Saturday, 7:32 PM.
Dusk was thick like motor oil, permeating the jagged silhouette of the abandoned factory.
In the cracks of the twelve-story concrete skeleton, the last rays of the setting sun were caught between rusty rebar, melting the 1930s automotive palace into a dark golden wreck.
A string of neon tubes hung from rusty steel beams, flickering on and off, illuminating the crowd below.
They were like a pack of hungry beasts, restlessly circling the steel gladiators about to battle.
"Hey! Idiot! You're f***ing blocking my view of the starting line!"
A burly, dreadlocked Latino man shoved the white guy in front of him, his "Detroit vs. Everybody" tattoo glistening with sweat on his arm.
The guy who was cursed turned around and gave a middle finger: "Motherf***er!! Does your broken Honda even count as a car?"
A burst of laughter and whistles immediately erupted from the surroundings.
The crowd was buzzing at a safe distance.
Mexican teenagers weaved through on modified scooters, exhaust fumes mixed with the smell of marijuana.
Old men with gold chains sat on folding chairs, a betting ledger on their laps, the tip of a pen still stained with blood from the previous race.
As Zhang Jie slowly drove his camaro into the venue, the surrounding crowd erupted in an enthusiastic cheer, it seemed there were new racers joining the competition.
Tej, sitting in the passenger seat, excitedly rolled down the window, leaned halfway out, and waved his hands.
He kept saying, "Hey! Hot stuff, wanna spend the night with me? My little brother is invincible!"
But the people next to him didn't care at all; such behavior was commonplace here.
However, Zhang Jie's yellow camaro still caught attention.
A big V8 wasn't strange, but an Asian kid driving a big V8 was a different story.
Behind the camaro, a green Mercedes-Benz AMG GT followed, a V8 rear-wheel-drive sports car, a beast on the track.
Wood's car was also armed to the teeth, but he came along today not to participate in the race, but to see what kind of results this kid Zhang Jie could achieve, and most importantly, could he survive?
The addition of newcomers sparked an even greater cheer from the crowd.
When the yellow camaro stopped, the hot women all walked towards it, after all, this was more enticing than an old, beat-up Honda.
As Zhang Jie got out of the car, a hot woman directly grabbed his collar.
"Hey, Baby, can I sit in your passenger seat?"
Zhang Jie glanced at the Black hot woman, smiled and shook his head: "Sorry, my standards are very high."
Then, Zhang Jie's gaze began to sweep across the crowd; there were hot women with fiery figures everywhere, and the cars parked in the crowd each had their own style.
Among the cars, a cherry red Mustang GT500 roared its engine, the blue flames from its exhaust illuminating a blonde woman leaning against the car door.
She wore black patent leather hot pants that barely covered her buttocks, her long legs crossed, and on her feet were 20-centimeter strappy high heels, the heels so sharp they could stab a strong man to death.
As she bent down to wipe the rearview mirror, her ample bosom, nearly spilling out of her low-cut tight top, drew whistles from all around.
"Hey mamacita!" a gangster with gold teeth shouted at her, "Wanna go for a drink with me after the race? My bed is much more comfortable than this broken car!"
The blonde woman didn't even lift her head, she just slowly pulled a banknote from her bra, lit it with a lighter, and used the flame to light the cigarette in her mouth.
"Sorry, boys," she blew a perfect smoke ring, "I only sleep with winners."
Not far away, several hot women wearing fishnet stockings and studded bras were dancing on the hood of a modified camaro, swaying their hips to the deafening hip-hop music, their high heels leaving tiny scratches on the carbon fiber hood.
The car owner, far from being annoyed, excitedly slapped the steering wheel: "Hell yeah! Dance harder, baby!"
"F*** you! Cross!"
The owner of a Dodge Challenger opposite shouted, "Get your hussies out of here! They're blocking my view of the traffic light!"
Before long, Tej returned, patted Zhang Jie's shoulder and said, "I've put your car up for bets, it's all up to you now."
Zhang Jie raised an eyebrow, and just as he was about to turn to get back in the car, a white man walked over.
"Hey! Wimp! This car isn't something you can handle. If you don't want to die, just tuck your tail and leave obediently."
"Hahahahaha!"
The crowd burst into laughter.
Looking at his arrogant eyes, Zhang Jie scanned the surroundings and found that everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, all anticipating something.
Tej leaned close to his ear and said, "This should be the newcomer welcome ceremony, it's up to you how you handle it."
Zhang Jie's mouth curved into a smile.
"I know whether I'm a wimp or not, but you're definitely a little wimp."
As Zhang Jie spoke, his eyes were only fixed on the white man's crotch.
Such a sharp retort immediately caused the crowd to erupt in even more enthusiastic cheers, and the hot women's gazes towards Zhang Jie also became fervent.
"F***!"
The white man was clearly enraged by Zhang Jie's words; he immediately threw a punch.
"Can't win with words, so you're resorting to violence? You really are a wimp."
This level of fighting was no pressure for Zhang Jie; he directly blocked the man's punch with his left hand, and at the same time, he kicked his right foot forward sharply, causing the man's right foot to slip out, making him sit on the ground in a split position.
"Hiss~"
Tej, who was nearby, suddenly felt a pain in his crotch.
The intense tearing sensation made the white man scream in agony.
But why would Zhang Jie indulge him?
He directly raised his foot again and kicked the white man in the head, "Go to sleep, wimp!"
Watching Zhang Jie's swift and violent counterattack, the hot women in the crowd looked at him with even more fervent and passionate eyes.
Some hot women even started to approach him, but by then, Zhang Jie had already turned and gotten into the car.
Fighting? The one thing I'm not afraid of is fighting.
Several gazes fell on Zhang Jie, then subtly withdrew.
The crowd suddenly erupted in an even more frenzied scream, and the traffic lights in front of the starting line began to flash.
When Zhang Jie drove the car to the starting line, the car door suddenly opened, and the blonde woman who had burned money to light her cigarette earlier got in.
She got in without asking, simple and crude, not even bothering to ask Zhang Jie if she could come in, and the first thing she did after getting in was light a slim cigarette.
It must be said that her looks were truly stunning, just like Vanessa Kirby.
Turning to Zhang Jie, she exhaled a light puff of smoke: "Aria, confident you can win the race? Strong boy."
Zhang Jie waved his hand, dispersing the smoke in front of him, "Of course."
At the starting line, a sign girl wearing a leopard print bikini and knee-high boots wiggled her butt to the center of the road, the green flag in her hand fluttering in the night wind.
She deliberately bent down in slow motion, revealing the deep cleavage of her chest, drawing whistles and curses from all around:
"Damn! I'm gonna shove that flag in my pants!"
"Shit! This chick is way hotter than my ex-girlfriend!"
"Move your fat ass, bitch!" The race is about to start!"
Four thousand LED tubes pierced the dust, illuminating the starting line sloppily painted with fluorescent paint deep within the factory.
Someone turned on a portable speaker, and the intro to 50 Cent's "In Da Club" was cut short by the roar of engines.
When the first red light came on, the entire Packard factory fell into an eerie silence, thirty engines collectively holding their breath, condensation dripping from the exhaust pipes like nervous sweat.
The next second, the moment the green light flashed, the roar of all V8 engines converged into a deafening wave of sound, and the white smoke generated by the friction of tires instantly swallowed the sign girl who was still wiggling her hips...
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