Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 736: A Long-Planned Assassination

After Xiang Yu tossed the bomb into the sewer, he returned to his seat in the spectator stands to watch Su Yongzhen’s race.

At this time, all the girls in the audience had stood up, some unable to contain their excitement, began calling out loudly. Xiang Yu and his companions could barely see the scene on the racetrack from the back.

Tie Zhuzi was becoming anxious. Just as he was about to shout at the female fans in front, Xiang Yu quickly grabbed him and gestured for him not to cause trouble.

These female fans were clearly a bit crazy, and if Tie Zhuzi tried to stop them at this point, he would undoubtedly incur the disdain of the surrounding crowd. Then, another battle of words would ensue.

Xiang Yu remained seated at the back, as if he did not care about the race at all.

Meanwhile, Tie Zhuzi and Xiao Xuan also began to stand up.

On the racetrack, Su Yongzhen was without any burdens. Knowing it was his last race, he unleashed all his potential.

The course was rugged, and the road was far from smooth, testing the driver’s skills. At that moment, Su Yongzhen seemed to reach a state of unity between man and car.

What he was thinking about was not about winning or losing the race, nor the position of his current opponent. It was about how to drive faster, to surpass his former self.

The cheers all around, the commander’s voice in his earpiece, he could no longer hear any of it, as he entered a state of self-forgetfulness.

Su Yongzhen did not realize that he had fallen behind his opponents by a considerable distance. The audience, with their mouths agape, was clearly in disbelief.

They knew Su Yongzhen was a good driver, but they didn’t expect him to fall so far behind the other three competitors.

The gasps of the audience turned to calm, their eyes all focused on Su Yongzhen’s car. Even the fans of the other three teams were staring dumbfoundedly at Su Yongzhen’s car.

In their hearts, they were unconsciously cheering for Su Yongzhen, urging him to go faster, even faster.

At this moment, in the VIP stands, everyone had also begun to stand up.

One of them wore silver-rimmed sunglasses, draped in a white trench coat, holding a cigar in his hand, looking very stylish. He had been quite composed, but now he could not help but stand up as well.

This man was Wang Hongbin, the well-known wealthiest man in City Number Four. He was often involved in betting on football and car races.

And from the beginning until now, he had never lost.

This time, he was also involved in the car betting event, and he bet on Car Number Three to win. Su Yongzhen was in Car Number One, and now, with Su Yongzhen taking the lead, many shareholders sitting there were starting to feel uneasy.

"Mr. Wang, don’t worry, Su Yongzhen will definitely not win," a middle-aged man next to him said with a smile, trying to please.

"Mr. Su, Su Yongzhen was brought up by you, we will lose him this time; you won’t blame me, right?" Wang Hongbin said before turning his head to look at the middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man was Shui Zhengming, who was Su Yongzhen’s behind-the-scenes boss, and one of the major shareholders.

Shui Zhengming also smiled and said, "How could I? It’s just a disobedient race car driver. If he had seen the situation clearly back then, Mr. Wang wouldn’t have had to go to such lengths."

Wang Hongbin, hearing Shui Zhengming say this, also nodded in satisfaction, "That’s good, ten million to buy Su Yongzhen’s head, it’s worth it."

The other few bosses heard this and nodded their heads. The race was entirely a game manipulated by them. Seeing the enthusiasm of the surrounding audience, they all felt a sense of achievement.

The feeling of having full control, being able to manipulate the fate of others at will.

"Shui, where do you think would be the best place to set off the bomb?" Wang Hongbin said and then pulled out something. It was a device with a pair of antennas on top, the remote control for the bomb.

"Whenever you decide, Mr. Wang," Zhengming said with a smile.

"You press it, see how well you can seize the moment," Wang Hongbin told him, passing the remote control to Zhengming.

Zhengming shivered all over, for Su Yongzhen was the greatest treasure he had ever discovered. But for that ten million, he had no choice.

"Su Yongzhen, it’s all because you’re too arrogant. What kind of man do you think Wang Hongbin is? He’s not someone you can afford to offend," Zhengming whispered, holding the remote control.

He watched the race closely, still hoping that Su Yongzhen wouldn’t win, telling himself that if Su Yongzhen looked like he might actually win, no one could blame him then.

But strangely enough, Su Yongzhen was performing better than ever. He was so much faster than usual, leaving the other three drivers way behind.

Zhengming’s hand holding the remote control began to tremble. It wasn’t that he had never killed anyone. But to assassinate a talent like Su Yongzhen in front of a crowd, it still weighed heavily on him.

About twenty minutes had passed, and Su Yongzhen was nearing the finish line.

"Your move," Wang Hongbin said calmly, turning to look at Zhengming.

Zhengming knew this was his signal from Wang Hongbin. With a hardened heart, he closed his eyes and pressed the launch button.

Just then, an explosion sounded from the restroom in Service Area One. But because there were too many spectators and all of them were screaming, the blast failed to attract attention.

Zhengming slowly opened his eyes, expecting that Su Yongzhen would meet a fatal end. However, much to his surprise, Su Yongzhen’s car was still racing on the track, completely unharmed.

"What are you waiting for? Press it, hurry up!" Wang Hongbin cried out urgently to Zhengming.

Zhengming was taken aback and then pressed hard on the remote control. He must have been too nervous to press it properly before.

But when he pressed it again, there was still no change in Su Yongzhen’s car, and it was even closer to the finish line.

"What’s going on, Zhengming? Are you trying to get yourself killed?" Wang Hongbin was getting anxious, snatching the remote control from Zhengming, and pressing it hard.

There was no response on the race track. He looked at the remote control, pressed it several more times, but still nothing.

An infuriated Yongzhen grabbed the remote control and smashed it on the ground. The device shattered, and its parts scattered on the floor. That was when cheers erupted from the crowd.

Nearly all the spectators were shouting one name: Su Yongzhen, Su Yongzhen...

Su Yongzhen’s car successfully crossed the finish line, and he secured the championship. But what surprised him was how unusually smooth the race had gone, without any incident.

"Could it be that Xiang Yu got it wrong?" Su Yongzhen wondered to himself.

He parked his car in the lot and stepped out, helmet in hand, looking around at the audience.

The crowd, witnessing such a dashing scene, erupted with enthusiasm once again. Some of the girls even fainted from the excitement.

And about two minutes later, the other three cars arrived at high speed...