Chapter 95 The Underground Bank

"Come on, let's go for a big meal tonight!" The coach said to Wendy and others happily.

Wendy frowned and said, "Sorry. Steve and I can't go to the dinner."

The coach was a little surprised and then patted his forehead. "Oh, yeah. I almost forget that you two are going to Y City tonight. It's really troublesome for you two to come and go like this since we are not in the same city. "

Ken also said with a pity, "Both of you made big contributions to our team. Without you two, it would be boring for us to have dinner."

"We have to go back as soon as possible. We have classes tomorrow." Wendy smiled, "We couldn't have dinner together this time. Maybe next time!"

"Well, I guess we have no other choice." The coach sighed.

"Bye." Wendy and Steve waved to the others.

"Bye. Take care."

Jared drove them away, followed by several black cars.

On their way, Steve sensed there was something wrong. "We are followed by several cars. They ha

"How old are they?"

"A boy and a girl in their teens."

The boss raised the glass, took a sip and said viciously, "there are four people here, two of whom are children! Humph! Why are you so scared! Drive the irrelevant people away and ask them to come here tomorrow! Today, we will greet them in a polite way! "

"Yes, sir!" The man quickly ran out to pass on the order of the boss.

At the prize giving counter, Wendy looked around and whispered, "I feel something is wrong with him."

"Miss Wendy, you won the game. We bet a lot of money on you. I guess their boss cares about the money."

"Ahem, what are the odds for me? Will the odds be similar to that of last time's underground racing? " Wendy asked curiously.

"No. the odds should be lower. Five."

"Five is not high. They can afford an underground private bank. How can't they afford it?" With a puzzled look on her face, Wendy asked, "Jared, how much did you bet, both mine and Harold's?"