Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âDestroy my career?â Ge Li sneered. âSuch a person hasnât appeared yet.â
âDonât worry, heâll appear soon.â
âGe Li, donât talk nonsense with him. We have to win this match by at least 20 seconds to feel a sense of achievement. Donât give him any chances.â
âI know what to do. The Aston Martin I drove here was modified very well, and Iâve already completely adapted to it. Letâs not talk about beating them by 20 seconds, even 30 seconds is possible.â
âThatâs exactly what I want. We canât give them any chance.â
âYou want to beat us by 30 fucking seconds? I think youâre dreaming.â
âOld Qin, whatâs the use of saying harsh words now? I advise you to quickly prepare the procedures and hand us the car later.â
âDonât be so pretentious. Weâll talk about it after we finish the race.â
At this moment, gasps of surprise rang out again at the racetrack.
âLook, that beautiful racer has been following Huang Wanqi closely all this while. Theyâve already entered the third lap. I feel that the final gap should be less than 10 seconds.â
âI think so too. This woman is too fierce. This is also a Type-R. Other cars wouldnât be able to withstand such aggressive driving at all.â
âGo, beautiful!â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âYou must keep it to within 10 seconds!â
âFrom now on, youâre my idol!â
About a minute later, the third lap ended, and the result shocked everyone!
The difference was eight seconds!
In other words, after three laps, Li Chuhan, as an amateur, was only three seconds behind a professional racer. This was a terrifying result!
Just as everyone was gasping in shock, the fourth relay began!
âActually, I feel that there is no need to run the fourth race. Other than Young Master Qin who was three seconds ahead, the rest of the people are all behind. There is no way they can win.â
âIn truth, losing is only natural. After all, they are professional racers, not amateurs. At this point, we just need to see how much they lose by in the end.â
âYoung Master Qin is known as the Emperor of Zhonghai. If he loses this race, he will lose all his prestige.â
âHe has no choice. He was tricked by Zhao Zhengyang. He can only admit defeat.â
At the same time, Huang Wanqi walked back. âZhengyang, Iâm really sorry. Iâm only three seconds ahead. I have to say, that woman is quite something.â
âItâs okay. They drove twelve cars today. With Geriâs strength, it wonât be a problem for him to finish four seconds ahead.â
âHaha, I think so too.â
âDamn, whatâs going on? The Lykanâs max speed should be 200! Heâs catching up to Ge Liâs Aston Martin!â
âThis is just the beginning. He should be able to reduce the gap by at least one second!â
âItâs not scary to reach 200 in a straight line, but he doesnât seem to have any intention of slowing down. It seems like heâs going into the corner at this speed!â
âF*ck, f*ck, f*ck!â
âHeâs really going into the corner at this speed!â
Those who saw this scene were so frightened that they didnât dare to speak.
They had only seen such a scene in F1 competitions. They had never seen anyone drive a sports car in an F1 race.
âLook, Ge Li has slowed down and entered the corner. The difference has probably been reduced by at least three seconds!â
Li Chuhanâs beautiful eyes widened. She didnât think that cars could be driven like this.
How could he be so powerful?
Li Chuhan had never admired anyone before, but Lin Yi was a first.
Lin Yiâs speed was growing, and the gap between him and Ge Li was getting smaller and smaller!
At this time, everyone had the same thought. They predicted that Lin Yi would be able to catch up with them after the first lap.
From there, they just had to see how far ahead he would finish.
âBrother Lin is too awesome, isnât he? Ge Li is a professional, how did he close a gap of eight seconds in just one lap?â
Liang Jinming and Gao Zongyuan had never seen Lin Yi race before, so they were completely stunned this time.
âI told you that Old Lin was awesome, but you guys didnât believe me. Heâs a f*cking experienced driver, the god of roller coasters.â
Some people were happy, some were sad, and Zhao Zhengyang and the others were devastated.
He thought that he would win this race with three professional racers, but he didnât expect Lin Yi to have such superb driving skills!
âNine seconds!â
âThis speed is inhuman! Heâs nine seconds ahead after the second lap!â
Zhao Zhengyangâs heart sank when he saw such a result.
Lin Yi had just finished two laps, and even after starting with an eight second deficit, he was now 17 seconds ahead. By the time he finished the third lap, Ge Li couldnât even see his taillights anymore.
Just as everyone was sighing at Lin Yiâs incredible driving skillsâ¦
They were shocked to find that Lin Yi had stopped at the finish line of the third lap.
This confusing move stunned everyone, and Qin Han slapped his thigh anxiously.
âWhat the hell is Old Lin doing? Hurry up and get over the line! Weâll win if you cross it!â
âHahaâ¦â Zhao Zhengyang laughed. âDonât even dream about it, Qin Han. I think his car has broken down. Itâs impossible for him to cross the finish line.â
âAre you kidding me? Thatâs a Lykan. How can it break down just like that?â
âWhat kind of car can withstand that kind of driving? Itâs definitely going to explode.â Zhao Zhengyang laughed fearlessly. âThe heavens have opened their eyes. Just wait and see.â
Boom! Boom! Boom!
But at that moment, the roar came again.
Zhao Zhengyang saw Lin Yiâs Lykan rush across the finish line!
âWhat⦠whatâs going on? Is the car not broken?â
Qin Han was puzzled as well. If the car wasnât broken, why did he have to stop at the finish line for a while?
âF*ck, I know what Young Master Lin is trying to do. Heâs counting the time. He only wants to lead by 11 seconds because FB club just happened to drive 11 cars here!â
âCome on, thatâs a slap in the face!â
âMaster Lin is awesome, this kind of mockery is really unprecedented and dominating!â
â11 seconds on the dot. Thatâs fucking exciting!â
The race was over soon, and Lin Yi and Ge Li drove up to Zhao, the former with a smile on his faces.
âI was just 11 seconds ahead of you and won all your cars, which is making me a little embarrassed.â
âSend the cars!â
âSend the cars!â
âSend the cars!â
The onlookers shouted in unison. Zhao Zhengyang clenched his fists tightly and was so anxious that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
âBrother Zhao, are you okay?â Fan Qinan and Wu Qingyu rushed over and helped Zhao Zhengyang up.
âIâm fine. I wonât die yet.â
âWhat should we do now?â
âWhat else can we do? Hand over the car keys!â
The people from the FB club were all embarrassed and reluctantly handed over their car keys.
They didnât care about the money, but this was too embarrassing.
Lin Yi weighed Zhao Zhengyangâs One-77 car keys in his hand. âFrom now on, the title of the four young masters of zhonghai will have nothing to do with you guys.â
âHmph, do you think we care?â
Zhao Zhengyang snorted. âLetâs go!â
âDonât be in a hurry to leave.â Lin Yi said from behind.
âThe road ahead is a little dark. It wonât be convenient for you to walk around.â
Zhao Zhengyang turned back to look at Lin Yi. âWhat do you mean?â
âItâs so lively tonight. It wouldnât be fun if we didnât light a bonfire. Go light up this One-77 and send Young Master Zhao off!â