Gyro Mountain, located in the southeastern outskirts of Jiangzhou City, was filled with strangely shaped, rugged rocks and precarious cliffs. It was a very secluded and not fully developed scenic spot. Although the Panshan Highway leading up the mountain had already been constructed, no businesses had yet contracted to set up shop there. Over the past couple of years, it had gradually beco the gathering place for underground racing enthusiasts in Jiangzhou City.
That night, the mountaintop platform, where dozens of sports cars of various models were parked, was exceptionally noisy. All sorts of car headlights illuminated the area brightly. Beside a silver Maserati, Song Cai was anxiously glancing at his wristwatch; the ti already showed midnight.
"Young Master Song, we haven’t been stood up by Lin Feng, have we?" asked Yu Ming, a short and skinny man, leaning against a black Jaguar with a frown.
"I spent three hundred thousand to hire Duan Feibao. If Lin Feng dares to stand up, I’ll have soone take care of him!" Song Cai said viciously.
"Brother Leopard is here!" Following bursts of surprised shouts from the crowd, a Humr with a deep, roaring engine suddenly appeared on the Panshan Highway. It pulled up precisely beside Song Cai, the window rolled down, revealing a very rugged face.
Duan Feibao, his face covered in stubble, extended a hand out of the window towards Song Cai and said with a hearty laugh, "Three hundred thousand, hand it over!"
Song Cai didn’t dare to hesitate. He took a case from the Maserati and handed it through the Humr’s window, saying respectfully, "Brother Leopard, please count it!"
"No need. You’ve been around here long enough; you should know my, Duan Feibao’s, character. I reckon you wouldn’t dare try to trick !" Duan Feibao casually tossed the money case onto the back seat and, staring at Song Cai, asked, "Who’s the target?"
"He hasn’t arrived yet. Sorry to trouble Brother Leopard to wait a little longer!" Duan Feibao’s aura was extrely imposing. Song Cai felt a chill run down his spine under Duan Feibao’s gaze and was terrified, but he braced himself and spoke.
"HUMPH!" Duan Feibao snorted coldly, clearly dissatisfied. "You know my temperant. Don’t say I’m not giving you face. It takes less than ten minutes to race the Panshan Road. I’ll wait for you for ten minutes. If that guy doesn’t show up, I’m going ho to sleep."
"Yes, yes, yes... Brother Leopard, you’re a busy man, I understand!" Song Cai, despite inwardly cursing Lin Feng to hell and back, didn’t dare show the slightest disrespect towards Duan Feibao. He just nodded and bowed repeatedly in agreent.
Not long after, a black Range Rover suddenly pulled up. Song Cai instinctively thought Lin Feng had arrived and looked over, only to find two strangers, a man and a woman, in the car. The man driving looked very cold, while the woman in the passenger seat was very beautiful; her bust was strikingly ample!
"Wow, a great beauty!"
"What a great figure! She’s stacked!"
"Co down and have so fun with us!"
These underground racing enthusiasts were usually not good people. Seeing the beautiful woman appear, they all sward around, whistling.
The rear door of the Range Rover suddenly opened, and two muscular n in black tank tops stepped out. Very impatiently, they shooed away the ’hungry wolves’ surrounding the Range Rover and shouted loudly, "This is Yan Ge from the Qingzi Sect’s Jiangzhou Hall! If you don’t want trouble, get lost!"
Hearing the burly man speak, Song Cai shuddered. He recognized the speaker; it was Little Beard, who had been taught a lesson by Lin Feng at the Tianyue Club not long ago. Why had they co here? Could it be they were here to cause trouble for Lin Feng?
Before Song Cai could speak, Duan Feibao’s Humr was already roaring, ramming barbarically towards the Range Rover.
BANG! The Humr and the Range Rover lightly collided, and both vehicles shuddered twice!
"Brothers from the Qingzi Sect, what brings you to my Flying Leopard Club’s humble turf for so guidance?" Duan Feibao’s hearty voice ca from the Humr. Though devoid of anger, it was filled with a threatening undertone.
