Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 514 - 513

Chapter 514: 513

"Memphis, the car owner I asked you to check earlier must be dating Ember Vance, so I need you and Isaac Quintana to tail them 24/7," Yusuf Zuck, while driving at high speed, called Anais Dillon again. "You also have to make sure that Ember Vance absolutely cannot get too close to that man, and even more so, you can’t let anything inappropriate happen between them."

Although Ember Vance hadn’t been able to recover her memory, Yusuf Zuck was never the sort to let go easily. What was his was his, and nobody would take it away from him.

"Then I’ll off that guy," Anais Dillon said in a low voice.

"No need, that person probably isn’t a bad guy. I’m not a real devil. I won’t kill the innocent recklessly. Just help me keep an eye on them, thanks," replied Yusuf Zuck indifferently.

"I got it, don’t worry. How about I join you for a few drinks?" Anais Dillon could sense Yusuf Zuck’s downhearted mood, so he took the initiative to invite Yusuf Zuck for a drink.

"No need." Yusuf Zuck chuckled and hung up the phone.

Just then, several sports cars with high beams blaring roared past the side of the BMW. Perhaps they thought Yusuf Zuck was street racing too because of his speed, so one of the sports car drivers even gave him the finger and then laughed out loud as he sped past.

Yusuf Zuck had been driving aimlessly, not knowing where to go. So, after seeing the guy flip him off, he immediately accelerated, stepping on the accelerator all the way, and roared after them.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" A few sports cars cheered when they saw Yusuf Zuck’s BMW daring to keep up, and one driver pointed at him, then jerked his thumb ahead.

Yusuf Zuck got the message and followed. About an hour later, they had left the outskirts of the capital city far behind, seeming to have reached a mountainous road near Mentougou.

At this moment, the entrance to the road was actually occupied by seven or eight modified sports cars, the likes of Lamborghinis, Porsche 911s, and the like, all prestigious vehicles. Each car had a man and woman, and everyone was standing on their sports cars chatting and smoking.

Yusuf Zuck parked his car but did not get out. Meanwhile, a few young people came around him, all in their early twenties, and looked pretty sunny. The young women were incredibly attractive, too.

"Man, you’ve got guts, racing us with that beater?" The young man who had flipped him off earlier teased with a laugh.

Yusuf Zuck rolled down the window and said with a smile, "How do you want to race?"

"You’re really up for it? Your car is no match; you’ll be left in the dust in no time."

"Bored to death, might as well have some fun. What if I win?" Yusuf Zuck also took out a cigarette and lit it up.

"Yeah, let’s race!" A crowd stirred, egging them on, with several women screaming excitedly as if they had all smoked opium.

"You want in? We bet money. Are you playing?"

"State the rules!" Yusuf Zuck replied, not wasting words with the youths.

"This is the infamous Mentougou mountain road, more than twenty kilometers long, not very wide, mostly five meters, though there are sections up to a dozen meters wide. Many bends, lots of them. If you dare reach a speed of sixty kilometers per hour, I’ll give you props. The rule is to reach the finish line. We’ve got people at the end. Whoever gets there first wins. The one who takes first place gets all the money; every runner-up contributes a hundred grand. The last two pay up three hundred grand each."

"Of course, if you’re broke, you can offer your girl for a threesome with the winner. You don’t have a girl, so you can only bet money!"

"How about this," Yusuf Zuck glanced over the crowd, "If I lose, I’ll cover everyone’s losses. But if I come in first, your girl sleeps with me tonight!" He pointed at the girlfriend of the young man beside him, who was the most beautiful with a tall figure and looked very ladylike in her twenties.

"Damn it, I can’t decide that," the guy jumped up immediately, while the others continued to cheer on!

"Are you sick?" The woman cursed. "If you lose, you’re not just paying up; you’re also breaking both legs. You got the guts?"

"Sure, but if I win, you’re mine tonight!" Yusuf Zuck grinned.

"I’ll break your damn legs!" shouted the woman loudly.

"Is this really a good idea?" The man seemed reluctant and appeared to be quite afraid of the woman.

"Deal’s on, kid. If you try to weasel out, don’t blame me for killing you." The woman, more irritable, made the gesture of flipping the bird at Yusuf Zuck and then sat down in the car and buckled her seatbelt.

The young man glanced at Yusuf Zuck’s car, then suddenly laughed, "Fine, it’s not like I’m going to lose. Bet taken, get in the car!" Everyone got into their cars and continued to hoop and holler.

Eleven cars lined up at the intersection, positioning themselves, waiting for the signal.

A shirtless young man stood up in his car and shouted, "I’m counting to three, start, one, two, three, move your ass!"

"Vroom–vroom–vroom–" The modified sports cars were incredibly fast, reaching speeds of 100 kilometers per hour in just a few seconds.

Yusuf Zuck was left behind in an instant.

However, he wasn’t worried. If this were a straight road or a freeway, he would definitely not be able to outrun these modified sports cars, but this was a mountain road, full of curves. Besides, hadn’t the man bragged about hitting sixty miles as something impressive? So he didn’t mind pushing to a hundred.

Sure enough, not long after, Yusuf Zuck saw a sharp turn ahead, so the speeds began to slow down. After all, everyone fears death, and going too fast on a curve could easily result in an accident.

Not everyone dares to drift these days.

Of course, Yusuf Zuck dared.

Soon, he caught up with a car, but this car seemed to be specifically waiting to cut him off, blocking his car. This stretch of road was only five meters wide, and if two cars were to drive side by side, one would have to edge to the side or slow down to pass.

But Yusuf Zuck didn’t slow down; he just laughed and rammed into the rear of the car ahead!

"Boom–" The driver was startled, screaming, and cursing nonstop!

Taking advantage of the gap, Yusuf Zuck zipped past, grazing the sports car and sending sparks flying.

"Motherf***er..." The other car stopped, the driver in tears. This wasn’t how you treated a car, what kind of madman was this?

Yusuf Zuck laughed uproariously, then continued to overtake in the same aggressive manner. He even forced one car’s right wheels to the edge of a cliff, nearly sending it plummeting down. The infuriated driver picked up a wrench from the car and threw it.

Yusuf Zuck’s new car was already battered because nobody played like this; this wasn’t street racing, it was a race against death.

"Bang, bang, bang–" After wrecking six cars and scaring the souls out of the twelve people in them, as he passed the seventh car, the driver wisely pulled over to the side, signaling Yusuf Zuck to hurry past; you don’t hit me, my car’s damn precious!

The eighth and ninth cars did the same, but by the tenth car, the road widened, and Yusuf Zuck sped up.

The wide stretch was less than five kilometers before it narrowed again, and Yusuf Zuck caught up to another car ahead. Reluctantly, that car moved over to let him pass.

Including his own, there were eleven cars total, so from then on, Yusuf Zuck was in second place.

He could see the taillights of the car ahead, which seemed to be turning. They didn’t dare to speed up too much, but Yusuf Zuck instantly picked up to a hundred kilometers per hour and thundered after it. As the car in front had just rounded the corner, Yusuf Zuck was already on its tail!

"Damn it, where did this madman come from?" cursed the young man in the car ahead.

"You can’t lose, I’m still a f***ing virgin!" The pretty girl screamed and smacked the young man.