Super Spender Chapter 209

Chapter 209: Chapter 204: A Gift? Hehe

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Chapter 204: A Gift? Haha (For our Xuaky Alliance Chief, a bonus update!)

“Stop wasting your breath. Oh, by the way, it's the 2nd of August, the Qixi Festival, considered Valentine's Day in Flame Nation. As a man trying to woo a woman, what gifts have you prepared? Eh? Well, lucky lady, you get the first and only Dura Mur99 in the world.” Bryski Miller nonchalantly spoke to the female companion by his side.

The woman broke into a look of surprise, “Thank you, darling.” This woman was of course not unattractive. In fact, for a man of Bryski Miller's caliber, finding someone who matched Kay Lee's beauty wasn't tough at all. Indeed, none of the female companions of the guests present were subpar.

“One of a kind?” Finn Lewis smirked, revealing an ironic smile. He was still holding the earthy-yellow loudspeaker, so his voice resonated softly, yet clearly, for everyone to hear.

“Why? You think you could find another one? Emcee, is what you said valid?” Bryski Miller turned his head to gaze at the emcee as he spoke.

“Of course, of course, our first Dura is undoubtedly unique,” the emcee eagerly answered. On one hand, there's the main investor who bought all fifteen Dura's; on the other hand… well, without the latter, all 15 wouldn't have been sold, let alone at such a price.

But the sale had been made. Naturally, he couldn't support the latter now, so the emcee resolutely stood by Bryski Miller's side without any qualms.

“Haha, one of a kind? Emcee, correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't you going to do some performance testing of the car later? Right here on the international race track?” Finn Lewis nonchalantly remarked.

“Err… yes, our next segment is to showcase the exceptional performance of our new Dura car to all guests.” The emcee didn't know why Finn Lewis was bringing this up but he was forced to play along.

“Great, I'll show you what 'one of a kind' really means next. 'One of a kind', that's hilarious. Oh, Mr. Miller, I forgot to tell you, it's not that I don't want to compete or can't afford to. It's exactly what you and everyone here think – I'm just here to cause trouble. As for why? The Dura? Haha!” Finn Lewis ended with a meaningful “haha”. Even though there were many foreigners present, everyone probably understood the mockery and scorn in Finn Lewis's laugh.

“Talk is cheap, let's see if you can walk the walk. Emcee, isn't it time for the next item on the agenda? I'm itching to see how you demonstrate the true meaning of 'one of a kind'. Haha!” Bryski Miller immediately broke into laughter.

“Let's go.” Finn Lewis casually lifted the loudspeaker in his hand and strode towards the exit, the crowd immediately followed suit. The host, who initially had a post-event speech, could only helplessly turn around and looked at the organizer behind him. The vice president of Ford hesitated for a moment before nodding his head, signaling the host to quickly proceed to the next segment.

The moment the host announced the continuation, several dedicated shuttle cars promptly transported everyone from the press conference to the stadium's viewing stands.

“Fishy Wells, bring the car onto the track.” Upon reaching the stands, Finn Lewis immediately made a call.

At the stands, since there weren't many spectators and the racetrack had been exclusively reserved, people naturally chose the best chairs. The area was well-lit, and the host's voice soon came through the nearby loudspeakers: “Next, we will demonstrate the racecar-level performance of the Dura.”

“Our latest Dura is equipped with the newest AMGV1248V naturally aspirated engine from Flying Horse, reducing the exhaust volume to 6.8 liters. It comes with a six-speed sequential manual transmission, with a terrifying maximum horsepower of 860HP, maximum torque of 86.5KGM, 0-100km acceleration in 3-5 seconds, and a top speed of 386km/h.”

As the host announced, the racecar in the arena, painted in a subtle gold, roared to life. Although there weren't many spectators, they still gave out apt cheers; after all, it was in such a place that men could indulge in their passion for machines and hear the thrilling roar of the engine.

However, at the peak moment of the cheers, the spectators fell silent immediately, like ducks that had suddenly been choked. A car, as black as a phantom, drove onto the course from an entrance. At the sight of this phantom-like black car, everyone's eyes were irresistibly drawn to it.

“Oh, my GOD, what is that car?!” A Middle Eastern man couldn't help exclaiming in Federation Language.

