Chapter 012: Extremely Dangerous Racing

When the golden futon had descended five or six meters, I saw that the round hole in the hall of the Daxiong Hall above my head had begun to slowly close.

Just when I thought that the elevator would be in the dark during the operation, I didn't expect that after only a few seconds of darkness, the surroundings gradually brightened, and when I saw the surrounding pictures clearly, I was also surprised!

Because I was surprised to see that there was a blue sky and white clouds all around, that is, except for my body and the golden futon sitting under me, there was a sunny blue sky and white clouds all around.

With the appearance of the blue sky and white clouds, the melodious music of the Great Compassion Mantra sounded again.

At that moment, I had the illusion that I was flying leisurely in the sky out of thin air like a monk with boundless power, and this wonderful ethereal inspiration made my mood completely free and fascinated, and I was soon intoxicated and unable to extricate myself.

Before I knew it, I had forgotten that I was actually following Lisa to the underground black market racing.

But I soon realized that I must be in a small cylindrical elevator, but the elevator is surrounded by flexible LCD screens, which are playing panoramic sky movies.

To test my suspicions, I tried to reach out my hands and touch the surroundings, and sure enough, I touched a smooth screen.

Suddenly, I felt a lot more relieved, if I couldn't touch anything around, like I was really sitting in the air, then I had to sit firmly, otherwise my body shook and my head was dizzy, wouldn't I fall off the golden futon?

In addition to peace of mind, I also have to admire the investors who have built this underground black market racing circuit with a lot of money, and they are indeed painstaking and willing to spend money.

Because I know that the dozens of golden futons in the Daxiong Treasure Hall are made into elevators that go directly to the underground black market racing track, and such a seamless panoramic film and television picture of the sky, this investment may cost hundreds of millions of dollars.

And I suddenly guessed that the incense and lottery must also have a deep meaning, not just a simple form, it must also contain some kind of high-tech security technology.

For example, during the incense service, there may be infrared rays scanning the pilgrim's face to confirm their identity, and comparing it with the customer information filled in when making an online appointment, and when the pilgrim holds the sticker in both hands to ask for a signature, the outer wall of the sticker may also secretly scan the fingerprint to reconfirm the identity.

Even it is not excluded that pilgrims have dangerous goods that are strictly forbidden to be carried on them, so as to ensure the absolute safety of the underground black market circuit.

Thinking of this, I am also full of anticipation for the underground black market circuit that I am about to arrive.

After about five or six minutes, I saw the blue sky and white clouds around me gradually turn into sunset, and finally completely into night.

At the moment when it turned into darkness, I saw an extremely bustling night scene of the racing circuit below, with bright lights and flashing neon lights, which was very beautiful.

The most striking thing is a glowing enclosed racing track with an irregular pattern, and the whole pattern looks like the side profile of a male lion when viewed from the air, which is very domineering.

I was sitting on a golden futon and slowly descending to the center of the racetrack below.

I could also see that about two meters away from me, Lisa was sitting on a golden futon and slowly descending.

When she saw me, she waved to me warmly, and I also waved to her politely, which was a kind of hello.

As Lisa and I slowly descended the circular transparent light-emitting elevator, the picture of the racing track below became clearer and clearer, and even the shouts of the onlookers gradually reached my ears.

I was also enthusiastic when I heard it, and I couldn't wait to go down immediately to cheer on the riders and cheer for them.

I remember Lisa mentioning the track to me before, saying that it was 8.8888 kilometers long, and I was under the impression that the F1 track was generally between 3 and 7 kilometers, and it was clear that this underground black market circuit was undoubtedly the longest track in the world.

When I was in school, in order to increase my knowledge and broaden my horizons, I used to look up the design requirements of the F1 track in the college library, saying that there are generally more turns, and as much as possible to avoid too long straight lines to control the speed of the car.

After all, when cornering, the driver will instinctively slow down to avoid sliding off the track or even overturning, but if it is a long straight line, the driver will have no scruples to press the accelerator to the end and overtake the opponent at the fastest speed, inevitably ignoring the great danger brought by super high speed.

Although this is a little less exciting, the safety of the rider is much greater.

However, when I looked at the track below from the air, I noticed that there was a particularly long straight line in it, and it was clear that this underground black market circuit was all about extreme speed, completely ignoring safety, so I could imagine that the audience would be able to see extremely exciting and crazy drag racing during the race.

However, it is not excluded that there will often be casualties caused by long-term high-speed loss of control of the car, so such a racing track can only exist underground, otherwise it will definitely be seized and ordered to close for rectification.

"Bang! boom!"

Just as I was looking down from the sky at the cars chasing each other in the track below, a loud bang came to my ears.

I saw three cars suddenly collide on a straight track, explode and roll, and quickly crash off the track and completely reduced to burning splinters.

