Vroom vroom.
In the Porsche Cayenne, Wang Jie listened to the approaching roar of the BMW 3X's engine behind him, frowning tightly.
"That's not right, that's not the BMW 3X's engine, this car's engine has been modified."
Wang Jie, a C-Level professional racing driver, instantly knew that the engine of the BMW 3X behind was not a stock engine but a racing-specific engine, and its level was at Level 1?
Wang Jie was somewhat uncertain, but recalling that his own car, from the engine to the transmission or the fuel system, was equipped with top-notch racing parts all upgraded to Level 1, he felt reassured in his heart.
"Hmph, this car is our Jiying Racing Team's main car, already infinitely close to a Level 2 race car. Other than the captain and the people from Situ Yang's team, there are not many cars in the whole of H City that can keep up."
Wang Jie glanced at the ever-approaching BMW 3X through the rearview mirror, a cold glint mixed with disdain glistened in his eyes: "Not bad, but you've met me, Wang Jie. Today, I'll show you what a real car is."
It's not that Wang Jie was arrogant, but as a C-Level driver, in H City, a city where besides the early departure of Situ Yang, the highest registered is SS, a C-Level driver is already considered quite impressive.
The entire Huaxia Professional Racing Alliance cannot even compare to the Professional Racing Alliance in the United States.
In the Asian Region, standing in front of the Huaxia Professional Racing Alliance are the insurmountable mountains of RB and HG.
Thus, there are already few professional racing drivers in Huaxia, and for Wang Jie, being a professional racing driver and reaching the level of a C-Level driver in his twenties, was enough for him to be proud.
The Porsche Cayenne, under the control of a fully confident Wang Jie, roared with fury like a wild horse as it sped forward rapidly.
Watching the BMW 3X being left behind once more in the rearview mirror, Wang Jie smirked disdainfully at Luo Bing, who was excited behind him: "Hmph, see? This is the gap, I'm going to make him feel despair…"
Upon hearing Wang Jie's words, Luo Bing frowned slightly, turning back to glance at the BMW 3X which was once again falling behind, her fists clenched tightly.
"Hmph, a rookie is just a rookie, trying to compete with me in a straight-line acceleration? Still too green…"
Seeing Luo Bing's silence and the BMW 3X disappearing from the rearview mirror, Wang Jie's disdainful smile grew stronger.
However, just as his words fell, the roar of the BMW 3X's engine behind erupted once again.
The roar of the BMW 3X's engine struck Wang Jie's ears like a ghost's wailing, rendering him incredulous: "How is this possible?"
As this sound reached Luo Bing's ears, it was like a heavenly melody. Watching the BMW 3X catching up once more, Luo Bing smiled: "Keep it up!"
...
"Ye Qiu, we caught up, we actually caught up…"
Inside the BMW 3X, sitting in the passenger seat, Xu Lei, who had previously been disappointed when left behind by the Porsche Cayenne, now, seeing the Porsche Cayenne appearing once more under Ye Qiu's full-speed acceleration, was filled with surprise and joy, cheering like a child.
Ye Qiu glanced in the rearview mirror at Xu Lei, who was as happy as a child, smiled slightly, then looked forward at the Porsche Cayenne, his car's hood almost touching the opponent's car's tail, and said: "It's over…"
As he spoke, Ye Qiu slammed on the accelerator, the BMW 3X emitting a roar, followed by black smoke billowing from its exhaust, and the entire car shot forward like a rocket, instantly overtaking the Porsche Cayenne.
In a flash, it was running side by side with the Porsche Cayenne.
Ye Qiu turned his head, looking through the window at Wang Jie in the Porsche Cayenne, and Wang Jie also turned his head simultaneously.
Their eyes met, and Wang Jie's expression changed instantly when he saw that the driver of the BMW 3X was Ye Qiu, whom he had always looked down upon and mocked as a fool.
