บท 74: Explosion.

Wang Yufan drove his racing car out of his garage and stationed it at the starting line, while he was waiting for his opponent to line up, his gaze once again fell on the signboard that read Friday the thirteenth, and he couldn't help but remember what Song Yan told him—- didn't she say that he was going to suffer a misfortune like never before? No, what in the world was he thinking about?