Hexagonal God

Chapter 188: Going to crash!

During this period, the business of the small bar has been very good.

After the initial boom, the business situation has gradually stabilized.

Of course, this stability is relative. Compared with other bars, the situation here is still booming.

The daily net profit has never been less than 500,000, and the average profit is over 600,000.

After more than half a month of opening, in addition to employee expenses, taxes, purchases, etc., there are now more than 10 million in the account. Chen Qing directly transferred 12 million to Su Mo.

Su Tang Entertainment received a little less, transferring six million to Su Mo, which was only half of the amount from the small bar.

The main reason is that the current development of Su Tang Entertainment is too restricted. The headquarters is too small, and the anchors are distributed all over the world. Only one place in Chengdu is far from enough.

The current profit of six million is already heaven compared to other guilds.

Su Mo told Li Ziqi that he would bring people to Chengdu the day after tomorrow. He would buy a building here as the headquarters soon, and the recruitment of online anchors could start immediately.

With these 18 million, plus the more than 32 million in Su Mo's hands, he already had 50 million in his hands before the competition started.

After thinking about it, Su Mo asked the drinking water company to transfer another 30 million to him from its account.

If you want to pour it temporarily, of course the more the better.

At this time, Su Mo opened the system and installed the racing driver skill directly into the Grandmaster Peak Equipment column.

He would never be able to reach the Grandmaster level with this skill on his own, so he might as well use it now.

【Make sure to permanently strengthen the driver's skills.】

[Congratulations to the host, the driver's skills have reached the peak of the Grandmaster level.]

You are the fastest man in the racing world. You can control any type of car as if you were one with it. With a natural familiarity with this industry, you know how to achieve the fastest speed and avoid risks.

[While you are driving, neither you nor the car will ever be seriously harmed. However, do not commit suicide. Even the gods cannot save you.]

After reading the system prompts, Su Mo was overjoyed.

He will never be seriously hurt, which means that as long as he doesn't drive his car off the cliff, he will basically be fine.

This is no less than a life-saving skill. Do you know what the rich people fear most nowadays?
Everything they eat and use is the best. They have endless money and are cared for by professional doctors all year round, so they basically don't suffer from major illnesses.

What they fear most is accidents, and the most common accidents are car accidents.

Su Mo will not be seriously injured, and neither will the car, so it is basically safe.

If this skill was sold for 1 billion, Su Mo would buy it without hesitation.

Now his skills are superior to everyone else on this planet, basically on par with Schumacher in his prime and best condition.

It is absolutely no exaggeration to say that he is the best in racing.

So participating in this competition is like a dimensionality reduction attack.

He looked at his bet amount. Although 3 to 1 was considered high, few people were optimistic about him. Ning Yan and the others bet 13 million on him. Apart from them, there were still only 350,000 bets.

Those who praised it and vowed to place their bets have all disappeared without a trace.

With the actions of Ning Yan and others, everyone's bets became more evenly distributed, and one of the two generals beside Qin Ben was now only ranked in the middle.

Su Mo's bet was three to one, and the last person who joined as a temporary substitute had a bet of four to one, which was even worse than Su Mo's. No one bet on him at all.

As of one minute before the start of the game, the total amount of bets was only over 140 million.

Until one minute before the game started, the betting amount suddenly changed.

Someone bet 50 million on the last-ranked substitute.

Su Mo also had an extra 80 million, which he bet himself.

If only one person does this, then there is definitely something fishy about the competition. The final amount of money entered is obviously for the purpose of reaping the benefits.

But now two people raised the bet at the same time, which made the situation confusing.

Qin Ben finally reacted after the betting was over.

"Did Su Mo bet these 80 million himself?"

"That should be the case. The 93 million he has now is all staked by his own people."

"I miscalculated. I didn't expect this guy to be so clueless. I thought 50 million was enough to take the entire gambling pool. I should have added another 20 million."

"That's enough, Brother Qin. This operation has been very successful. We've got 150 million."

"That's true. People should learn to be content. Go reserve a table. Let's celebrate tonight. Each of you will give two million."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

Su Mo bet 80 million at the last moment, which made Liao Jingxiang, Ning Yan and others worried.

His skills are indeed good, but it is too difficult to win such a crucial game.

Chen Xingyu seemed to have noticed some problems at this moment.

"Something's not right. The last 50 million came too suddenly. The last person to come in is probably one of them."

Yu Huadong beside him also nodded: "It's very likely that the person who sprained his ankle earlier might have been a smokescreen they set up to lure everyone into a trap."

Zhang Xi's eyes were filled with anger. "He's not trying to trick outsiders, he's planning to trick everyone in the club, like us, who know the situation."

"This person is really shady. Su Mo might have fallen into this trap."

"I really want to beat up this jerk to vent my anger. Yu Huadong, your father is the director of the Municipal Bureau. It won't be a problem if we go to the police station."

Yu Huadong also gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay. What a bullshit King of Shanghai! If it weren't for my old man being careful about the impact and not letting me do anything wrong, I would have beaten this little jerk a long time ago."

Everyone felt a little regretful. Despite being so careful, they were still fooled. However, the matter was done now. There was nothing anyone could say and they could only wait and see.

