Chapter 730 Take Your Filthy Hand Off Me!

• "All racers, please proceed to the starting line. The race will begin in ten minutes," a cheerful female referee entered the hall and announced loudly, reminding the competitors.
• At that, the racers left the lounge one after another, heading to the starting line. However, just as Logan stepped out of the door, a large hand suddenly grabbed him from behind. "Mr. Yates, hold up."
• Logan spun around, eyes narrowing coldly. "Blaze, what do you want?"