The atmosphere at Ultra Hills reached a fever pitch as crowds gathered excitedly. The cheers echoed through the forest and winding roads of the car-racing venue. What really got everyone fired up wasn't just the race—it was that the loser would have to cut off their finger!

Suddenly, a Bugatti Veyron pulled up, and two men in casual clothes and caps stepped out. Eric stretched his wrist, hands in his pockets, looking at the crowd ahead. "Damn, it's packed ...