Su Mo's car also entered the track and was in the third row.

He looked around and saw that the last substitute who came on was on his left, driving a Lamborghini.

As for Qin Ben's younger brother, as Liao Jingxiang and the others had mentioned, he was in the front row, driving a Porsche 911. The car was in average condition, with some areas clearly repainted, suggesting it had been crashed numerous times. This made Su Mo slightly puzzled. The 911 was only considered an entry-level model in supercar clubs, and many clubs required a minimum membership of a million-dollar supercar like a 911.

The performance of this car is indeed good, but it is not good enough in a club full of luxury cars.

Driving a battered 911 onto the track would essentially mean giving up the championship.

Su Mo didn't believe that Qin Ben and the others would miss this important game. There must be something wrong.

Glancing at the car to his left, the man's expression was unusually calm, not even looking like a newcomer to the track.

Su Mo had some ideas in his mind and he must win this game.

Start the car, shift into gear and step on the clutch, ready to go at any time.

The feeling at this time was completely different. Su Mo could clearly perceive the state of the car, just like sensing the state of his own body. This was probably what the system called the unity of man and car.

As the starting gun sounded, the cars rushed out one after another.

Su Mo didn't exert any strength at the beginning.

Now the gap between him and these amateur racers is too big. He ran too fast at the beginning and easily missed laps later.

It’s better to be low-key when competing with these amateur idiots.

It runs in a standard manner, turns smoothly, accelerates when it should, and grabs a position when it should.

After five laps, three cars had problems and retired from the race, leaving nine cars on the field.

Su Mo came to the fifth position. In front of him, Lamborghini and Porsche 911 were in the second and third positions respectively.

The first place is a McLaren GT, and the fourth place is also a Ferrari.

Su Mo maintained the speed and continued to move forward steadily.

Ten laps passed quickly, and the last two cars, after being lapped one after another, felt that victory was hopeless and automatically withdrew from the race.

By the fifteenth lap, the Ferrari in front of Su Mo was being closely followed by Su Mo, and the pressure was huge. When turning, he accidentally slipped off the track.

Liao Jingxiang's voice came from Su Mo's headphones.

"Su Mo, hold on. You're fourth now. There are only six cars left on the field."

The race lasted a total of twenty laps. By the sixteenth lap, Su Mo began to gradually exert his strength.

He drifted easily while turning, and accelerated without any delay, gradually closing the gap with the first group.

The competition in the first group in front was also very fierce.

McLaren was being chased by Porsche and Lamborghini, and problems finally arose.

When turning, the Porsche 911 suddenly accelerated violently and forced its way into the inner lane.

This was a dangerous move, and a collision did occur.

The McLaren driver was obviously inexperienced and steered the car too hard, resulting in the Porsche using the force to push him off the track.

The car hit the tire wall on the side of the road and the hood was lifted off.

The car was emitting white smoke and had to be taken to a repair shop.

After dealing with McLaren, the only ones left in the first group were Su Mo, Porsche and Lamborghini.

The collision just now also had an impact on the Porsche, and the right door of the car was dented.

The wheels were a bit unstable, swaying from side to side, and there was a problem with the tire balance of the front wheels.

At this time, Porsche suddenly gave up the inside lane, allowing Lamborghini to overtake smoothly.

It was already the nineteenth lap of the track, and Porsche's move was undoubtedly to protect Lamborghini.

At this time, the only car that could pose a threat to Lamborghini was Su Mo's Ferrari, and the two cars behind were just there to make up the numbers.

The Porsche gave way to the Lamborghini, and then stuck in front of Su Mo, trying to escort the Lamborghini all the way to the finish line.

The audience on the stage finally cursed at this moment.

Lamborghini was the last person to come in as a substitute. No one knew him, no one cared about him, and no one bet on him.

The odds were 4 to 1, and at the last moment, 50 million was thrown in, which clearly showed that they were going to reap the profits from the gambling pool.

"Fuck! That's such an ugly way of eating!"

"Whose people are these last ones to come in? They're taking us for fools!"

"I know who it is. He even betrayed everyone in the club. What a bastard!"

"I'm going to find the president and kick this bastard out of the club. We can't have fun with him here."

"Just save your money. 20% of the winnings from this competition went to Huang. Do you think he'll help you?"

"Su Mo lost even more miserably. His skills were actually pretty good, but he was tricked and couldn't catch up in the last lap."

There were only one and a half laps left in the race. With the Porsche blocking the way, the Lamborghini was about to widen the gap with Su Mo.

There was a big bend ahead, and the Porsche took the bend at a speed of 190 kilometers per hour, leaving no chance for Su Mo behind.

But at this moment, Ferrari suddenly accelerated!
The sign on the other side of the bend directly displays the cornering speed: 218 kilometers!

For junior racers, the speed through large turns is between 180-190.

A good racing driver can take a corner at a speed of 190-200.

God-level drivers will take corners at a speed of 200-220.

Su Mo's speed of 218 km/h is outstanding among the masters!

If this cornering speed is completed successfully, you can overtake on the curve!
The Porsche driver also realized this and stuck to the outer lane, even slowing down noticeably.

This is an extremely dangerous action, we're going to crash!

(End of this chapter)