A deal with the devil

Chapter 132
The man who had snatched Tomas‘ phone pointed at the race cars parked in the training lot and shouted furiously. Several men
immediately grabbed their iron rods and charged at the cars without pause.
At that moment, a few more men entered from outside, adding to the chaos. A dozen men surged forward, raising their weapons
and smashing the cars with all their strength. Each strike was more brutal than the last.
“Stop it! Please, I beg you, stop!”
Tomas limped after them, desperately trying to stop the destruction, but one of the men licked him hard, sending him sprawling to
the ground.
Watching his last hope being destroyed piece by piece, Tomas‘ heart sank into despair. His body trembled violently as he
whispered through clenched teeth, “It’s all gone..everything is gone.”
In front of him, over twenty race cars had been reduced to wreckage. Among them were two commercial sponsor cars that
Sabrina had not yet picked up. Together, those two cars alone were worth millions
The Turbo Impact Racing Team had been completely destroyed.
The attackers marched through the grounds and smashed everything in their path. Several staff members outside had tried to

intervene but ended up injured.
Fortunately, the attackers focused on the race cars, not the people. The staff members escaped with only minor cuts and
bruises.
However, all their phones had been smashed, and the internet and phone lines had been torn out, making it impossible for
anyone to call for help.
Once they finished destroying the cars, the man in charge threw the phone back at the fallen Tomas
He pointed at him with a sneer, “Take a good look at that pile of junk you’re sitting on prime land, but what use is it? All you’ve
produced is garbage. You might as well give this place to someone who knows how to use it.”
With that, the group of men strutted out of the Turbo Impact Racing Team’s grounds, leaving behind a trail of destruction.

Charlie stumbled inside, his face contorted with pain as he took in the sight of the wrecked race cars. His legs gave out, and he
collapsed to his knees, pounding the ground with his fists in helpless rage. “Those bastards!”
The night before, he and Tomas had been too excited to sleep. They had arrived early that morning, eagerly waiting for Shirley to
arrive. They had never imagined it would end like this.
The staff members, many of whom had been with Turbo impact for years, could not hold back their tears. They covered their
mouths and wept. They had poured their hearts and souls into the team, only to see their hopes shattered
Someone picked up Tomas‘ phone and tried to call the police, but he placed a hand over theirs to stop them. “Don’t bother. I
know who is behind this.”

It was Richard Hart, the owner of Team 666.
Team 666 was well–known in Elderstone, with a reputation that nearly rivaled the Juggernaut Racing Team
Thirty years ago, when Elderstone was still underdeveloped, land
The Turbo Impact Racing Team had been established long before the juggemaut Racing Team. Th was cheap.
What was once a barren and inexpensive expanse had transformed into a prime location of Turbo Impact, with the prestigious
Westzone Racetrack in front and the Tristan Circuit behind. Nowhere else in the entire city of Elderstone could one find a place
larger in size or more ideally situated.
Richard had coveted this land for a long time, but Tomas had turned him down every time.
Richard had even sent people to threaten him before. Today’s attack was yet another attempt to seize the land.
A staff member clenched his fists, his voice trembling with anger. “Mr. Clarke, are
are we really going to let this go?”
Tomas stared at the wrecked cars with a hollow expression and shook his head in anguish. It was as if he had aged ten years in
an instant. “It’s over. If he wants it, let him take it. I’ll make him pay for today’s losses. When that happens, I’ll divide the money
among you all. After that, you can do whatever you want.”

The entire lineup of race cars had been destroyed. Faced with such devastating losses, Tomas no longer had the strength to
shoulder the burden. All he could do was give up...
When Shirley arrived at Turbo Impact, she saw a group of racers and trainees shouting inside. Realizing that something was
wrong, she quickly handed Damian to
Benjamin
Once she entered, she was met with a devastating sight. Everything that could be smashed had been smashed.
The pacers were shouting for their contracts to be terminated, and the trainees were demanding refunds for their tuition fees.