The night was pitch black, and the city was very quiet. On a series of high-speed uphill roads at the edge of H City, a Porsche Cayenne with bright headlights was now executing a complex maneuver through the first roundabout curve.
The Porsche Cayenne was skidding with its front wheels while the rear wheels rubbed against the ground, even emitting black smoke from the tire friction, yet it maintained a high speed, drifting through the curve from the moment it entered.
But to ordinary people watching, the Porsche Cayenne's high-level drifting would be astonishing, drawing applause.
However, a professional racing driver could see that although the yellow Porsche Cayenne started drifting from the curve's entry and maintained its speed past the curve,
There was a significant gap between it and the inner curve barrier.
Almost half a car's width.
Luckily, there was no car behind it. If there were, and the driver was skilled, they would definitely overtake the space left by this Porsche Cayenne.
The best result for the Porsche Cayenne would be getting overtaken; the worst would be getting crashed out.
The consequence of a wreck...
Swish.
After drifting through the curve, the Porsche Cayenne hit a short straight. After its exhaust spouted a flame, it charged toward the next curve.
Inside the car, Wang Jie, driving the Porsche Cayenne, wore an arrogant expression of confidence. The drifting through the curve just now, in his level as a driver, was already perfect.
"The vice-captain really is amazing. To maintain speed through that curve was nothing short of perfect."
"Yes, the vice-captain's drift just now was truly impressive. In the whole H City, aside from our captain, no one else has the strength to surpass the vice-captain. Hmph, that guy still thinks he can race with our vice-captain? I think he's overestimating himself. He'll probably crash into the wall at the next curve, haha…"
"Hahahaha…"
Wang Jie's two lackeys were thoroughly impressed by Wang Jie, lavishing praises on him while looking down on Ye Qiu.
"Hehe…"
Hearing the lackeys' praises, Wang Jie's proud smile grew stronger. Looking at the next curve, he thought to himself, "My brother will definitely be happy knowing how good I am at cornering now."
Then, through the rearview mirror, he glanced at Luo Bing who was still watching behind, and sneered slightly, "Luo Bing, do you still not admit that guy is not as good as me? Didn't you see how perfect my cornering was just now? Do you think he can corner as perfectly as I did?"
Hearing Wang Jie's words, Luo Bing's face showed disdain, but she said nothing, her eyes fixed on the curve behind.
"Here it comes…"
Suddenly, Luo Bing saw a flash of light on the curve behind; she knew that the BMW 3X was entering the curve.
"Hmm?" Wang Jie also saw Ye Qiu driving the BMW 3X entering the curve, with a disdainful smile on his face.
"Hmph, that kid better not crash the car later."
"Hey, look, look, how that kid is so close to the inner curve's barrier; he'll crash into it soon, hahaha…"
Listening to the lackeys' scorn for Ye Qiu, Wang Jie's disdain grew stronger. He no longer paid attention to how the BMW 3X took the curve, instead focusing on the curve ahead and sharply turning the steering wheel again.
"Perfect, truly perfect! That guy drifted right against the inner curve, the gap at most only 5 centimeters."
Against the disdain of Wang Jie and his lackeys, Luo Bing kept her eyes on Ye Qiu's BMW 3X. Seeing the BMW 3X drift tightly against the inner curve, she initially worried about it crashing into the wall.
But she then saw the BMW 3X perfectly drift through the curve, and she judged the distance from the inner path to be no more than 5 centimeters.
"5 centimeters." Luo Bing thought, finding it terrifying. Such skill must be at the SSS driver level or the Bronze Chariot King level.
Luo Bing watched the perfectly cornered BMW 3X, her eyes filled with a strange light: "Who is this guy really? When did someone this powerful show up in H City, could he be from Shangjing?"
Luo Bing took a deep look at the BMW 3X closing in on the Porsche Cayenne and then turned her head not to look anymore. Then she saw Wang Jie, filled with confidence as he drove the Porsche Cayenne, with a smile on her face.
"Why are you smiling?"
While taking the second curve, Wang Jie suddenly noticed Luo Bing's smile and frowned as he asked.
Luo Bing glanced outside. When she saw the Porsche Cayenne's front at least half a meter from the inner barrier, her smile grew stronger, casually saying to Wang Jie, "You've lost."
"Lost?" Wang Jie was stunned, anger rising in his heart. But in that distraction, the Porsche Cayenne he was controlling suddenly became unstable, and while drifting, it got stuck and crashed into the rear wall.
"Did you do it on purpose, disturb my mind?"
Wang Jie roared angrily at Luo Bing.
Seeing the approaching BMW 3X, he was startled, then slammed the accelerator, making the Porsche Cayenne's rear tires spin in place, trying to sprint out again.
Luo Bing took a look at the oncoming BMW 3X, then at the half-meter inner path left by the Porsche Cayenne, furrowing her brows and saying something that left Wang Jie speechless again: "You've lost, he'll overtake you at this curve!"
"Overtake me? On this curve?"
Wang Jie paused again, looking at the mere half-meter path ahead, then sneered at Luo Bing behind him, "Who do you think he is? Just half a meter of the inner path, and you think he'll make it through? Even without my Porsche Cayenne blocking there, it's impossible to stick to the inner path and corner. No one in H City can do it, not even my brother."
Wang Jie thought of his revered big brother, not being able to complete such a corner drift at this distance, filled with disdain for Luo Bing and the BMW 3X behind.
