146: Chapter 146 This is a real big shot!

Someone in the crowd shouted out, and the motorcycle enthusiasts instantly turned their gaze toward the heavy-duty flatbed truck.

Usually, when everyone comes here to play, they basically just rev their engines and ride their beloved bikes over; no one would hire a flatbed truck.

For a motorcycle that needs to be carefully transported by a professional flatbed, you don't need to be a genius to know it's definitely not ordinary.

It's either outrageously expensive or a racing-grade motorcycle born purely for the pursuit of extreme speed.

If you want to get such a racing beast into the venue, you have no choice but to honestly hire a professional flatbed for transport.

For a moment, this suddenly appeared heavy-duty flatbed truck instantly became the absolute focus of everyone's attention.

It even forcibly stole the spotlight that Li Bingyue, the top goddess in the circle, had brought with her when she first appeared.

Under the curious gaze of the crowd, the flatbed truck parked steadily in the open space on the perimeter of the track.

The motorcycle shop owner Guo Xun jumped out of the passenger seat, sweating profusely as he directed the unloader to operate the liftgate.

Not long after, that mysterious motorcycle was steadily unloaded, with a layer of dust-proof red cloth still covering the bike body.

Just from the exaggerated outline sketched out under the red cloth, one could truly feel that this was a terrifying performance monster.

By this time, a large crowd of curious motorcycle enthusiasts had already densely surrounded the flatbed truck.

Everyone was whispering and guessing what level of divine motorcycle was hidden under that red cloth.

Zhang Qi, carrying his helmet, walked with a calm expression, bringing Li Bingyue with him as they headed toward the crowd.

Seeing the two of them approaching, the people surrounding the area immediately and consciously cleared a path.

Looking at Zhang Qi's calm and composed manner, everyone immediately realized what was going on.

Li Bingyue had just ridden a brand-new motorcycle over today, so this mysterious racing bike was most likely this man's.

Seeing Zhang Qi walk over, Guo Xun quickly trotted up to meet him, his rugged face full of a fawning smile.

He respectfully handed the special key to Zhang Qi with both hands, his tone full of obsequiousness.

"Mr. Zhang, I personally supervised the delivery of your beloved motorcycle; not even a bit of paint was chipped. Please inspect the goods."

Zhang Qi took the key quite casually and nodded slightly at Guo Xun.

He then walked straight to the motorcycle, reached out to pinch a corner of the red cloth, and with a dashing motion, pulled it off with force.

As the red cloth drifted down in an arc through the air, the Zhang Xue motorcycle that had won the six-time champion was revealed without reservation.

The red carbon fiber body shimmered with a cold metallic luster, and the exaggerated aerodynamic winglets looked extremely aggressive.

Especially the subtle battle scars left on the body during intense competitions, which added a rich, iron-blooded aura to it.

The motorcycle enthusiasts present were all fanatic fans and were more than familiar with this champion motorcycle that had shone brilliantly on the international circuit.

When everyone saw its true appearance, the venue fell into a brief, deathly silence, followed by an outburst of exclamations like a tsunami.

A fat man wearing a leather jacket had his eyes almost popping out, his voice cracking from extreme excitement.

"Holy crap, am I seeing things? Isn't that the legendary warhorse from the Zhang Xue team that won the six-time champion!"

A young man with glasses next to him was also trembling with excitement, fumbling to take out his phone to take pictures.

"Absolutely correct, look at that special exhaust modification and the exclusive livery; this is that original champion divine motorcycle!"

"But wasn't this bike bought by Boss Guo for a huge sum as a non-sale item? How did it get onto the track!"

Listening to the bursts of exclamations and discussions from the crowd, Li Bingyue stood beside Zhang Qi, her face full of pride.

She straightened her slender, tall back, and her bright, large eyes shone with a look of admiration.

Although this multi-million level champion motorcycle wasn't hers, she felt extremely proud at this moment.

Zhang Qi completely disregarded the shocked gazes around him; he calmly mounted the champion motorcycle.

He skillfully inserted the key and then pressed the ignition button.

Accompanied by a deafening, violent roar, this sleeping performance monster was instantly awakened.

The exhaust pipe spewed out hot air, and the low, deep engine sound made the eardrums of those around it hum.

Zhang Qi, feeling the intense vibration coming from between his legs, showed a slightly excited expression on his face and waved at Li Bingyue.

"Bingyue, hurry up and get on. I'll take you for a couple of good laps on the track and let you know what my strength is."

Hearing Zhang Qi's invitation, an incomparably brilliant smile instantly bloomed on Li Bingyue's stunningly beautiful face.

"Alright, I'm coming!"

She didn't hesitate at all, nimbly mounting the high-raised rear seat, her beautiful legs clamping onto the bike body.

Then, she very naturally reached out her arms to tightly hug Zhang Qi's sturdy and broad waist, pressing intimately against his back.

Although she didn't think Zhang Qi, this newbie, had any real strength, riding a champion motorcycle to speed on the track was still something to look forward to.

As for the matter of trying to persuade him...

Let's wait until after the experience to persuade him; presumably, by then, Zhang Qi himself will know the dangers of the track.

Feeling the astonishing softness coming from his back, the smile on Zhang Qi's face became even richer.

He put on his helmet, smoothly squeezed the clutch with his left hand, flicked the gear into first with his right foot, and violently twisted the throttle.

This six-time champion warhorse instantly became like a crazed red lightning bolt, rushing directly into the professional track with a violent roar.

Zhang Qi now possessed professional-level driving skills bestowed by the system, and his control over this motorcycle was superb.

When the first sharp turn arrived, not only did he not slow down, but he also precisely executed a perfect cornering maneuver.

The bike body whistled past, almost scraping the ground; that fluid, cloud-like operation left everyone dumbfounded.

The crowd remaining at the starting line, watching the backs of Zhang Qi and Li Bingyue as they sped away, completely exploded into an uproar.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, their eyes full of deep shock and unconcealable awe.

The yellow-haired youth swallowed a mouthful of saliva, shook his head with a bitter face, and his tone was filled with thick envy.

"Damn, no wonder he could easily conquer Goddess Li Bingyue; this strength is simply a dimensionality-reducing strike."

"This is a divine motorcycle that actually participated in international competitions and even won the championship!"

The fat man in the leather jacket next to him also nodded repeatedly, the fat on his face trembling along with him, his tone full of amazement.

"I heard people in the circle say before that after this bike was bought back, it was treated as a non-sale item, a treasure of the shop."

"But not only did he get this non-sale item out, looking at this situation, it's obvious he bought it outright."

"I don't know how much money it actually cost..."

"Too awesome, this is a real big shot!"

Everyone exclaimed one after another, but by this time, Zhang Qi, Li Bingyue, and that champion motorcycle had already kicked up dust and sped away.

Someone turned their head and saw Guo Xun, who had just been providing obsequious service like an ordinary employee.

"Isn't Boss Guo right there? Let's go, let's go ask around!"