"F*ck!"
Brother Wang and the little fatso looked at each other, apparently still in disbelief to learn what accurate doomsayers they could be.
After a second in a dazed state, they made haste and shouted, "Where's the fire extinguisher? Hurry up! "
The car that was nearest to them was parked 10 meters away from the track. Since its owner dared to enter the race, then no matter how amateurish he was, he would definitely be equipped with a fire extinguisher.
In fact, earlier on when they rushed over to administer help, there were already three racing drivers with fire extinguishers in their hands. However, Huang Xu could only blame himself for being the unlucky one as all three racing drivers with fire extinguishers rushed towards Chen Yuhang's RS without second thought.
Firstly, it was probably because the damage to the car looked more serious.