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180: Chapter 172 Chapter 169: Race Car 180: Chapter 172 Chapter 169: Race Car Ye Chen didn’t beat around the bush and directly asked, “Got a car?”

“Yes!” Young Master Wei immediately nodded, then led Ye Chen into the garage and pressed the key in his hand, where three sports cars were neatly arranged.

There was a Ferrari 458, which was a bit inferior compared to Li Ruo’s 599; there was also a Porsche Boxster, which was purely a collectible for Young Master Wei.

If it truly had to be classified as a sports car, then, honestly, it could only be considered a very trashy kind of sports car category.

The last one was a Lamborghini.

“I’ll take this one!” Ye Chen immediately pointed at the last car, a cool black Lamborghini with dazzling colors.

This Lamborghini was not simple, and for some reason, Ye Chen had a wealth of information about this car come to mind.

It was definitely not ordinary; just by looking at its brilliant exterior and the bull-like front, one could tell the car’s power and speed were definitely not something an average person could control.

“Ha-ha, I thought you would choose the 458, but I didn’t expect you to pick this monster!” Young Master Wei laughed heartily, “But it proves that old saying, ‘like attracts like,’ doesn’t it?

You’re a monster, and so is it!”

“Keys!” Ye Chen reached out, and without hesitation, Young Master Wei threw the car keys to him, then shouted at Ye Chen’s retreating back, “I got this car from the Customs General Administration; it’s a confiscated smuggled vehicle.

I got it for five million because it looked pretty.

But although it carries the Lamborghini badge, I couldn’t find any information about it on the official Lamborghini website.”

Ye Chen nodded and then pressed the electronic lock.

The car door slowly opened, and the headlights instantly turned on.

The dazzling light was nearly blinding, with not only the searing headlights but also its brilliant taillights.

Ye Chen stepped into the driver’s seat, and as soon as he sat down, the seat automatically adjusted, wrapping around him according to his body size, fitting perfectly, neither too tight nor too loose.

This sports car had an automatic protection feature, which, in the event of a severe collision, would not only deploy airbags from both sides and the front but would also instantly enhance the seat’s wrapping to prevent anyone from being thrown or injured.

Ye Chen pressed the ignition button, and the car started successfully.

The door slowly closed as he knocked the manual transmission switch down and deftly shifted the gear; releasing the clutch and stepping on the gas, the car instantly shot forward, accelerating to 100 km/h in two and a half seconds, a prowess unmatched by ordinary sports cars.

Wow…

There was a chorus of gasps from onlookers as Ye Chen hit the brakes, then idled the clutch; the car’s front wheels instantly locked, while the rear wheels continued to roar wildly, sliding the entire car in a 360-degree spin on the ground.

The incredible show left everyone in shock.

Upon seeing this car, Ahao whispered in amazement, “Reventon One?!

How…

how did they get their hands on this car?”

“Don’t worry, Hao, your car’s not any worse than this one!” A little brother nearby immediately reassured him coldly.

“It’s not worse, but the fact that they could secure a Reventon One is quite surprising to me!” Ahao took a deep breath and said, “However, having one luxury car is no big deal; the rest are all trash.

So, there’s no need to care too much about it.”

“Right!” everyone nodded in agreement.

Li Ruo, surprised, watched the Lamborghini Ye Chen drove out and had to admit, the car and Ye Chen were a perfect match.

It was said that a hero deserves a fine steed, and from both its appearance and the sound the car emitted, it was an absolute match for Ye Chen.

Li Ruo quickly moved closer to Young Master Wei, saying, “Young Master Wei, sell me this car!”

“Not selling!” Young Master Wei shook his head.

“I’ll swap my 599 for it!” Li Ruo immediately offered a deal.

“No way!” Young Master Wei shook his head right away.

Li Ruo, not giving up, continued, “Then…

how about my 599 plus my Z4?”

“This…” Young Master Wei was somewhat tempted; though the Lamborghini was valuable, he couldn’t control it.

Every time he drove it, he would get injured.

When the car took off, it vibrated intensely, and he could feel the violent shaking just cooping the gas and clutch, so he had to concentrate on suppressing the tremors of the car, his hands clutching the gear-stick tightly.

Otherwise, the car might just fly away.

Hence, after finishing a lap on the track, he always felt like his muscles were pulled.

“599 plus a Z4, and I’ll add another two million!” Li Ruo increased the stakes once more.

“Forget it, if you like it, take it,” Young Master Wei said with a resigned smile, wanting to let go with a decisive gesture.

