Chapter 985

Being watched by everyone, William didn't feel embarrassed at all. He smiled and said to Stark, who was full of displeasure, "How about I let you go first for a minute?"

25 miles is just over 40 kilometers. If the average speed is 120, it will only take 20 minutes, and if the average speed is 160, it will be 15 minutes.

But an average speed of 120 is not bad for enthusiasts, and an average speed of 160 is already a master, but for track drivers, an average speed of 160 is not enough to pass.

F1 has more than a dozen tracks, the average speed of the lowest track is 160, and the track with few corners is basically above 200.

Of course, the condition of the road is more than that of a professional track, but it is not difficult for a normal racer to run 160 all the way with a supercar.

So everyone just calculated silently in their hearts. If they only give in for a minute, it is not considered a concession at all.

Obadai blinked his eyes, pretended to be thinking, and pulled Stark to ask a few words in a low voice, and said, "Five minutes, unless you let five minutes,

And you win, each of our shareholders present is looking for you a collection of whiskey worth more than 2 million US dollars, not limited to one kind of Macallan.

If you lose, either take us on the spaceship, or give each of us one of your red supercars, and only eleven of these can be produced."

Only eleven made?

The proposal immediately aroused everyone's interest.

If only eleven cars are really produced, then there will be a lot of room for appreciation of this kind of supercar in the future.

Maybe if the news gets out, the value of the sports car will soar to 5 million US dollars, and it is even possible that the value will double every year in the future.

I thought Obaday was giving William a problem, but William looked directly at Stark and said, "I'm fine, it depends on your car skills can't reach an average speed of 160."

"You're crazy, it's just a game, do you need to work so hard?"

Stark wanted to get on the ship, but he didn't want to put William in danger, and he would be in danger himself if that was the case.

If it takes five minutes, if his car speed really reaches an average speed of 160, then if William wants to win, he must have an average speed of more than 240 to reach his destination within ten minutes.

Feeling Stark's kindness, William suddenly lost his mind to play with him.

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not crazy, let me tell you a secret, even if my car hits the wall at 200 mph, I'll be dizzy if I hit it right,

So, you want a car, unless you want a cut version, otherwise I can only say sorry, because the technology integrated in that car has already involved the metal lightweight of the spaceship, anti-collision technology, and extreme cushioning technology.”

spaceship? Metal lightweight? Anti-collision? Extreme cushioning?

Everyone quickly thought of meteorites in space, so the car at least has bulletproof function, and maybe it won't be a problem if it is concentrated by guide eggs.

But no one suspected that William was talking nonsense. The reason why he was not afraid of being bumped was because of his physical fitness and Sentinel armor. It had nothing to do with the supercar made of gold and titanium alloy.

But no one doubted his nonsense, and soon no one cared about not getting on the spaceship, even Stark looked at the red Raphael dozens of meters away.

If these technologies are used in the manufacture of cars, aircraft, or even all products related to impact, it will crush all peers in a few years.

Even in order to avoid being targeted by everyone, but only occupy the most high-end market, a large company with a level of 100 billion can be created in an instant.

Even three years later, as soon as it goes public, it will become comparable to the Stark Group.

No, civilian products are inherently more popular in the market than military products. Popularity means a larger market and brighter prospects. It seems that it is not difficult to surpass the Stark Group.

Now William is no different from the God of Wealth in everyone's eyes.

Only Obaday sighed in his heart. Unlike the others, he never thought of obtaining technology from William.

He wanted to act as an agent from William for the treatment equipment that could speed up recovery from trauma, but he hadn't gotten it for several years. It would be strange if William would release this new technology.

If he dared to force William, after seeing a living Transformer, in his opinion, it was no different from courting death.

All of them here combined cannot compare to William who can control Transformers at will in terms of force, let alone William has other forces in his hands.

Thinking of the destruction caused by those Decepticons during the New York War, Obaday couldn't help but shudder.

And when Stark heard that William said that he would not be in danger and that he would play again, he would be a fool.

Originally, he couldn't compare to William in terms of racing skills, but now he has scruples and won't be surprised.

Seeing that Tony was silent and Obady couldn't achieve his wish, he took a few breaths silently, and quickly turned his mind to business.

Although he didn't dare to snatch it, it wasn't a dangerous thing to ask, and he suspected in his heart that William had more powerful skills that he didn't reveal.

Pretending to relieve the atmosphere, he asked, "Three days ago, when I notified you to attend the board meeting, the experiment you said was in a critical period, you mean this car?"

"Of course not, it didn't take me much effort to build this car."

n's William Devonhill, everyone who had been hit in the first place, when they heard the words that didn't take much energy, everyone's face turned dark, and their eyes on William instantly became dissatisfied.

Seeing that everyone was not in the mood to talk about the competition, let alone the spaceship, William smiled and waved to Ferrari Raphael.

That car stopped at tens of meters

The red supercar outside started automatically, the engine roared a few times and drove out of the parking space towards William.

"God, this car has an autopilot system."

Looking at the wide-eyed Opadry, William smiled, and saw the sports car door open automatically, regardless of what these old men were thinking, "Does anyone want to experience what a racing car is?"

Seeing William looking over, the old man sitting next to William shook his head hurriedly, "Forget it, we old bones don't want to be frightened to have a heart attack."

"Then I'll take a step first." William shrugged, stepped on the accelerator of the supercar, and the car drove away at an extremely fast speed.

As soon as William left, Obaday suddenly said to his bodyguard, "Ask the hotel if there is a large caravan. If not, take a bus."

When the others heard this, they immediately understood that the bald man wanted to be in the car with everyone and discuss how to get some projects from William.

Together with Stark, no one thought there was anything wrong with it, looking at the captain of his bodyguard, "Happy, you are in charge of driving".

Ten minutes later, ten shareholders, plus dozens of people including their bodyguards and assistants, drove more than 20 cars, surrounded by a bus-style luxury car, left Caesars Palace, and headed for the Waterfall Stadium. go.

By the time their car left the underground parking lot, William had arrived at the Waterfall Stadium for several minutes.

When I drove the car into the stadium, I heard Sunday’s report that he had fixed the speeding monitoring on the way here, and the car’s speed would show 140, but I didn’t meet the police, so even if people knew he was speeding and wanted to find him Trouble, some lawsuits have been filed.

When the car parked in the reception area, a middle-aged man in a well-fitting suit came up quickly with a dozen waiters.

"Welcome, Mr. Devinhill, I am the manager of the Waterfall Stadium, Cook Rahn."

"Hello", William shook hands with the other party, and saw a young man who was dedicated to helping customers park their cars, he dared not go forward and drive away.

Smiling and waving to the other party, he said it's okay, then turned to Rafael's sports car road, "Find a place to park by yourself".

Immediately, under everyone's shocked eyes, the sports car automatically closed the door and drove to the parking lot not far away.

"Let's go, take me to the rest area first, and then go to the stadium together when Stark and the others come."

Hearing William's words, the stadium manager withdrew his gaze from looking at the supercar, "Ming, I understand, Mr. Devonhill."

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