No one thought he would lose.
Even though he was the youngest in the team, his skills were still quite good. Even if he gave her the five-meter and ten-second head start, no one believed he would lose.
Heather didnât move at first, she opened her helmet and looked back at the person: "It seems like no one has ever taught you a lesson in your life - underestimate a woman and youâll regret it."
"Is that so?" The person chuckled, clearly not taking it seriously, "Then today, you can be the one to teach me, right?"
"The price will be painful. Actually, I donât want to crush your spirit too much, in case you never recover. I donât want to destroy someone."
"Wow~~~" The onlookers loved to add fuel to the fire, finding it quite entertaining. Someone nudged Jun Tian, "Where did you find such a fiery girl?"
This kind of woman was indeed very popularâ
If it wasnât for the two scars on her face.
But now, they didnât dislike her; people like them who didnât sweat the small stuff really liked this kind of forthright and generous womanâjust platonically, as friends.
"Iâm asking for it!" The person laughed boisterously, clearly not taking it to heart.
Heatherâs lips curved up in a nonchalant smile: "Since youâre sincerely asking for it, Iâll fulfill your request."
She started the car, but to everyoneâs surprise, she didnât take off; instead, she turned around and drove ten meters behind the youngest team member, stopped the car, planted her feet on the ground, and said, "Iâll give you twenty seconds."
"Holy..." The other team membersâ exclamations of shock rose tumultuously.
Letâs set aside everything else for a moment...
When this woman mentioned those twenty seconds, wasnât she just a little bit cool?
After the shock, came resigned laughter: "Looks like weâre in for quite the show tonight."
Only Jun Tian had a mix of crying and laughter: "Sis... If you want to see me streakâjust say it... Actually... I could strip just for you in private... How about we just go home, sis?"
Heatherâs voice was cold: "Shut up."
After saying that, she addressed the youngest member who was too stunned to speak: "Are we racing or not? Donât waste my time."
"I..."
Inside, he was cursing a storm, as if a million alpacas stampeded through his heart, surging torrentially.
At this moment, there was no more talk of team dynamics, as the others were instigating: "Start, start! I really want to see the outcome."
"Damn..." The youngest cursed inwardly, feeling like he had been screwed over, "Even if I win, it wonât be a proud victory! Iâll be laughed at for life!"
But the arrow was on the bowstringâcould he not shoot it?
The team members chuckled and said, "Just start already. If you win, fine. But if you lose, itâs not just going to be about being laughed at, haha."
In fact, they were just joking; they didnât really care about the outcome anymore and took tonightâs event as mere entertainment.
How could he possibly lose?
If he did lose, how could he face living?
"Fuck it! If Iâm to die, so be it!"
Forget twenty seconds, within just a few seconds he had already disappeared from sight.
The rest of them werenât in a hurry to follow, watching Heather who was a distance away, laughing: "Girl, weâre gonna give you a little cheat: how about starting at ten seconds? Weâll just pretend itâs twenty."
Heather was in a position ready to go, her car started, looking ready to sprint off at any moment.
"Why do I suddenly feel a chill creeping up..." someone wrapped their arms around themselves, "Is it colder up on the mountain?"
"Letâs bet on whoâll win?" the remaining people started a wager.
"Nonsense, itâs gotta be the youngest, right? Itâs one thing to joke, but taking it seriously isnât great, right?"
Everyone bet on their own team member, except Jun Tian chuckled: "I bet on my Heather."