Everyone's gazes were naturally drawn to it. Only from a distance could one appreciate how captivating the car's uniform black paint was. Like a black ghost, the black coat seemed to pull in every observer's gaze.

The eye-catching Goddess of Light butterfly icon in front of it made every woman present gasp in amazement. “It's so beautiful,” they whispered. Kay Lee was staring with wide-open eyes. She recognized the car without a doubt. The media reporters at the scene were thrilled, nearly stumbling out of excitement.

“Holy shit, didn't expect such a big scoop here!” Some journalists were close to bulging their eyes out. They saw the mysterious logo, the Goddess of Light butterfly! They've seen this logo before. They reported news about a rich, reckless second-generation kid who was driving a similar car and smashed a Sweat Horse H3 into pieces. Astonishingly, the car with the mysterious Goddess of Light butterfly logo was undamaged!

When they saw the video at the time, they were amazed! But the video didn't trend because despite being circulated by passers-by, most people in the comments wrote it off as a movie scene or a Photoshop job. Nobody believed that a Sweat Horse H3, known for its robustness, was smashed into pieces by a car that didn't lose a bit of paint. Could the story be any more ridiculous?

But they never thought they would see that mysterious logo here! The Goddess of Light butterfly logo, could the car be real? In real life? Although they didn't believe it at first, they couldn't recall any film with such a scene, especially a domestic movie. And now they've witnessed it in reality?!

If this news gets out, do we need to fight for the headline? This is the headline!

If this car really has such performance, your mother could ram a tank with it. This definitely is the most badass car in history!

“Hehe, now you see what I mean by a unique car, right?” Finn Lewis held up his megaphone, catching everyone's attention.

“Really? You got some knockoff car and you want to compete with Dura? If you can do that, indeed, like you said, it is indeed one of a kind. I can make a few million yuan and customize a car too. Oh, maybe it doesn't even take a few million. With a few tens of thousands, some private modding factories can turn a Hyundai into this model,” Bryski Miller responded with a mocking smile.

Finn Lewis just laughed, didn't say anything, and calmly responded, “I hope you can still laugh later. But I assure you, you surely won't be able to laugh. I just hope you don't vomit blood.” After saying this, Finn jumped out of his car, moved towards the black car, and said through his yellow megaphone in his hand, “I can test it for you to see, but I hope you won't be too scared to watch!

Oh, and remember, don't chicken out!”

After that, Finn threw his yellow megaphone on the ground. It shrieked as it broke into pieces. A few staff rushed up to clean up the mess.

The yellow megaphone now in the trash bin might be cursing Finn, but Finn couldn't hear. He'd already walked to the black car and, taking the keys from Fishy Wells, flashed her a smile and said, “Thanks.” Then he climbed into the car.

Fishy Wells just shook her head helplessly and walked towards the stands.

“Olivia,” Finn said, after stepping into the car and fastening the unique double cross seat belt.

“I'm here! Sir, you can rest assured, I will make sure that the car next to you won't even see our taillights,” Olivia responded quickly.

“You're on,” Finn said. He certainly wasn't going to drive himself. Are you kidding? Celeston City's international racetrack is known for being one of the most challenging tracks in the world. It has seven left turns and seven right turns. Plus, it's an official Fl Formula Racing Car track!

Finn made sure his seatbelt was secured and then put on his sunglasses. The black Goddess of Light car, resembling a phantom in the dark, moved up to the

Dura.

As this happened, the host must have received some cues because he suddenly announced over the loudspeaker, “Alright now, the mysterious black car driven by Mr. Lewis has appeared on the track. It will certainly allow people to compare the excellent performance of our Dura.”

Alright, I'm speechless, so here's another update from me! I hope you like the extra update! Thanks, everyone! Your supports are enormous. I can't thank you enough! You advised me to take a good rest and never compromise my health. I will definitely take your advice. Thanks a lot for your kind words! Although there might not be 3000 of us, there are over 1200 of us! I'm not scared to climb the rankings with your support! We, the Prodigal, don't buy or farm votes, but we've made it this far! I'm truly grateful to everyone! Let's keep the support coming in the form of votes! If we get them, I'll update more!

You have made great efforts to support me, so I have no choice but to reciprocate! Maybe reaching the top isn't so impossible after all! Who says the new book can't reach the top, who says a newbie can't compete with a master! To the veterans in front, protect your laurels, we're coming!

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