Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 852: The Competition That Attracts Thousands of Spectators

Chapter 852: Chapter 852: The Competition That Attracts Thousands of Spectators

Xiang Yu knew the bomb situation was orchestrated by Wang Hongbin, but the supplier of the explosives and the chosen location were someone else entirely.

Xiang Yu was most worried about those people—they were borderless, tightly organized, and generally avoided by governments.

Now, Xiang Yu was playing the role of a gang leader. Even if provoked, the other side wouldn’t harm the innocent, because harming the innocent had nothing to do with Xiang Yu.

The day of the race had finally arrived. Early that morning, throngs of reporters had already gathered outside the racetrack, eager to see the new track and deliver breaking news.

Outside the track, numerous bodyguards stood—arrangements made by Wang Ze to maintain order.

Meanwhile, in one room, Xiang Yu and his group were seated together.

Su Yongzhen appeared somewhat nervous; after all, this was the first race after the track’s completion—significant to say the least.

Moreover, their opponents were Wang Hongbin’s group, who had clearly come with malicious intent. If care wasn’t taken and they fell into a trap, it could lead to utter ruin.

"Why are you loitering around like a coward? Are you scared? I knew you were a chicken, and now you can’t even deny it," Tie Zhuzi teased Su Yongzhen.

Su Yongzhen indeed seemed tense. Standing there, he ignored Tie Zhuzi and instead turned to Xiang Yu, saying, "Brother Yu, Wang Hongbin’s people have already arrived. They’re preparing now—should we send someone to keep an eye on them?"

Although Xiang Yu didn’t let Sun Bo and Su Yongzhen get directly involved in underworld affairs, they still knew bits and pieces. Su Yongzhen’s biggest concern was Wang Hongbin playing dirty tricks.

Now, with hundreds of media outlets watching, any incident would instantly spread to every corner of the globe. They had to proceed with the utmost caution.

"Ignore everything else and focus solely on preparing for the race," Xiang Yu said calmly, sitting there.

Seeing Xiang Yu’s composed demeanor eased Su Yongzhen’s nerves considerably. The official race start was at nine; it was already 8:10.

Sun Bo glanced at his watch, then pulled out his phone and made a call.

"Open the gates and let the media professionals in first," he instructed before turning to Su Yongzhen. "Let’s head outside."

Su Yongzhen nodded, following Sun Bo as they walked out together.

Compared to Su Yongzhen, Sun Bo was far more poised—after all, Sun Bo was accustomed to dealing with big shots. He managed the vast operations of Yuran Group, making the racetrack seem like a mere small-scale venue in comparison.

When the two, along with some aides, stepped in front of the public, media representatives swarmed them, with cameras clicking and countless questions being fired off—a chaotic yet lively scene.

It was Su Yongzhen’s first time experiencing such a situation, and he found himself overwhelmed.

On the other hand, Sun Bo maintained a calm smile, politely nodding toward each media outlet.

"May I ask, is the racetrack’s construction part of Yuran Group’s planned expansion into the automotive industry?"

"President Sun, does Yuran Group have intentions to venture into other domains as well?"

"Manager Su, as the key figure behind the track’s development, is there anything you’d like to share with the public?"

The reporters barraged them with questions, nonstop. Fortunately, Sun Bo had prepared ahead, arranging for a dozen bodyguards to hold reporters at bay, allowing them to proceed smoothly toward the elevated VIP viewing area.

By now, Su Yongzhen was drenched in sweat; the bustling scene had left him feeling overwhelmed and slightly awestruck.

Standing behind them, Tie Zhuzi muttered to himself, wishing he could have his moment in the media spotlight too. However, his identity necessitated staying under the radar.

As Sun Bo and his entourage found their seats, Wang Hongbin emerged on the opposite side with his group. freewebnøvel.com

Media representatives once again surged forward to surround them.

Xiang Yu, meanwhile, stood quietly in a room, observing the fiery commotion outside. As the race’s start neared, more and more spectators arrived.

This was, after all, the first race held on the newly constructed track, and admission was free. Free tickets naturally drew crowds, reflecting the human tendency to take advantage of a bargain.

By 8:30, the audience seats were completely filled, with waves of spectators still pouring in.

Given this city’s first-ever racetrack, many locals, unfamiliar with the thrill of racing, were eager for a firsthand glimpse.

The sheer numbers eventually overwhelmed the capacity, leaving no room even to stand.

Observing the explosive atmosphere, Xiang Yu couldn’t help but feel a quiet dread—if a bomb were detonated now, countless lives would be lost.

In such a scenario, not only would the track be unsalvageable, but even Sun Bo and Su Yongzhen would be held accountable.

Standing motionlessly, Xiang Yu didn’t glance at Wang Hongbin’s group, but instead scanned through the crowd, searching for someone.

Yet, amidst a sea of people, finding an individual was far from easy.

At Wang Hongbin’s side, He Guisheng sat with a smug look, commenting, "Brother, this scene is even more packed than I had imagined."

Wang Hongbin nodded in satisfaction before asking, "Is the plan ready?"

"Don’t worry, everything is in place. Just wait a bit longer, and this spot will turn into a hellish inferno," He Guisheng sneered.

Despite having replaced Wang Li only recently, he had quickly grasped how to be merciless.

"Is the person you hired trustworthy?" Wang Hongbin questioned, eyeing He Guisheng.

He Guisheng responded proudly, "In fact, last time’s opera house explosion—he was the mastermind behind it."

Wang Hongbin nodded in approval upon hearing this. It reminded him of the previous race’s debacle, when a bomb had been placed under Su Yongzhen’s car but failed to detonate, humiliating him in front of many shareholders.

This time, Wang Hongbin was determined to reclaim his dignity. With over a hundred media outlets present, a single explosion would shake the nation, making him infamous in the underworld.

The thought alone made him tremble with excitement. Turning to He Guisheng, he remarked, "Good work. Choosing you over Wang Li was the right decision."

"Thank you for your praise, Brother," He Guisheng replied pleasantly.

His confidence was soaring in his new position. While he didn’t vocalize it, his mind had begun plotting—someday, he intended to consolidate his own power and claim everything for himself.

Meanwhile, Wang Li, standing behind them, seethed silently. Reduced to a mere nobody, he was ignored and deemed irrelevant.

After lingering for a moment, Wang Li slipped away quietly.

Around 8:40, Su Yongzhen finally arose, announcing, "I should go get ready now."

Though Su Yongzhen was the project leader, he was also a racer. Today, he had to compete personally.

With the attention of hundreds of media outlets, a victory today would skyrocket his reputation, drawing more challengers in the future and expanding his stage.

But as he was about to step out, he noticed someone skulking in a nearby corner.

Frowning, Su Yongzhen demanded, "You? What are you doing here?"