"Ye…"
Before Wang Jie could finish, he suddenly felt his Porsche Cayenne being heavily hit by the BMW 3X, catching him off guard and causing him to lose control instantly, the Porsche Cayenne was knocked to one side.
Wang Jie was shocked, staring at the approaching telephone pole ahead, his pupils constricting, and he fiercely gritted his teeth, using both hands and feet simultaneously to slam on the brakes.
The Porsche, which should have hit the telephone pole, ended up with its side collided with the pole under Wang Jie's superb control, creating a dent in the body but no other severe damage.
Having narrowly escaped, Wang Jie, looking at the BMW 3X seemingly waiting ahead, his eyes on Ye Qiu in the driver's seat of the BMW 3X, and seeing the faint smile on Ye Qiu's face, a cold sweat dripped down his forehead.
"Fool, I didn't expect it was you…", Wang Jie felt his teeth grind with resentment towards Ye Qiu, infuriated by the thought that the fool he scorned almost killed him.
"Since you are so ignorant, I'll entertain you for a while…"
Wang Jie slowly drove the Porsche Cayenne to the side of the BMW 3X, rolling down the window slowly, looking at Ye Qiu behind the BMW 3X's glass, he extended a finger, showing a middle finger, and said: "I didn't expect you would race, since you can, how about competing with me?"
As Wang Jie spoke, Luo Bing seated in the back looked at the person inside the BMW 3X through the car window. The darkness, coupled with two layers of glass, made her vision blurry and she could not see clearly.
But she vaguely noticed that it wasn't Teacher Xu Lei, and from the silhouette, it was a skinny boy with shaggy hair.
"It's not Teacher Xu, who is he?"
Luo Bing visualized in her mind a skinny, tall boy with shaggy hair, pondering long but unable to recall anyone she knew who fit that description.
"Could it be?"
Suddenly, a figure appeared in Luo Bing's mind.
Skinny, slender, with shaggy hair, a delicate face that blushes just from speaking to a girl.
"Ye Qiu, could he be Ye Qiu?"
Luo Bing thought of the boy who first hugged her, feeling puzzled, but immediately shook her head: "Even though Ye Qiu claimed he could drive, how can someone with such superb driving skills possibly be Ye Qiu?"
Not entirely sure, Luo Bing wanted to take a closer look, but saw the window of the BMW 3X roll down, and a slender hand extended out.
The fingers were nice, long.
She saw the extended hand slowly clench into a fist and then retracted, the window rolling up right after.
"He accepted Wang Jie's challenge!"
Seeing the clenched fist, Luo Bing knew it was a signal that the driver accepted the race. Though she didn't know the owner of the BMW 3X who saved her, the thought that this person risked their life to save her filled her heart with gratitude towards the BMW 3X's owner.
But then she recalled her earlier thought, if Xu Lei had been a boy, she would marry him, made Luo Bing's face slowly turn red.
...
"Alright, you've got guts."
Wang Jie saw Ye Qiu accept his challenge and sneered inwardly. Although Ye Qiu's earlier display of driving skills impressed him, he was confident in himself.
In H City, no more than five people could beat him.
Moreover, his impression of Ye Qiu was always that of an idiot, sometimes a crazy one, so he looked down on Ye Qiu.
At the moment Ye Qiu rolled down the car window, Wang Jie glimpsed what seemed like a person in Ye Qiu's passenger seat, leading Wang Jie to speculate: "Could it be that person was driving just now?"
The more Wang Jie thought about it, the more plausible it seemed, which bolstered his confidence and deepened his disdain for Ye Qiu.
"Shouldn't we bet something on our race?"
Wang Jie felt frustrated being chased by this BMW 3X all night, and now that they were racing, he wanted to win something to feel satisfied.
Inside the BMW 3X, upon hearing Wang Jie's words, Ye Qiu frowned slightly and exchanged a glance with Xu Lei beside him.
Xu Lei also furrowed her brows and said, "That Wang Jie is a Level C driver. Are you sure you can handle it?"
