Rebirth Sweet Wife, Super Cute-Chapter 60: Skull-Masked Beauty Faces Eight Opponents

"Stay here obediently, half an hour later, I’ll bring you eighty million. You take the money, I take the person!"

Not long after Bai Haoxue left, the host excitedly took the stage, still with a stunned expression on his face.

"For those who have stayed until now, you’re in for a treat tonight. Our ’Desperate Escape’ raceway is about to host an unprecedented ’Death Race.’ Are you excited? Are you thrilled?"

"Come on... Can’t you offer something new? Isn’t tonight embarrassing enough?"

"Let’s just head home, each finding our own way. Tonight is destined to be a waste."

Those who’ve remained are evidently not holding out any hope for the race.

Actually, because Huang Tian gave up, most people left disappointed, and now there aren’t many people left.

"Hey, don’t go, you’ll regret it for life if you leave. Let me finish my words!"

Seeing that people were leaving, the host panicked and directly shouted into the microphone, "The eight consecutive ’Death Races’ tonight have not been canceled, there’s another warrior ready to challenge."

Clearly, people still weren’t interested; some were walking away, while others had already opened their car doors, ready to drive off.

The host dropped the microphone, picked up a loudspeaker, and shouted, "A beauty is challenging all eight ’Death Races,’ and she’s up against eight wealthy players. We don’t need to do eight in a row; we can just race once."

The cars that were starting suddenly stalled, and those who were about to leave stopped in their tracks, stunned.

After digesting the news, everyone looked at each other, disbelief written all over their faces.

"A one against eight???!!!!"

"And it’s a woman???!!!"

"Host, do you have any integrity left? Even if you want to create a buzz, you don’t need to be so far-fetched, not to mention lying to us."

The host cried out in grievance and simply used his trump card, "Whether I’m lying or not, please look towards the starting point of the race. They are already lined up and ready."

Spotlights lit up and nine different-colored sports cars were lined up at the starting line.

The lights specially focused on Bai Haoxue and her eye-catching green Lamborghini.

The host shouted, "See that? The beauty with the skull mask is the one against eight!!!"

"When I first heard it, I found it unbelievable, but the reality is right in front of us, we have no choice but to believe it." The host’s voice was full of excitement and enthusiasm.

Over there, Bai Haoxue looked at the referee, "Can we start?"

Beside her, one of the wealthy players said playfully, "Beauty, it’s not too late to regret now!"

"Heh... Just get the money ready!"

"Hahahaha... This chick is interesting. Just for her confidence, we should at least entertain her for a bit!" The other wealthy players began chiming in one after the other.

"Cut the crap, let’s start!" Bai Haoxue said in a deep voice.

"Alright, let’s begin!" The person gestured to the referee.

Just as everyone was preparing to start their cars, a sexy lady in a skimpy outfit in the middle of the road was waving her scarf when the host came tumbling over, sweating and panting, shouting, "Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute."

"Are you kidding me? Stopping now is like being pushed away just before the climax!"

The host, "..."

The wealthy players began to bombard the host, who laughed awkwardly and said, "Gentlemen, please calm down. The situation is that there’s another participant wanting to join the ’Death Race.’"