The main competition has been completed by four-fifths, and Hunter enters the station again. Marcus is very excited. He has a feeling that Hunter is not satisfied.

After leaving the station, Hunter set his fastest lap at Suzuka on the fifth to last lap.

Irving and Winston competed on the bend, and Charles was chasing. Before entering the bend, he was surprised to find that Hunter was chasing behind him.

"Why did this guy Penny be snatched away by someone else!"

Charles pulled the corner of his mouth, leaving Hunter no chance at all.

After leaving the Spony corner, Hunter chased Charles into the overtaking point.

The young man behind him was so calm that Charles was surprised. It was obviously a slowdown corner, but Hunter boldly delayed the brakes. Almost along the edge of the track, the wheels of the two cars at the corner almost touched each other, which made people frightened.

"Mom..." Marcus half opened his mouth.

At this moment, even time was stopped.

Until Charles made a corner ahead of the track, the audience applauded and Marcus breathed.

Although the overtaking was not successful this time, the entire fleet was in full swing.

"This kid is so good! He dares to fight Charles alone!"

“This is the most threatening challenge we have launched against top drivers!”

Charles still couldn't breathe a sigh of relief on the straight, because he knew very well that Hunter behind him was looking for opportunities to pull and follow.

"I think beautiful."

Charles snorted, rushed to the end of the straight road, and entered the last lap.

At this time, Winston was graceful in Dunlep's corner and grabbed the front of Irving.

On the same corner, Hunter chased Shire again, attracting the attention of almost all the audience and commentators. The newly debugged racing car made Hunter reach Shire with its super balance.

Shire bit his own line and once again led the way out!

At this moment, whether it was Hunter's route and decisiveness, or Charles' magical biting line, it became the most exciting contest in this game.

When Hunter crossed the line by a gap of one second to Charles, all the staff of the Marcus team hugged each other.

Marcus looked at the screen stupidly, tears streaming down his eyes. He turned around and looked at Shen Chuan, who was calmly analyzing the data for a long time.

"Thank you...Dr. Shen, without you... Hunter would not have won the fourth place..."

Fourth place is the best result achieved by all the drivers of the Marcus Racing team so far.

Hunter drove back and the whole team cheered him.

But his heart was very calm.

This time, he still failed to compete with Winston on the track.

The man was still standing on a high place, looking down at him.

Taking off the fire mask, Hunter took the towel and pressed it on his eyes.

He wanted to cry for no reason, and all kinds of congratulations in his ears failed to enter his brain.

Winston once again won the sub-station championship.

And Hunter...outside the glory of that man, he is not even his opponent now.

"Hunt, give us time...When our power unit is completed, you can definitely compete with Winston."

The heart was as if it was hit, Hunter raised his head and met Shen Chuan's eyes.

He held Shen Chuan's hand and his eyes also became hot: "Thank you, I believe you."

The post-match interview is about to begin, and Hunter sat quietly there drinking water and eating food prepared by the nutritionist.

"Hey, Hunter, your flowers!"

"Oh...thank you."

Hunter opened the card and the handwriting on it was completely unfamiliar: You burned my eyes.

"Who gave it?" Hunter asked the staff.

"It seems to be sent by the Nicky Group's board secretary."

"Nicky Group?"

Hunter grabbed the back of his head. Could it be Viven Nicky?

At this time, Marcus was about to walk towards Hunter, hugged him and kissed him twice in the face.

"Hunt! Hunt! Our baby!"

Hunter rolled his eyes: "If you call me baby again, I will press your head into the crack of the wall!"

"Wiven Nicki, the major shareholder of Nicki Group, just called us and said that we would sponsor us! Mr. Nicki is likely to become the largest shareholder of our team! Most importantly, his sponsorship will allow you to drive the best racing car!"

"Nicky..." It's really him.

"Yes, he watched the game in person! He is now your super fan!"

Hunter was a little confused.

Holding the grass! Did Vivan Nicki get rid of his brain with too much money? He ran to the club to play with a woman!

At this time, the post-match media interview with Winston began.

As Winston's number one fan, Audrey was also on the scene.

Winston answered all technical questions raised by the media with a calm attitude.

But Audrey's question was: "Your friend Evan Hunter won the best of his career. Do you have any comments on his performance in this game?"

The media looked intently in Winston, and he rarely answered questions that were not related to racing, let alone evaluating other drivers.

"He is not my friend." Winston's voice was cold.

This made the media express a regretful expression. Some people also whispered, would it be embarrassing if Hunter heard this?

"He is a person more important than a friend to me. So I feel very sorry for his performance this time because I still haven't been able to compete with him."

"But he is getting closer to you." Audrey said with a smile.

"Yes." Winston nodded.

The reporters present immediately started to brains, and various titles emerged.

What "Winston predicts that Hunter will surpass Shire to become his ultimate opponent", "The era of Winston and Hunter is coming", etc.

That night, Charles was drinking very depressedly, and Irving sat next to him.

"Hey! You said why didn't you hold the championship position! It actually made Van Winston win the championship again!"

"Okay OK! Why bother with the young man!" Owen rubbed Charle's head as if comforting the child.

"And that little devil Hunter! Did he think he could surpass me easily?"

"Of course not!" Owen nodded, raised his hand and ordered another glass of wine for Charles.

"Do you think of me?" Charles looked at Owen with his eyes slanted.

"How is that possible?" Owen smiled.

"Then why are you so perfunctory?"

Owen exhaled and stretched out his thumb to Charles: "We agreed that the Abu Dhabi station will let these two little ghosts know how powerful we are."

Charles pressed Owen's finger: "Then can you explain why you sent my wife a picture of me drinking in the bar!"

"Don't you want to divorce, your wife refuses? Let me help you!" Owen squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Help you! She is going to divide my property now!"

"You deserve it!"

"I'm going to beat you to death now!"

"Oh! Don't slap me in the face!"

The Marcus Racing team's interview invitations were too numerous to make Marcus unable to sleep.

Hunter felt comforted when he was a PR manager in his post-match interview.

He was like a naughty king who suddenly grew up. The public relations manager thought Hunter had never heard of the "official answer" at all, and he answered all the media with a smile. For a moment, the reporters all felt good about this polite big boy.

But Hunter declined after all the interviews after the press conference, as he was tired and wanted to rest.

Marcus saw that his mood was not as good as they expected, so he did not force him as before.

Hunter returned to the room and received a strange call.

"Hey, hello, I'm Evan Hunter."

"Hello, I'm Nicky. I'm waiting for you in the restaurant on the top floor of the hotel. I wonder if I can invite you to have dinner?"

"Nicky? Are you the Nicky I met in the club?" Hunter was surprised.

"Yes. If you refuse my invitation, I will tell Mr. Marcus to cancel your team's sponsorship." Nicky said half-jokingly in a naughty tone.
To be continued...