"Just here to watch the excitent. Are we not welco?" the cold-looking man in the Range Rover asked coolly, his tone firm and unyielding.
"You’d better not cause trouble!" Having made his show of force, Duan Feibao didn’t want to further offend the Qingzi Sect. He coldly tossed out this sentence and didn’t continue to bother them.
"This bunch of local ruffians, how dare they be so arrogant! If I weren’t worried about exposing your identity, I’d arrest all of them!" the beautiful woman in the Range Rover said furiously. Her eyes actually revealed a frightening, cold glint, and her exquisitely beautiful face was covered in frost. This person was indeed Ye Lin.
"Don’t be impulsive. Have you forgotten the lesson that even when we captured Gou Fei, we couldn’t bring him to justice? Gathering evidence of their wrongdoing is the most important thing. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have beco Yan Ge of the Qingzi Sect..." the cold-looking man said very seriously. The only one who could maintain such solemnity in front of Ye Lin was Captain Yan Su. It was just unknown why his identity had suddenly changed to Yan Ge of the Qingzi Sect.
"I understand." Knowing that violence couldn’t solve the problem, Ye Lin could only suppress her anger, coldly watching these arrogant mbers of the Street Racing Gang chatting and fooling around.
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"It’s 12:09 AM, one minute left! Song Cai, you’d better hope that guy shows up within this minute!" Duan Feibao leaned back against his seat, lightly stroking the money case.
"Brother Leopard, please wait a little longer, he should be here soon..." Song Cai said with a forced smile, trying to appease Duan Feibao. He had already cursed Lin Feng eighteen tis in his heart. How dare that bastard be so arrogant yet not show up, making waste three hundred thousand and owe Duan Feibao a favor! Lin Feng, you coward!
"Song Cai, don’t say Brother Leopard takes money and doesn’t do the job. If anyone’s to bla, it’s your opponent for not even having the guts to show up!" Duan Feibao sneered at Song Cai as he started the Humr, preparing to drive away.
Just then, a black Passat suddenly erged on the Panshan Road.
Before the car even got close, it had already sparked countless surprised discussions.
"What’s going on? How could soone drive this kind of old clunker here?"
"It couldn’t be a lost tourist in a self-driven car coming to ask for directions, could it?"
"Let’s drag him out and beat him up before asking! Anyway, this kind of old clunker definitely can’t catch up to us! Haha!"
"He’s here!" The most excited was Song Cai. Pointing at the Passat, he said very excitedly to Duan Feibao, "Brother Leopard, that guy is coming up the mountain!"
"...You want to race against a guy driving a Passat?" Duan Feibao glanced at Song Cai, sowhat annoyed. "Are you fucking trying to ruin my reputation?!"
Song Cai was so thoroughly berated by Duan Feibao that he was stunned speechless, not knowing how to reply.
"Add another one hundred thousand for reputational damage. Get it to by tomorrow at the latest, or you know the consequences! HUMPH! Later, you race him directly. I’ll follow behind. Don’t make a scene! I can’t afford to lose face like this," Duan Feibao stated, clearly very dissatisfied.
The person in the Passat was indeed Lin Feng. When he was racing from the Qingshan residential area, he knew ti was tight. Going up the mountain, he had deliberately driven very slowly to scout the terrain, so he was "gloriously" late. However, Lin Feng didn’t feel a shred of guilt. Who asked that fellow Song Cai to be so disgusting!
The silver Maserati was very conspicuous, so Lin Feng quickly spotted Song Cai. The car slowed down, gradually driving towards Song Cai. Just as he was thinking about what kind of impressive opening line to deliver, he suddenly saw a woman with an extrely formidable figure get out of a black Range Rover up ahead and abruptly block his car!
"Ye Lin!" Lin Feng’s pupils contracted. He slamd on the brakes, extrely surprised in his heart. Why was she here?!
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