Chapter 82 Continue The Game

"Don't stop me. I'll kill him!" Jack yelled excitedly, tears flowing down from his eyes.

Wendy came over to calm him down, "don't get excited, Jack."

When Jack heard Wendy's voice, he turned to her and asked, "Wendy, don't you believe me?"

"I believe you won't do such a thing!" Wendy comforted him, "don't be agitated. You have to compete later. Adjust yourself first."

Although Jack always acted like a little adult, he was actually a child about eleven or twelve years old.

He must be upset now, being slandered and questioned by everyone.

Wendy patted him on the back and comforted him in a soft voice, "don't cry."

Holding Wendy in his arms, Jack trembled constantly and wiped away the tears from his face sadly.

Harold looked at the hand behind Wendy's waist. It didn't look right. He had an impulse to pull them apart.

A man in black quickly came over and handed over the document in his hand, "Mr. Harold, please have a look."

Going through the document and handed it t

hat she is going to take part in the resurrection games tomorrow morning."

"I think according to her speed, she should be the last one. Tomorrow the resurrection match she will be the last in the grid. As long as the kart in front of her can be well defended, it will be difficult for her to get to the top." Someone analyzed.

When the coach of Satan racing team saw the curve on the screen, his eyes lit up. "She runs so well! She got a perfect angle! There is a high chance of getting the first place in the resurrection! Hey, Ron, come and have a look. "

"What's wrong?" On hearing the call from a colleague, Ron trotted over.

The coach stared intently at the screen, pointing at Wendy, and said, "look at the driver of Dragon racing team."

"For what? Wasn't she too slow? Wait! " Ron gaped at the screen.

The team members looked at each other, not knowing what was wrong with the coaches.

Peter looked at the coaches' looks and then turned to the screen, gritting his teeth bitterly.