CHAPTER 690: ZOOM CLUB 9

"That was ….. Razor, what do you think about what happened?" one of Razor's friends didn't know what to say honestly but he was curious. So, he asked.

Razor closed his eyes as the whole race flashed through his mind. He clenched his fists worriedly the more he went over it repeatedly.

He snapped his eyes open and guffawed at his friend and without saying a word; he left, leaving everyone baffled but with amusement in their eyes.

When had they ever seen him suffering like that?

They couldn't wait to see an interesting race later.

"How about we visit the betting center?" someone suggested with a knowing smile and all the people gathered there looked at each other with an understanding smile.

"Sure. They should be open by now, right?"

"Hehe, will we make money or lose it?"

"I don't know, but I am going to be a double agent. Whoever wins, I will earn some money."

"Haha, what a good idea!"

"Let's go!"