Although Ye Qiu's previous driving shook her, Xu Lei still felt that winning against Wang Jie, a Level C driver, wouldn't be simple.
Ye Qiu glanced at the disdainful Wang Jie and said calmly, "I'll make sure he doesn't even see my taillights."
Xu Lei heard Ye Qiu's words, opened her mouth but said nothing, her brows furrowing gradually, thinking Ye Qiu might be too arrogant.
After all, Wang Jie is still a Professional Racing Driver, and a Level C driver at that.
Although Xu Lei witnessed Ye Qiu's prowess, comparing him against a Professional Racing Driver?
She said nothing, nor did Ye Qiu, but upon hearing Wang Jie's wager outside, Ye Qiu rolled down the window and said, "Whoever wins gets the other's car."
After speaking, he looked at Xu Lei: "Teacher, you don't mind, do you?"
"This..." Xu Lei slightly frowned.
"Trust me!" Ye Qiu saw Xu Lei's hesitation and said.
Xu Lei deeply gazed into Ye Qiu's eyes, seeing the confidence shining in Ye Qiu's clear eyes, she grit her teeth: "Alright, I'll trust you this time."
...
The night slowly descended, stars sparse, over the streets of H City at 10 PM, with few cars around.
Under a dim streetlight, a Porsche Cayenne and a BMW 3X stood side by side, headlights flashing, engines roaring piercingly.
Inside the Porsche Cayenne, Wang Jie sharply stared ahead, filled with confidence, glanced sidelong at Ye Qiu in the adjacent BMW 3X, a cold smile flickering on his lips.
"Fool, I'll show you what real racing is..."
Saying that, Wang Jie honked his horn, then slammed the gas pedal, and the Porsche Cayenne's engine roared, exhaust pipe spewing flames, as it shot forward.
"Ye Qiu, hurry up, Wang Jie is running away..."
Inside the BMW 3X, Ye Qiu had one hand resting on the window, gripping the steering wheel with the other, constantly adjusting the gas. Hearing Xu Lei's urging, he smiled slightly, then suddenly floored the gas.
Roar.
A plume of black smoke burst from the BMW 3X's exhaust, chasing after the Porsche Cayenne.
...
Screech...Screech...
After the BMW 3X and Porsche Cayenne sped off, as Ye Qiu and Wang Jie's race began.
Two obviously modified Land Rovers halted at the scene with a screech.
Then, two people got out, none other than Xiaolong and Xiaojie who earlier submitted to Ye Qiu.
"Seems the deputy captain is set to race with that fellow."
Xiaolong listened to the distant engine and braking sounds and commented.
Xiaojie said, "Who do you think will win between the deputy captain and that guy?"
"Hard to say, you and I both witnessed that guy's strength, probably almost matching the captain."
"Does that mean Deputy Captain Wang Jie is bound to lose?"
"Not necessarily, that guy's very strong, but don't forget Deputy Captain Wang Jie's Porsche Cayenne is modified, most importantly, it has an extreme propulsion system installed..."
Hearing about the extreme propulsion system, Xiaojie's mouth slightly opened in surprise: "When did Deputy Captain Wang Jie install that extreme propulsion system? During a race, who could catch up? It's like cheating..."
Xiaolong nodded: "That's why, even though that guy's formidable, whether he can beat Deputy Captain Wang Jie is really uncertain..."
Ring ring.
Xiaolong's phone rang at that moment.
After taking out his phone and seeing the caller ID was the captain, Xiaolong was shocked, made a hush gesture to Xiaojie, then respectfully answered the call: "Hello, Captain, it's Xiaolong."
"What are you guys doing? Who told you to kidnap Luo Bing? Do you know who Luo Bing is? She's the daughter of the H City Automobile Guild president..."
Hearing the stern, furious voice on the phone, Xiaolong and Xiaojie exchanged a glance, swallowing hard in disbelief: "Luo Bing is, is...the daughter of the Automobile Guild president? This is trouble..."