Doted by My Seven Brothers

Chapter 87 The Race

Chapter 87 The Race

Seeing this, the audience felt a bit of pity.

It was the first time for this youngest adults to participate in such a significant competition. It was nearly impossible to win unless he could fly. They thought.

Nancy was so anxious that tears rolled in her beautiful eyes.

"Well... This teenager cannot win. I just expected in vain."

"My expectations for him are quite high before, but he is too young to have any experience."

"He is just a paper tighter. I don't think he can make it."

"Nonsense!"

When a few young people next to them were discussing, a soft and sticky voice sounded fiercely crying.

Turning their heads, they met a white jade-like girl who was annoyed. The little guy looked soft but fierce. She was full of tears, making herself look pitiful without any threat.

Those young people suddenly felt at a loss. They didn't know why she was crying.

"Louis is great!"

Nancy was like a little hen who protects her cubs. She would not allow any bad words for her brother. Louis was great.

"Yes, he is awesome!"

Ivan was also on one side with Nancy at this moment. No matter how awkward he was with Louis, they were a family. After all, he was Nancy's brother.

"He is never a paper tiger but a fierce fighter."

The crowd got confused.

How did they lead the conversation to "fight"?

However, those young people knew how they had provoked this child: It was her brother that they were talking about.

This was a bit embarrassing. How could they know that the teenager's sister was sitting beside them?

At this moment, the audience suddenly exclaimed, loud enough to overturn the roof.

Nancy and Ivan quickly turned their heads to look at the big screen, only to see Louis with the locomotive jumping up. The black panther-like heavy locomotive drew a sharp and graceful arc in the air, directly surpassed two players from above, and landed on the ground.

Stared sharply ahead, the boy shot out like a cheetah after landing and went on a rampage. People in the audience could hardly catch his figure, not to say the players on the field. How dare they block in front of him? Anyway, they want to finish the race in a much safer way. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

"What the hell! Is he a mad dog?"

"I just kind of like him. It's so exciting!" The player sped up to catch up.

"Jesus, I thought Greg blocked behind him?"

The drivers ahead didn't know the situation behind them. But just listening to the cheers from the audience, they could guess that Louis must have done something extraordinary.

"Wow, he caught up with Kearney!"

Kearney was the one driving the blue and white heavy locomotive that surpassed Louis before. Louis knew that he had just made temporary cooperation with Greg.

Kearney also noticed the person chasing after him, scolding.

He accelerated his speed, trying to block Louis behind. But at the corner, the boy completely caught up and drifted to the front like a beast escaping the cage.

The rebellious teenager held the motor with one hand and raised the other, giving a thumbs-up to Kearney behind him, followed by an inverted thumbs-down gesture.

He was so arrogant but qualified.

"Ahhhh!!! Lou! Lou!"

" Lou!!!"

However, this arrogance was just the young's style. They instantly became loyal fans, calling his name with their greatest passion.

At this moment, everyone remembered this young driver, Lou!

Nancy and Ivan couldn't help standing up and shouting his name excitedly, but one called the brother and the other called Louis. Such two voices were destined to be drowned in the crowd, but they were still excited with their flushed faces and shining eyes.

"I told you that Louis is capable!"

"Yes!"

Ivan held Nancy and responded passionately. Suddenly, he got frozen.

He was supposed to have come... to boo and heckle!

How did things turn out like this? He even called his name out of excitement unthinkingly.

Ears red, Ivan covered his clean face. He couldn't believe that he had just behaved that crazy.

The young people who discussed Louis before also recovered from their excitement and looked at each other with embarrassment, especially those who said he was not optimistic about Louis, regarding him as a paper tiger. Still, they had to eat their words this time. Anyway, the race just now was incredible.

This kind of sport was of such an extreme charm. Once people were excited, they could instantly forget everything but only immersed themselves in such intense emotions.

The race was ongoing. After surpassing Kearney, Louis caught up with the second one, Kreis, with incredible speed and finally got alongside Andre in the first place.

Closer to the finish line, the two heavy locomotives overtook each other on turns. The audience's palms sweated with nervousness, hearts beating violently, and throats dried up.

Plenty of eyes stared straight at the big screen, unwilling to miss any exciting scene.

Finally, as they approached the finish line, Andre and Louis sprinted with all their strength and crossed the finish line in the blink of an eye. Those with sharp eyes already saw that the first was the black panther-like boy.

"Ahhhhh!!! Lou!"

This time, the screams were louder than ever before, like a tidal wave again and again. Some people even threw their clothes or hats up in excitement. Everyone was cheering for the boy.

Nancy smiled even brighter than the sun, held by her cousin, and shouted to cheer for Louis in her sticky voice, nearly spoiled her throat.

Realizing this condition, the little girl quickly covered her mouth with her hands. Her beautiful eyes were exceptionally bright, and she was so proud as if she had won the game herself.

Ivan smiled unconsciously, but the next second he pursed his lips tangled.

"Forget it. I'm not such a stingy person."

Thought this through, he let go of himself and laughed happily. Holding his little cousin, Ivan kissed her little face.

"He won. That's cool!"

Nancy also hugged her cousin's neck and kissed him back, raising his beautiful little chin with pride.

"Louis is amazing!"

The boy took off his helmet at the finish line, revealing his handsome face. Smiled arrogantly, he gave a thumbs up in the camera's direction and slightly spoke out a sentence. But unfortunately, no one could hear it.

Someone who understood lip language tried to translate it.

"It's like saying, 'Nancy, I won?'"

The teenager was in high spirits and full of vigor. It was in the prime of his life.