Chapter 49: The Beast Roars

  "The most thrilling competition is about to begin!" The Beatles shouted loudly, pointing towards Philip's track: "The legendary killer of the shadows, Sir Philip, he is a rare genius in the field of speed, and also a top-notch racing driver. At least on this highway, he has almost never failed. He is an elegant man, but also a passionate man, let us cheer for him!"

  "Philip! Philip! Philip!"... A loud and enthusiastic chant erupted below, with men and women shouting out Philip's name.

  Philip, already seated in the car, rolled down the window and waved gently to the crowd, flashing a dignified and noble smile.

  。

  "And next up is Luca, who has appeared here multiple times and successfully taken home the championship!"

  As the Beatles' introduction reached a fever pitch, an even more frenzied scream erupted from the crowd than before. The screams earlier were mostly women, but now they were mostly men, Ling Hu was a stunning beauty, a genuine beauty.

  "Luca doesn't need a nickname, because as a woman she has already beautifully interpreted speed beyond its definition. She is the embodiment of beauty, she is the fairy of the kingdom of speed. I have to admit that Luca is my idol and also my dream goddess, I love her, I adore her... Wooo..."

  The fox spirit rushed into the crowd, sticking out its tongue and revealing a mischievous smile on its face.

  Her expression made people like her even more, those men kept sending kisses to her from a distance, and several men held roses, preparing to give them to Ling Hu.

  "The next driver is..." The Beatles looked at Angel with perfect looks but extremely cold and didn't know what to say.

  This female driver he had never seen before and had never appeared in any racing arena.

  "This is a mysterious driver with an angelic face, perhaps she will become the fire rose that blooms in the night..." The Beatles reacted quickly and said a string of words, accidentally revealing Angel's nickname.

  As for Lu Dih Long, he didn't even let the Beatles speak, and he got into the car without looking back. From various situations, this competition is full of unknowns, that arrogant man did not drive, but chose to sit in the woman's car.

  If nothing unexpected happens, neither of these two women is a good person to mess with. The woman who was just icy-faced kicked the man to the ground with one foot, and this alone is enough to attract attention, because the power and speed of that kick are not something a woman can burst out with.

  The cars roared to life, the four vehicles accelerating in unison with a low growl, their tires screeching against the ground with a loud squeal.

  "Fasten your seatbelt." Ling Hu reminded Zhao Ziyang, his foot loosening and pressing the accelerator, preparing for a sprint.

  No need

  "Zhao Ziyang refused the spirit fox's request and smiled lightly: "In our country, it is generally not customary to wear seatbelts."

  Ling Hu ignored Zhao Ziyang and focused on controlling her own car.

  Compared to others, Ling Hu's car is the most ferocious one, with a maximum horsepower of 2500. The most important thing is that it accelerates the fastest and has the highest top speed. Logically speaking, she should win easily on this flat highway, but she doesn't dare to be even slightly careless.

  Philip's is a Ferrari F430, which is a classic sports car from many years ago and is actually a bit outdated now. However, the interior of this car has undergone almost complete professional modification, except for its exterior being a Ferrari, its inner strength is completely a fierce beast bursting with power.

  Lu Dulong's car is a standard beast, all the modifications are centered on how to burst out the maximum speed of the car, and everything else is thrown away. The car modified in this way is disposable, after running this lap, the car is completely scrapped.

  The worst is Angel's R8, but it also depends on who is driving it.

  "Spirit Fox, I didn't expect you to be an excellent racing driver..."

  Just as Zhao Ziyang was chatting with Ling Hu lightly, the person holding a red flag in front of him slammed the flag heavily to the ground.

  "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" A loud roar suddenly erupted, and the four cars charged forward ferociously, like roaring beasts.

  Zhao Ziyang was thrown backward with great force by the sports car's sudden acceleration and almost fell onto the back seat.

  With a loud "bang", Zhao Ziyang's head heavily hit the car wall, leaving him dazed for a moment. After regaining his senses, Zhao Ziyang quickly fastened his seatbelt and stared fixedly ahead.

  Speed, indeed extreme speed, is a kind of stimulation that makes one's heart beat rapidly. At this moment, nothing else matters; what matters is how to go even faster!

  Four cars formed a front and rear posture in an instant: Lu Dihong's beast of a car, which had abandoned all other modifications, flashed to the forefront; closely following was Linghu's car, with a distance of over ten meters from the beast in front.

  Then a strange scene appeared, Philip's car suddenly rushed out of the road and crashed heavily into the ground.

  。

  "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of the car body colliding kept ringing out, Angel drove the R8 fiercely towards Philip's car and rammed it until Philip's car was completely overturned before reversing and speeding forward.

  This is the real beast, R8 disappears from sight with a long tail light in the stunned eyes of everyone.

  "Damn it! Son of a bitch!!!” He emerged from the car in disarray, kicking his own car fiercely with his feet and tearing off his tie.

  This has stripped him of all his reserve and dignity, leaving only anger, boundless anger.

  He lost, he was thoroughly defeated from the moment the race started.

  It's not against the rules for two cars to collide in a race, but he didn't expect to be outsmarted by that woman from the very beginning.

  This was Angel's intention, she had to ensure that Ling Hu could win this Philip first. The reason for helping Ling Hu is simple, if this little girl loses, there will be no money to pay back, so she made a small compromise.

