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Chapter 91: 【084】Chasing Downpour

Chapter 91: 【084】Chasing Downpour

The sky was as dark as a black curtain draped over the earth.

In the distant horizon, purple lightning flickered in the clouds like dragons.

The howling wind was so loud that one could hear it clearly even inside the top-class soundproofed luxury car, a Mercedes Maybach.

Lu Tianxing sat in the front passenger seat, looking out at the giant waves that crashed three to four meters above the barrier on both sides of the dam, eyes gleaming with excitement.

Only after witnessing the power of nature can one truly feel insignificant.

What are billions of dollars, what are million-dollar sports cars, and what are the offspring of powerful families? In the face of the mighty power of the earth, they can all be wiped out in an instant without leaving a single trace.

"Young master, it’s too dangerous to leave the island at this time. If the car gets swept away by the waves, I won’t be able to save you," the driver said, gripping the steering wheel tightly, his tense muscles betraying his anxiety.

Indeed, anyone driving and seeing the towering waves crashing down on both sides of the road would naturally feel panicked, as if the apocalypse were approaching.

Being swept into the sea under such weather means certain death, with no chance of survival.

"Stop the nonsense, keep driving, and don’t slow down." Lu Tianxing glanced at the back seat and saw Ye Yuanpei and Lin Haitao securely tied up on the seats, finally feeling satisfied enough to relax back into his seat.

"Wang Longhu, oh Wang Longhu, no matter how strong a martial artist is, they still have burdens. You don’t understand the martial arts world at all."

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Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The rain pounded like a whip against Wang Longhu’s helmet as he pushed the motorcycle speed up to 180KM per hour, with no intention of slowing down, aiming for 190KM per hour.

Under such speed, the storm and rain slammed against him, making it feel like his body could be flung away at any moment.

At this moment, Wang Longhu’s body resembled a tiger, his spine like a dragon, lying flat on the ground in an extraordinarily crouching posture, minimizing his body’s wind resistance.

Accelerate! Accelerate more!

The Ninja650 at this moment was like a phantom on the highway, with its taillight turning into a red streak due to the extreme speed, racing along the coastal road.

Luckily, the storm and typhoon kept people off the road, allowing Wang Longhu free rein to speed recklessly.

Otherwise, even with his driving skills, Wang Longhu wouldn’t dare drive at such speed on public roads.

When the distant outline of the entrance to the trans-sea dam finally appeared, Wang Longhu’s heart raced with determination, twisting the throttle even tighter, charging at a speed of 195KM straight onto the life-and-death chase of Lu Tianxing.

Everyone knows that getting on the trans-sea dam at this moment is immensely dangerous. A slight mistake could have you swallowed by waves, but Wang Longhu, repeatedly provoked, was already burning with anger.

Without quelling this fire, his mind was blocked and his will was unfulfilled—this was a heart disease that could hinder his martial progress.

Wang Longhu knew exactly what he was doing, a martial artist must not be insulted!

"What the hell, someone else breaking through? And on a motorcycle, no less, what’s happening today? Do they all have a death wish?"

Chen Qiang stepped out of the inspection station with a cigarette in his mouth, bewildered as he snapped a photo of Wang Longhu’s departing figure with his phone and smugly posted it on his social media feed.

"Seeing two such crazy things in one day, this lousy duty shift is actually worth it."

Dong County’s Lingni Dam stretches 14.5 kilometers; anyone driving at 80km speed would take more than ten minutes to cross it completely.

Lu Tianxing was flipping through his phone, with many messages arriving to ask if he had gotten the items, as the old man’s time was running out.

Already failing to acquire it, Lu Tianxing couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming irritation from these urgings.

"A bunch of bastards, if they were really worried about the old man, why didn’t they come themselves back then? Now they’re just pretending to be concerned and rushing me." Lu Tianxing angrily tossed his phone aside, punching the car window.

Just then, he noticed a white light in the car’s rearview mirror, approaching at a speed no slower than their own vehicle.

As a wealthy young man, Lu Tianxing not only played with supercars like the Lamborghini Aventador and Porsche 918 Spyder but also rode motorcycles like the Kawasaki H2R and BMW Double R.

He immediately recognized that the light behind was from a motorcycle’s headlamp.

"What the hell?" Lu Tianxing turned around in disbelief, eyes wide in shock as he stared at the approaching vehicle.

Crazy! Truly insane!

Lu Tianxing couldn’t fathom that someone could be even crazier than he was. At least the Maybach weighed several tons, capable of resisting the waves.

But how could a two-wheel motorcycle manage that? Aren’t they afraid a wave might effortlessly toss both bike and rider into the ocean, feeding the fish?

In such weather, falling into the sea offers no hope for rescue—better to die and reincarnate early.

Buzz! Buzz!

Enduring the torrential rain, Wang Longhu rode alongside the Maybach.

The rain crashed from the front, drenching the Maybach’s black body and flying away under high speed, its headlights the most glaring presence on the dimly lit trans-sea dam.

Lu Tianxing picked up the ancient box he always carried with him. Inside, as he opened the lid, lay a Glock, catching his eye immediately.

Initially, he had brought two guns to Dong County, one was previously given to Yu Tianli as a safeguard, the other kept for self-defense.

The box, although appearing ancient, was equipped with advanced high-tech shielding, imperceptible at standard security checks. This was how Lu Tianxing could bring two guns to Dong County undetected.

As the car window lowered slowly, Lu Tianxing’s hair blew wildly in the wind; his gaze was icy as he looked at the helmet-clad motorcyclist. Even with the helmet, he could ascertain it was Wang Longhu.

"You could even find me here, Wang Longhu, you really are like a relentless ghost!" Lu Tianxing shouted loudly, raising his gun and decisively pulling the trigger towards Wang Longhu.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

In the storm, gunfire erupted continuously.

In a split second, Wang Longhu exerted force with both arms, lifting the motorcycle’s front wheel to slide closely along the ground.

Though he dodged Lu Tianxing’s shooting just in time, the powerful momentum flung him off the bike, rolling seven or eight meters on the dam’s surface before barely steadying himself.

Getting up, he silently watched the Maybach’s taillights speeding off, then walked to pick up his motorcycle, drawing a hardened iron spear from behind with one hand.