Suddenly, the area was in flames, and screams came and went.

Obviously, it should be the speed of the car, which caused the car to lose control, and this tragedy of serial rear-end collisions and deaths occurred.

It is enough to see that although this lion-shaped track is domineering, it is also an extremely dangerous and deadly track.

I can imagine that the driver in the car must be unlucky.

However, the crowd around me ignored the life and death of the drivers, and still cheered, and that kind of insensitive mentality also made me feel cold and ashamed.

What makes me even more speechless is that there are car accidents, there is no fire truck to extinguish the fire, and there are no medical personnel to rescue, it seems that it is meaningless to save or not.

Not long after, after another series of explosions, I saw that the riders who were still struggling for help in the fire were completely reduced to ashes and no longer existed.

I don't know if they ever regret it at the moment, but I know that even if they regret it, it won't help.

At that moment, I was a little tempted to persuade Lisa to quit this deadly black market race, and it would be more meaningful to go to a regular racing race.

Although Lisa had already made an appointment and gave up, she would have to lose a million dollars, but I felt that it was not worth losing her life if it was a small matter.

What's more, she is still the sister of my buddy Yang Dong, and I can't watch her have an accident.

In addition, I thought of another thing that would not work against me, and that was that I would sit in the passenger seat of Lisa's car and race with her later.

Although the feeling of speeding at lightning speed is very exciting and unforgettable, we can't rule out that we will also die here, so we will be happy and sad.

Fortunately, I suddenly remembered that when Lisa told me the identity of the beautiful woman who gave her chocolates, I had promised her that even if she used the speed of thirty miles in this competition, I would still let her win the first place, and I thought it was very wise and prescient.

I know that the character of the Lisa River East Lion's Roar will never give up the competition easily, so the only thing I can do is to let her finish the competition safe and sound, and I am worthy of my conscience and Yang Dong's trust in me.

And the speed of 30 miles is undoubtedly the best means to ensure the safety of Lisa's life.

When I go back, I will definitely ask Yang Dong to find an opportunity to persuade her not to participate in this dangerous black market racing in the future.

And since I promised her, and made an agreement with her, I will definitely not break my promise, and no matter what, I will fulfill my promise to let her be the first in thirty miles.

Because I know that as long as I get Lisa to get the first place, she will fulfill the contract and tell me who the beautiful woman who gave her chocolates is, then I can meet the ghost wife I have been thinking about, Yan Susu.

Although I know that even if I meet that girl, the other party will probably not remember me at all, and even her name is not Yan Susu, she is completely another strange woman, then I have to give it a try, and I will never give up this opportunity.

Unless there is evidence afterwards that she is really not my ghost wife, Yan Susu, I will always find a way to secretly guard her and protect her until the day I awaken all her memories.

At that time, our family of three will be truly reunited.

As for the means by which I am sure that Lisa will win the race in the same way, I already have a plan in mind, but I can't tell Lisa the truth, because I plan to use the out-of-body method to interfere with the other drivers' races and prevent them from winning the race as they wish.

Although I am not a race car driver, I am a ghost to them when I am out of my body, and when I drive, I always feel that there is a ghost in the car, who can still have the heart to play at their best and win the race?

So I still have the confidence to scare them so much that even if Lisa pushes the cart to the finish line, they lose.

Just as I was thinking about it, I felt the golden futon under me stop, and the transparent glass cover around me slowly retracted into the futon, and then I realized that I had successfully reached the underground black market racing track.

"How's it going? Isn't it an eye-opener?"

As soon as I got up from the golden futon, Lisa came up to me and said triumphantly.

"It's an eye-opener, but don't you think that the design of this race track does not meet international standards, and the track is too long in a straight line, which is prone to car crashes and deaths? You also saw that three more drivers were killed just now. So if you really like racing, would you like to go to a regular F1 circuit in the future? I don't think this is really for you. Don't you forget, there are family members here who are concerned about your safety?"

I ignored Lisa's smug expression and said with a serious look on my face.

"What's the matter? Are you scared? It's a big deal, I'll give up this game, just pay them a million dollars. But I'll be able to win it back in the next game. As for your statement that there are still relatives here who are concerned about me, do you mean my brother who is a big carrot and my father who is afraid to see me? Maybe for them, they are happy when I die. After all, my existence is their trouble. Now I'm going to give you one last choice, to continue with the contest or to give up the contest, and if you give up, our agreement will be null and void, and you'll never want to know who the beautiful woman who gave me chocolates is. I count to three, and if you don't answer, you'll be considered to have given up. One...... 2. ......"

Lisa listened to my words, and suddenly her face became extremely angry, and she said in an unquestioning tone.

"I'll participate!"

I replied without hesitation.