However, he couldn’t let go that easily and ended up being tempted by Li Ruo.

Two luxury cars plus two million, getting rid of a car he couldn’t control, seemed like a release for his heart.

“Are you guys done yet?” Li Hao immediately asked.

“Done!” Young Master Wei responded immediately.

Ye Chen, Li Ruo, Young Master Wei, plus one of Young Master Wei’s little brothers, a total of four people, were ready for the race.

Their opponents had already prepared their four-person team.

The so-called relay race wasn’t too complicated; it was just like a standard foot race, except it involved cars instead of runners.

The first car would start at the top of the mountain and reach the bottom, then the second car would set off from the base.

After the second car reached the top, the third would head off, and the fourth car would make the final sprint.

Li Ruo was the first runner, Young Master Wei drove second, and Ye Chen was fourth.

As the most mysterious racer on Xiangming Mountain, Li Ruo saved Ye Chen as their ace in the hole.

As the whistle blew, the race was about to begin.

Li Ruo and an opponent’s silver sports car were ready at the starting line.

At the signal from the flagger, both cars burst forth.

At first, there was no clear leader, but after some pursuit, Li Ruo decisively surged ahead, taking the lead.

Being one second ahead mattered; this race was unlike any single-person event—it was a team competition.

The two drivers tangled up, with the Hong Kong racer attempting, but failing, to overtake Li Ruo who firmly held the lead.

However, Li Ruo’s driving skills were average, and he was quickly overtaken after the first bend.

Li Ruo lost to the opponent by a three-second gap, prompting Young Master Wei to exert his strength.

His cool black sports car lit up the track with its xenon lights.

They chased each other on the track, with Young Master Wei gradually pulling ahead.

The opponent might have had a better car, but not the skills, especially unfamiliarity with the terrain gave Young Master Wei an advantage.

In the end, he crossed the finish line one second ahead.

The gap between the two teams was narrow, especially evident in the performance of the third racers.

Young Master Wei’s little brother was a decent driver, but the opponent had placed a master in the third spot.

Their skills balanced each other out, leading to a sticky race, like taffy.

Anxious at the bottom of the mountain, Ye Chen was waiting.

Li Ruo ran out of her car and beside Ye Chen’s car to boost his morale.

She knew that a loss would bring endless trouble.

They couldn’t afford to lose this race.

“Here they come, they’re coming!” Li Ruo exclaimed and the rumble of engines sounded from above.

Li Ruo quickly moved aside to the side of the road.

Then, a few beams of light shone down, and Ye Chen’s engine roared as he revved at the throttle.

Across the glass, Li Hao gave Ye Chen a dismissive thumbs-down.

Ye Chen huffed coldly, thinking his opponent was overly arrogant.

Soon, two cars tore down from the mountain.

Ye Chen swiftly released the clutch and hammered the gas.

The engine erupted with a roar, and the car rocketed forward, pushing Ye Chen back with its force.

The Reventon left Li Hao’s modified racer trailing behind.

Li Hao, not willing to give up but stunned by Ye Chen’s acceleration, wondered what kind of car could shoot forward in such a brief time.

After launching in automatic, Ye Chen swiftly switched to manual, shifting directly into seventh gear.

Mashing the gas pedal again, the car accelerated once more, leaving Li Hao almost invisible in the background.

Anyone glancing at Ye Chen’s speedometer would gasp at the sight of him hitting three hundred on Xiangming Mountain’s track, a perilous speed.

Yet, Ye Chen didn’t slow down.

Instead, he sat firmly in his seat, hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, almost sitting straight up from the force.

His feet continuously switched between the brake and gas pedals.

Behind the speed was a physical toll—his feet throbbed with pain.

Ye Chen fought to control the speed, noticing that the Reventon hadn’t even reached its limit; this velocity was mundane for the Reventon.

Li Hao pushed his racer to two hundred and eighty, but he could no longer see Ye Chen’s silhouette.

He couldn’t match Ye Chen’s speed or technique.

He could only watch in awe.

Internally frustrated, he realized he was about to sacrifice four sports cars valued together at over twenty million.

The pain in Li Hao’s heart was palpable, especially since his car’s engine had come from a Formula car, costing a fortune.

Ye Chen crossed the finish line first, and the little brothers craned their necks but saw no sign of Li Hao.

Ye Chen climbed out of the car, his forehead slick with sweat, his whole body drenched.

Controlling such a car must have been more exhausting than racing in Formula One.