"Let's wait and see if he can do it." Luo Bing smiled faintly, then watched the approaching BMW 3X drifing into the curve, her eyes filled with growing anticipation.
...
"Ah… Ye Qiu, with such a short distance ahead and the Porsche Cayenne blocking, stop the car quickly, don't crash into it."
Just a moment ago, Xu Lei had been astonished by Ye Qiu's miraculous maneuver through the curve. But now, seeing a Porsche Cayenne blocking the way ahead, with only half a car's width of the inside lane available, she yelled at Ye Qiu in panic.
If they didn't make it through, at best they would collide with the Porsche Cayenne; at worst, they would crash through the barrier and plunge down the slope.
Xu Lei was in a panic, watching Ye Qiu remain calm after her shout, she was filled with tension, and her heart began to race wildly.
"Ye Qiu, Ye Qiu, brake quickly... Ah... "
Seeing the curve approaching quickly, Xu Lei closed her eyes in fright.
...
"Ha, this guy really dares to come over, I want to see how he'll get through."
Wang Jie sneered disdainfully as he looked at the rapidly approaching BMW 3X behind him.
Luo Bing also watched the BMW 3X, her delicate fists clenched, her fingernails digging into her tender flesh, but she didn't notice as she was equally tense, watching the BMW 3X.
She wanted to see if the other party could pull off the impossible.
Just as Wang Jie dismissively thought Ye Qiu couldn't do it, and Luo Bing anticipated whether the BMW 3X could perform this miraculous scene, Ye Qiu, driving the BMW 3X, watched the mere half-meter inside curve ahead, his calm demeanor gradually becoming serious.
Then he changed gears and stared at the half-meter inside lane ahead, pressing the accelerator fiercely.
Vroom.
The BMW 3X's exhaust emitted black smoke, and with a roar, the entire vehicle shot straight towards the tight inside lane blocked by the Porsche Cayenne.
"Haha, what's this guy doing? Rushing straight down to his death?"
Wang Jie was startled by Ye Qiu's sudden acceleration toward the lane; if he charged like this, he was bound to crash and end up destroyed.
"What is he doing?"
Luo Bing ignored Wang Jie's mockery, also staring with puzzled wide eyes, watching the BMW 3X seemingly courting death, confused about what he intended to do.
Screech, screech... screech...
But just as Luo Bing saw the BMW 3X's front nearly touch the inside guardrail, she suddenly noticed the car's rear tires grinding in place.
As the screeching sound of tires against the concrete rose, a thick white smoke from tire friction and dense black smoke from the BMW 3X's exhaust covered Luo Bing's view, rendering her temporarily blind to the scene…
"Where's the car?"
Luo Bing anxiously asked, and Wang Jie, driving the Porsche Cayenne, was equally confused, wanting to mock but couldn't open his mouth.
He slowly drifted the Porsche Cayenne around the curve. As the layers of smoke dissipated, they saw the tire marks on the ground, rendering Wang Jie speechless.
Luo Bing, seeing the tire marks and scuffs on the inside guardrail, covered her mouth in shock, eyes full of disbelief.
"He... he made it through the inside curve with 0 millimeters clearance? This... this skill level is at least Car King level, no, could that person really be from Shangjing?"
Luo Bing's heart was filled with shock, and Wang Jie, witnessing the scene ahead, swallowed hard, his inner shock also unable to settle.
"He... he actually did it. Such a maneuver, even my brother couldn't achieve it, how did he do it..."
Wang Jie lamented inwardly, his heart pounded wildly, struck by Ye Qiu's extraordinary driving skills.
Wang Jie and Luo Bing were both so shocked, and the sycophants from before were too scared to breathe.
Remembering how they had belittled him, they felt deeply ashamed.
Wang Jie's drift through the curve was nearly 30 centimeters from the inside lane, while that person did it at 0 millimeters; who is stronger?
Recalling his praises for Wang Jie's perfect curve, yet the BMW 3X driver was practically divine?
"Haha, Wang Jie, I told you that you lost, are you convinced now?"
After calming her shock, Luo Bing said pleasantly to the similarly speechless Wang Jie in front.
Hearing Luo Bing's words, Wang Jie felt a sting in his heart. Although the other's god-like driving had triumphed over him, somehow, he seethed with hatred towards the BMW 3X driver.
Not because of anyone, but because that BMW 3X driver was the one he despised and often mocked as the fool Ye Qiu.
"Playing such a deep game, fool!"
Wang Jie looked ahead at the BMW 3X parked by the guardrail, seemingly waiting for him, anger flaring in his eyes like a blaze.
Then, seeing the BMW 3X parked tightly beside the guardrail, with a drop of over ten meters below, if he knocked it over ...
Wang Jie found the idea increasingly feasible, not because he couldn't stand losing, but because he couldn't accept losing to Ye Qiu.
Thinking this, Wang Jie slowly drove the Porsche Cayenne toward the BMW 3X.
As he approached five or six meters, Wang Jie suddenly pressed a red button on the steering wheel, instantly unleashing a powerful flame from the Porsche Cayenne's exhaust.
Vroom.
With a massive thrust, like a ravenous wolf baring its bloody fangs, the Porsche Cayenne charged towards the BMW 3X.
Inside the Porsche Cayenne, Wang Jie wore a twisted grin as he saw the BMW 3X about to be hit, and through the window, he saw Ye Qiu's panicked expression, yelling excitedly: "Die, you... "