Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups
Chapter 469 - 281: A Ray of Light in the Darkness, Speed Beyond the Limit (Part 3)

Chapter 469: Chapter 281: A Ray of Light in the Darkness, Speed Beyond the Limit (Part 3)

Crack!

A sharp sound like the air being punctured exploded in the silent night sky.

It even overshadowed the distant, faint rumbling of a car engine.

On the asphalt, centered on the point of impact, a web of fine cracks spread out.

Fang Cheng, wearing a white mask, accelerated instantaneously, reaching the speed of a top-tier sports car.

His entire body seemed to transform into a gravity-defying projectile, speeding along the dark highway toward the black sedan racing away in the distance.

Whoosh—

The wild wind roared past his ears, forming a palpable barrier of turbulent airflow.

The trees and road signs on either side of the road, even the darkness itself, rapidly retreated, stretched, and blurred in his vision, becoming a stream of chaotic colors.

At this moment, he was no longer a being definable as "human," but a streak of white lightning! A dazzling beam that tore through the curtain of night!

Fang Cheng’s running speed far surpassed the physical limits of Earth’s creatures, easily outpacing the occasional other vehicles on the road at night!

A second-generation rich kid driving an eye-catching red convertible was holding a hot girl by his side, loud music blasting in the car as he enjoyed the speed and thrill of midnight.

Suddenly, he felt a white whirlwind shooting straight towards them, brushing by with a "whoosh."

The powerful airflow even messed up his hairstyle, his bangs covering his eyes, almost causing him to lose control of the steering wheel.

The rich kid stared in disbelief at the rearview mirror, watching that white silhouette disappear into the distance, forgetting to chew the gum in his mouth.

The hot girl next to him was so frightened that her face turned pale, her voice trembling:

"Young Master Zheng, what... what was that just now? Was it a ghost?"

The driver of another long-haul truck was yawning, holding a steaming cup of coffee, trying to take a sip to stay alert.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a white light flash by at an incredible speed.

He didn’t even have a clear view of what it was, only feeling like thunder was rolling past his ear.

The shock caused him to jerk his hand, spilling scalding coffee over the steering wheel and his thigh.

"Ah—Hot, hot, hot! Damn, was that a person or a ghost? Or did a meteorite just hit?"

The driver winced in pain, looking stunned at the white silhouette speeding away ahead, his heart racing uncontrollably.

Meanwhile, inside the black Wuling sedan.

Two jacket-wearing men were discussing a series of events that had occurred earlier.

From their conversation, it was clear that the driver was named Zhou Liang, and the man in the passenger seat was called Ali.

"Could that taxi following us earlier be from the Red Tiger Gang?"

Ali, frowning, glanced at Xu Hao lying unconscious in the back seat, voicing his unease:

"We’d just taken Xu Hao into the car, and they were already following us?"

"Doesn’t seem like it."

Ali expertly maneuvered the steering wheel, sharing his insights:

"That bunch of Red Tiger Gang thugs wouldn’t react this quickly, nor would they have the guts to tail us directly. It’s likely someone behind them is nearby by coincidence, or perhaps it’s merely a misunderstanding."

"But just to be safe, it’s never wrong to eliminate them. The boss has ordered that this operation must be clean and tidy; no one from the Red Tiger Gang should know Xu Hao has fallen into our hands."

"Yes, that’s best."

Ali nodded, relaxing slightly.

At that moment, through the rearview mirror, he noticed something rapidly approaching from behind.

At first, he thought it was a hallucination, but it became increasingly clear.

"Zhou Liang, look behind us!"

Ali’s tone held a hint of uncertainty and alarm.

Zhou Liang immediately turned to look back.

Far in the darkness, a few hundred meters behind their vehicle, a white figure was charging toward them at a speed that defied all physical logic.

The figure grew closer and clearer—

A pure white mask, two blood-red eyes like rubies, a specter that seemed to devour the living in the cover of night!

"What... what the hell is that?!"

Zhou Liang’s face changed drastically, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

The speed of that figure’s run was so swift it made his scalp tingle.