  That car was speeding along the country road like lightning, with Ling Hu and Lu Dian Long unfolding their rivalry one after another, while An Qi Er was left far behind. The situation was clear: the first and second places would be decided between Ling Hu and Lu Dian Long.

  Zhao Ziyang sat in the car and carefully felt this stimulation. He felt himself flying, really flying.

  The spirit fox beside her shifted gears with a bewildering speed, her right hand moving in a blur. Her feet worked the accelerator and clutch with an unexplainable sense of harmony. A look of intense focus appeared on her face, one that only showed up when she was driving at full throttle - street racing being the only hobby outside of her life's ambition.

  "Boom! Boom!......" Two cars roared and sped by, whipping up a fierce gust of wind. The highway in the rearview mirror flashed by at a speed that was almost impossible for the human eye to catch.

  The pointer on the speedometer was at 330 and still climbing, a speed that Zhao Ziyang had never seen before.

  Mixed with the excitement was an inexplicable fear, and even my body began to feel a little numb, my legs started to go soft. The people in the car and the driver presented two completely different expressions, Ling Hu only had excitement, intense excitement, so excited that he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips fiercely.

  "It's done!" The spirit fox shouted loudly at Zhao Ziyang, his eyes fixed on the curve ahead.

  The curve is relatively small and must be driven at a reduced speed, otherwise the vehicle will be thrown out when passing through the curve.

  。

  The Kylins Fox didn't seem to have any intention of slowing down, the numbers on the speedometer were still climbing, climbing up to the terrifying number 380.

  Zhao Ziyang's two legs went completely soft, not because he was lazy, but because he was scared by the desperate attitude of the spirit fox. This is playing with cars, not playing with lives, it would be a waste to die here.

  "Slow down, are you trying to get us killed?!" Zhao Ziyang yelled at Ling Hu, his eyes wide with terror as the curve approached in mere seconds.

  "Hahaha......" Ling Hu laughed loudly, with a smug expression on his face.

  At the moment of entering a turn, Ling Hu swiftly turned the steering wheel with one hand, stepped on the clutch and brake pedals simultaneously with both feet, and then quickly shifted gears with his right hand.

  The ndshark, as it charged into the turn, its entire body slid sideways, producing a dramatic friction between the tires and the ground, sending up a cloud of blue smoke. The sliding car body was both violent and elegant, as if completing a beautiful drift.

  "Boom!"

  The spirit fox completed a beautiful drift and stepped on the accelerator again, letting ndshark roar forward once more.

  At the same time, the Porsche Carrera GT that had just been left behind also completed a sideways drift under Lu Dulong's exquisite driving skills and roared past again.

  The two cars were once again engaged in a game of cat and mouse, neither willing to back down.

  "Hmm..." Zhao Ziyang took a deep breath and stretched out his left hand, giving Ling Hu a thumbs up.

  Fighting, Ling Hu is no good; playing chariots, Zhao Ziyang is no good...

  "Bang!" A loud noise rang out, and the body of ndshark's car shook violently. The tires skidded, and it almost got knocked off the road by the Porsche behind it.

  With the impact, Ling Hu and Zhao Ziyang's bodies were affected at the same time, and they involuntarily shook violently.

  "Bang!" Another fierce impact, Porsche wanted to knock ndshark over.

  The spirit fox that was under attack glanced in the rearview mirror and with both hands turned the steering wheel to the left, shaking off the Porsche behind its butt.

  But Porsche immediately followed up, continuing to complete the impact on ndshark.

  Two cars are racing on a rural road in an S-curve, at such high speed, the vehicle that is hit is absolutely inferior, and if you're not careful, it's a car crash with loss of life.

  Ling Hu stretched out his hand and pressed a button at the front of the car, and ndshark's exhaust pipe suddenly spewed out a flame, with the entire body of the car wildly shooting forward by over a hundred meters.

  Just as the car was about to get away from the Porsche, the Lynx suddenly stepped on the brakes.

  With a "ding" sound, the high-performance ndshark came to a sudden stop.

  The Porsche behind saw the ndshark in front of it stop suddenly, and immediately turned the steering wheel sharply to avoid it. In a situation where the vehicle in front was completely stationary, it didn't dare to crash into it at a speed of over 300 meters per second; the stationary ndshark was a fulcrum obstacle that could easily overturn it.

  If it hits, Porsche will flip over the entire ndshark's head and then heavily crash to the ground.

  "Hmph, let's fight!" The spirit fox shook her soft golden hair and stepped on the accelerator, charging towards the Porsche with a fierce battle cry.

  The form completely reversed, turned into a spirit fox driving to crash into a Porsche.

  The two cars continued their chase, soon completing half of the journey, when they encountered a train crossing the highway.

  The train passed by at a moderate speed, forcing the two cars to slow down.

  At this moment, a carriage of the train flashed out a familiar flame that Zhao Ziyang was extremely familiar with.

  "Boom!"

  Lu Dihong's Porsche flew up, flipped twice in the air and landed heavily on the ground beside the road. After landing, the sports car rolled over several times again, with the entire body completely deformed.

  Sniper!

  "Rustle......" A long, drawn-out scraping sound came, and the ndshark stopped horizontally in the middle of the road. Zhao Ziyang and Ling Hu simultaneously jumped out of the car and rolled onto the highway.

  "Boom! Boom! Boom!......" The train continued to move forward at a steady pace, slowly leaving the rural highway behind.