Soon, Wendy came to the thirty-fifth lap. It was almost the time to change tires. The team members all went to the pit stop to get ready.

Clenching his fists, Steve turned his head and stared at Allen. He would like to see if this person was really someone else's pawn.

Holding the steering wheel tightly, Wendy said to the radio calmly, "I'll have my tires changed after this lap."

"Got it." As soon as one of the staff received the news, he quickly walked over to inform everyone, "Everyone, get ready. Wendy is about to enter the pit."

"Allen, don't be nervous. Just perform as normal as yesterday." A colleague comforted him.

"What? What did you say? " Allen didn't understand Chinese and looked at everyone blankly.

"I forget that he can't speak Chinese."

Fortunately, one of them was good at English. He translated the colleague's words into English and told him. Allen understood and nodded, "OK!"

This was a simple word that everyone knew its meaning.

Allen looked at the direction in which the

second section was about to end. Wendy had just set out from the pit stop, and she had fallen to the end.

She estimated her result and tried her best to raise her speed to catch up.

Ken and the coach looked at the big screen with face changed.

At the end of the second section of the race, Wendy was eliminated.

The atmosphere within Dragon was depressing. A good ranking was of great importance in the final. In the first two times, Wendy had got the pole position and was the first to set out, but this time, an accident happened.

The team members looked at Allen and wanted to skin him alive.

The spectators at the scene felt sorry for Wendy and some of her fans couldn't help crying.

"Don't you know how to train good mechanics, Dragon? Really! "

"Where did Dragon find this rare 'talent'? I'm really impressed! "

"It's all his fault. If it weren't for him, Wendy wouldn't have been eliminated in the second section!"

"I'm just guessing. Are you sure this person is not sent by their enemy?"