a strange look on his face.

Quan Mingxuan, "How is it?"

Han Yue made an OK gesture, done!

"What's the stakes?"

"Um..." Han Yue's eyes were wandering and he hesitated a little.

Jian Qing raised her eyes and looked at Han Yue, with a hint of threat in her eyes.

"Say!" Quan Jingwu said coldly.

Han Yue shuddered and spoke reflexively, pouring out the bet between Jian Qing and Bacchus.

Jian Qing had already buried herself in Quan Jingwu's chest and did not dare to look at his face.

After saying that, Han Yue felt that the temperature around him dropped sharply. Quan Mingxuan pulled him to the side and gave up the space to Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing.

When the third child is angry, they should get away as far as possible.

However, speaking of it, Jian Qing was afraid that he had really overplayed his game this time. It was not good to bet on anything but himself.

Look at Jingwu's handsome face, which is so dark that it can drip with ink. The violent aura in his body almost overturns the whole world.

"Good boy!"

His deep and cold voice sounded above her head, and Jian Qing felt bad in her heart.

Han Yue, your big mouth is really killing people!

"Good boy!" he shouted again, his voice filled with the calm before the storm.

Jian Qing knew she couldn't hide, so she raised her head from his arms and smiled, "Xiao Jing, are you angry?"

Quan Jingwu looked at her with a cold face and said nothing.

"Xiao Jing!" Jian Qing pulled his sleeve and shouted pitifully.

Quan Jingwu couldn't be hard-hearted at first. Seeing her expression, his heart softened instantly, "My dear, you can bet anything, but you can't bet yourself."

It's not that he doesn't believe her, but because of her, he can't afford to gamble.