School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 378 - 431: Yun Fei Dead?

Chapter 378: Chapter 431: Yun Fei Dead?

The two browsed around the auto city, and finally, Chen Nan bought a BMW Z4.

After leaving the 4S shop, Chen Nan, unable to wait to get license plates, eagerly opened the convertible top and began real-life street racing with Su Qingqing along the road.

This car was a top-model Z4 with a three-liter displacement, twin turbocharged, reaching a maximum power of two hundred fifty kilowatts. Although it couldn’t compare with top sports cars, it still satisfied most people’s racing desires.

The car’s officially announced top speed was two hundred fifty miles per hour, but it could actually reach speeds of about three hundred.

After Chen Nan floored the accelerator, the car roared like a fierce tiger, the exhaust bursting with an exhilarating rumble as it surged forward at high speed.

It was now naptime, and there were very few vehicles on the road. Chen Nan floored it, and the speed quickly rose to over two hundred.

Seeing the cars that he left behind in the rearview mirror, Chen Nan finally felt like he had vented some anger, triumphantly puffing up with pride. His old Jetta, after all, couldn’t outpace anyone no matter how hard he tried!

"You dummy, slow down; the wind is so strong I can’t even open my eyes!" Su Qingqing complained, bending over due to the open convertible.

Chen Nan chuckled, "Then just close your eyes. Taking advantage of the new car not having plates yet, we don’t have to worry about the traffic police catching us. Just tough it out and let me enjoy this for a moment."

Su Qingqing rolled her eyes, "You reckless guy."

"Don’t worry, even though I may joke with my own life, I would never joke with yours," Chen Nan reassured.

"At least you say some things that show you have a heart."

Su Qingqing giggled, feeling somewhat proud and secretly thought: Does his comment mean he values my life more than his own? What place do I really hold in his heart?

Chen Nan, unaware, continued to revel in the excitement of speeding.

After leaving a Volkswagen CC behind, Chen Nan was about to overtake an Audi A8 in front of him when suddenly a whoosh of wind passed, and a fiery red Lamborghini sped past him on the side, its speed on this wide road reaching at least three hundred twenty miles per hour!

What irked Chen Nan even more was that, during the overtaking moment, the young man in the Lamborghini even flashed him the middle finger and disdainfully said two words, "Trash!"

"Damn you!"

Chen Nan cursed loudly and floored the accelerator, fiercely chasing after him.

But what frustrated him was that his several hundred-thousand-yuan car couldn’t truly compete with the other’s three or four million-yuan car. Despite pushing it to a top speed of three hundred ten miles per hour, he still couldn’t catch up with the other car.

The two remained about ten meters apart, Chen Nan closing in slightly only for the other to accelerate and widen the gap again, purely playing with him like a cat with a mouse, occasionally sticking a middle finger out of the car window.

"How can this bastard be so annoying!"

Su Qingqing glared at the guy ahead, her lips pouted in anger.

Chen Nan was also quite frustrated; he wasn’t a gentleman. He dearly wished he could catch up and leave the other behind, even to beat the guy up a bit. As the saying goes, a gentleman takes revenge later but a petty man seeks revenge from morning till night.

Undoubtedly, Chen Nan was acting the part of a petty man.

Then the guy in front again raised his middle finger, "Kid, driving a trash car and still out trying to pick up girls? Can’t take it, huh? If you can’t take it, try catching up!"

"Damn it!"

Chen Nan, completely enraged, channeled his True Qi, one hand on the steering wheel and the other out the window reaching forward.

Absorption Star Method!

The Absorption Star Method was an absolute skill Chen Nan obtained during his youth while traveling the world in a cave. At this moment, he waved his hand, and suddenly an invisible force enveloped the Lamborghini in front, instantly reducing the speed of the opposing vehicle.

For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. With that, his own car’s speed surged in a blink of an eye, catching up to the other in no time.

"Clack..."

With a soft click, Chen Nan reached out and grabbed the body of the other car, then stepped on the brake.

The complexion of the young man inside the Lamborghini changed. He pressed hard on the accelerator, but the speed of his car kept decreasing, unable to accelerate. Turning his head and seeing Chen Nan’s hand on his car body, he was greatly shocked.

Just with the strength of one hand, to be able to grab the car and prevent it from accelerating, how much strength did that require?

"What... what do you want to do?"

The fear was evident on the face of the slick, wealthy second generation.

Chen Nan didn’t say a word, his foot on the brake and his hand pulling on the other car’s body. Before long, both cars came to a stop.

"Swoosh..."

Moving swiftly like lightning, Chen Nan jumped right into the other car, looking at the guy whose face was filled with panic: "Dude, you’re so cool, does your family know that? And that middle finger, quite stylish, but not perfect. Want me to teach you?"

Frightened by Chen Nan suddenly getting into his car, the guy was trembling: "What... what do you actually want?"

"Acting tough always comes at a price. I don’t like you, so I’m going to beat you up!"

Chen Nan said with a smile, but as soon as he finished, he mercilessly began, dragged the wealthy second generation over, pinned him on the car, and started throwing punches.

The guy screamed miserably, swearing never to act tough again. Only then did Chen Nan let him go.

"Had you known earlier, why bother in the first place?"

Chen Nan patted his swollen face, which resembled a pig’s head, and sighed, "Alas, the sea of folly is vast, turning back is the shore. Don’t act tough anymore, or you might get struck by lightning."

After teaching this pretender a lesson, Chen Nan jumped into his own car and sped away, leaving a certain battered, wealthy second generation silently crying, cursing softly, "Damn it, is it easy for me to act tough? There’s a saying, don’t hit the face when you beat someone, why the hell do you always go for the face, damn it..."

"Silly, you’re so violent," Su Qingqing remarked as she looked at Chen Nan, smiling cheerfully, "but I like it. Guys like him should definitely be beaten hard."

Chen Nan nodded in satisfaction but before he could respond, his phone rang with a call from Su Yixuan.

The car had Bluetooth, so Chen Nan directly touched the LCD screen to answer the call, but what came from the other end was Su Yixuan’s crying voice—

"Chen Nan, Yun Fei’s been shot, right in the heart, and she’s stopped breathing. I’m on my way to Central Hospital now. Get here fast."

Stopped breathing!

Is Yun Fei dead?

The news came so suddenly that Chen Nan felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he nearly lost all strength, almost crashing into a tree on the roadside.