Chapter 1950

At the Eastern Underground Racetrack, the old outdoor stadium was already packed at just 5:00 pm. The stands were crammed with spectators placing bets, each holding a ticket distributed by the organizer and eagerly anticipating that their opponents wouldn't make it out alive. On the luxurious grandstand to the left of the main stage, Stanson, with a face full of scratch marks, made a pompous entrance with his subordinates. From their spot, they could clearly see all the participating motorcycles. In the top ten lineup, seven were from the Holland family. Of course, there were also some at the back to make up the numbers. Someone nearby leaned in to flatter him. "Mr. Holland, I'm here to congratulate you in advance. The Holland family will definitely win the championship today and secure the rights to host the underground races." There was an unwritten rule in the racing world: any faction that won the championship for three consecutive years would gain the right to host the race.