God-Level All-rounder Expert
Chapter 218 - 219: Late Night Street Racing

Chapter 218: Chapter 219: Late Night Street Racing

In the rearview mirror, a red Audi TT convertible was quickly approaching from a distance, arriving in a flash.

And through the car’s rearview mirror, Fang Yi saw that in addition to the red Audi sports car, there was also a Mercedes SLC keeping a very small gap, seemingly tailing the red Audi.

But without exception, both cars were behind the crystal white sedan that Fang Yuying was driving.

Why was that?

The place they were in was actually inside the city, not outside, within the boundaries of the second ring road where the vehicles were congested. Moreover, it was nighttime, so one could say it was bustling with traffic, reaching a boiling point on the road.

Even Fang Yuying had to slow down at this point, so naturally, the two sports cars behind could only do the same.

Beep beep!

The owner of the red Audi sports car honked the horn, growing a bit restless.

"Oi, daring to honk at your momma’s ear, seeking death, huh!" Fang Yuying deliberately slowed down even further, intentionally easing off, and even freed up a hand to pat Fang Yi’s shoulder, saying, "Good little brother, your sis is in a bad mood, lean in and give your sis a kiss."

She beckoned with her finger, and the corners of her red lips curved into a charming, seductive smile.

Fang Yi not only didn’t lean over but retreated back a bit. If it weren’t for the fact the car was still in motion, which could disrupt traffic, Fang Yi would’ve even considered jumping out. He regarded his sister like avoiding a snake or scorpion, the further away the better.

Fang Yuying rolled her eyes at Fang Yi and muttered, "Such a stingy little brother."

Little brother?

My brotherhood is not tiny!

Fang Yi silently mumbled to himself.

About three or four minutes later, they finally cleared the congested section of the road. At this time, the driver of the red Audi sports car could no longer contain himself, swung around a bend, accelerated, and zipped away.

As for the Mercedes SLC behind, it swiftly followed suit and chased after it.

"Damn it, I want to join in too!" Fang Yuying cursed, spun the steering wheel, disregarding the traffic rules and without checking if there were cars behind, executed a bold drift. The car leaned sharply, thankfully not flipping over.

Then, Fang Yuying immediately shifted into fifth gear, propelling the silver-white sedan forward with a burst of speed.

Watching Fang Yuying, who was entirely focused and excited, Fang Yi inwardly sighed. His sister wasn’t just any driver – she was a seasoned pro!

When Fang Yuying got serious, nobody could stop her. She pushed the sedan’s speed to the max, rapidly closing the distance on the cars ahead. It was impressive given that the SLC had nine gears, while this sedan had only five.

But regardless, Fang Yuying managed to close the distance through her skillful driving.

The car weaved and darted between other vehicles, drifting and sideslipping, the gearshift spinning in Fang Yuying’s hand but following her every command.

...

This road led out of the city, and as the traffic thinned, the advantages of a sports car quickly became obvious. The red Audi sports car and the Mercedes SLC pulled ahead, leaving a significant gap between them and Fang Yi and Fang Yuying’s silver-white sedan.

"Damn it, I refuse to believe I can’t catch up!" Fang Yuying raged, her earnestness intensifying.

Seeing his sister’s determination, Fang Yi couldn’t help but laugh, "Drive slower, be careful of a car accident."

The car was already in fifth gear. Fang Yuying gave Fang Yi a glance and said, "Trust your sister. Although I can’t compare with the ’Thirteenth Master of the Second Ring,’ I’m still one of the best street racers in Tianjing."

Having said that, Fang Yuying fumed, "Damn, it would be nice if this were a Land Rover!"

Fang Yi just smiled, saying nothing.

...

Inside the Mercedes-Benz SLC, there wasn’t just one driver; another person was seated in the passenger seat. This was a street race with a passenger on board.

"Alliance Hierarch, do you need me to overtake now?" the man in the driver’s seat said, a 27 or 28-year-old whose skilled and experienced driving technique made it obvious he was a professional racecar driver.

The so-called Alliance Hierarch was a middle-aged man with a receding hairline at the front of his head. Although it hadn’t broken through the heavens, it inevitably made one think of the phrase ’extremely intelligent.’

However, as the leader of the South Sea Alliance, Yang Dingfeng was indeed intelligent, but he had a vice—he was lecherous.

Even at such high speeds, Yang Dingfeng still wore a smile, speaking as if he were enjoying a casual chat, "No need, wait until we’re about a mile from the finish line before you overtake."

The racecar driver immediately acknowledged.

Secured in his seatbelt, Yang Dingfeng smiled to himself and muttered, "Bai Jingjing, Bai Jingjing, I really wonder what it would be like to have your beautiful body under mine."

Inside the red Audi sports car, there were also two people. Bai Jingjing was sitting in the passenger seat, while the powerful man driving was none other than Meng Wei.

"Just like this, all the way to the end," Bai Jingjing said.

But Meng Wei frowned and said, "Alliance Hierarch, Yang Dingfeng’s sports car has been trailing behind us the whole time, and he’s probably going to try to overtake us when the time comes."

Bai Jingjing replied, "I’m well aware of that. Among the leaders of the other four major alliances, it’s this Yang Dingfeng who is the most cunning and sly. I suspect he will instruct his driver to overtake us when we’re a certain distance from the finish line."

Meng Wei said, "Give them hope, then plunge them into despair."

"Exactly."

Then Bai Jingjing sneered, "But he might not know that I’ve switched to a racing engine in this car."

Meng Wei really wanted to remind Bai Jingjing that the other party’s car might also be equipped with such an engine.

The finish line was not far away. In fact, it was a large lake on the outskirts, and whoever got to a stone monument by the lake first would be declared the winner.

At this moment, the red Audi sports car and the Mercedes-Benz SLC were only about two miles from that spot.

"Interesting!" Fang Yuying, whose interest was now piqued, let a seductive smile play at the corners of her lips, "The one driving that Mercedes ahead is a racecar driver."

Fang Yi grunted in acknowledgment, nodding his head, "I can see that."

This wasn’t Fang Yi pretending to know what he didn’t; it was clear from the way the Mercedes ahead took the corner, drifting close to the inside of the curve, which undoubtedly indicated a seasoned hand with plenty of experience.

"I absolutely cannot lose!" Fang Yuying was stubbornly set on catching up, determined not to be left behind no matter what.

However, it wasn’t that Fang Yuying’s skills were lacking, it was just that this sedan was only worth a little over two hundred thousand, and couldn’t compare with those sports cars in performance; the gap was too wide, and she simply couldn’t catch up!

"All right, overtake them now," Yang Dingfeng said coolly from inside the Mercedes, confident of victory.

The roar of the engine was terrifying, the sports car shot straight forward, and this final stretch of road being a straight line meant the winner would soon be decided.

"Meng Wei, go faster, we must not lose!" Bai Jingjing in the red Audi sports car demanded.

Meng Wei nodded, nearly pushing the horsepower to its maximum...

"This is impossible!" Suddenly, Meng Wei shouted in astonishment.

Just when Meng Wei had revved the car to its maximum speed, the Mercedes sports car unexpectedly overtook them!