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Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!-Chapter 375: Never Daring to Underestimate Women Again; The Hidden Racing Master
After being slashed by Qin Xin several times, Charlie felt so frightened that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
At this moment, there was no trace of his previous arrogance. Enduring the excruciating pain from his wounds, he kneeled on the ground with a thud, and it took him a great effort to utter a complete sentence:
"Dad, sob... Can’t I just call you dad? Please spare my life and let me go. I’ve already lost the race; it’s so embarrassing. I don’t want to die, oh great dad..."
A man from A Continent calling Qin Xin dad in English, his survival instincts were indeed strong.
However, Qin Xin’s expression was as cold as ice: "Even calling me grandpa won’t help."
With swift and precise movements, she slashed a cross-shaped wound over Charlie’s heart.
The human heart, beating, encased in a membrane, was exposed before her.
Original.
No signs of any artificial intelligence.
Qin Xin was slightly disappointed.
Charlie wasn’t a robotic experimental subject. She had actually expected that—if a human modified by machines still performed so poorly in a race, then what’s the point of modifying them into robotic experimental subjects?
Charlie’s stamina, reflexes, speed, and IQ were all terribly lacking.
Qin Xin squinted: "Which factory modified your No. 1 race car?"
Charlie watched in horror as this woman casually made a hole in his heart. He swore he’d never look down on any woman for the rest of his life.
Women are truly terrifying creatures, as cruel and ruthless as they are capable of pretending to be weak.
"It... it was after last year’s championship win, our big boss pleaded with the Saint Sand (SS) Group lab in A Continent to modify it," Charlie replied honestly.
Qin Xin thought for a moment: "Are there any other experts in your A Continent racing team who didn’t come this time?"
Charlie: "I, I am the highest expert..."
Qin Xin was speechless: "Idiot."
In the race, she had noticed the performance of the No. 1 car was very strong. Even though she deliberately scraped it many times with her No. 99 car, she only scratched the surface, leaving the words "idiot," without damaging the engine or any significant auxiliary devices.
This showed that the A Continent racing team had been very successful in modifying the car.
That Saint Sand Group was not simple.
The wing symbol—could it be related to the Saint Sand Group?
Giving such a high-performance race car to Charlie was truly a waste, unless there were hidden experts in A Continent’s racing team who hadn’t come, implying the modified car wasn’t tailor-made for Charlie.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt this was highly probable.
Last season, Zhou Yu injured his ankle, and it was well-known that there was no better competitor in the empire than Zhou Yu. The A Continent team must have believed they had this race in the bag, so they randomly sent Charlie without deploying their hidden expert, which is a common strategy to conserve strength.
After all, the F1 race is points-based, and the final championship is determined by the year’s overall results.
A Continent Saint Sand Group.
Hidden racing expert.
Qin Xin memorized these two key points.
Even though Charlie wasn’t a robotic experimental subject, she managed to extract some useful information from his mouth, so the slashes weren’t in vain.
Qin Xin turned on the faucet and methodically washed her surgical blade.
Charlie’s bulging eyes were almost bursting: "Grandpa, I’ve confessed everything honestly, can you call me an ambulance..."
He watched Qin Xin washing the knife in running water, feeling like his body’s blood was flowing away just like that water, and any later, he would bleed out!
Qin Xin gave him a speechless glance: "No time. Whether you live or die depends on your luck."
Counting on luck?!
Charlie looked at Qin Xin in despair as she pushed the door open and left. He regretted intensely why he harbored malicious intents towards this girl earlier, ending up in such a miserable state.







