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There was a coat wrapped around the surface of many young girls, but it was all in the '31' style. The man, no matter whether he had muscles or not, was bare-chested and very excited. He embraced the woman beside him, whether she knew him or not, and gave her a long, almost suffocating French tongue kiss.
This scene made Chen Yang restless. He imagined how great it would be if there was a beautiful woman sitting in the passenger seat. However, when his eyes met the pockmarked face of the driver, his stomach churned and he quickly gave up on this beautiful idea.
Chen Yang watched for a while before realizing that this was a race, one of the must-have events for most rich kids to enjoy at midnight. Unknowingly, Chen Yang had followed Xiao Hong's Maserati onto the track.
In this situation, Maserati's performance was fully displayed. He was constantly shifting positions in the middle of the car, his nimble posture quickly leaving Chen Yang far behind.
"F * ck, I didn't see wrong, right? That's a …." A taxi? "
"F * ck, where did you get this shitty rental from, hurry up and get out of here. Don't disturb this daddy from watching the competition!"
"He's courting his own death. How dare he barge into the track while opening a crappy taxi? Is the driver's brain really that hilarious?"
"Interesting, interesting. I've watched a sports car all my life, but I've never seen anyone drive a taxi to compete. Let me ask you, can I buy it? I'll bet fifty cents on it to win!"
"Hahahaha."
The surrounding crowd discussed animatedly, and from time to time, a wave of laughter exploded out.
"F * ck!"
Chen Yang opened the window and gave them the middle finger, which attracted a wave of screams and curses.
"Wow ~ So cool, so stylish." Even the way you drive a taxi is so fascinating. Ah, no, I'm going to faint. " A woman's eyes were twinkling, her huge chest was shaking, and there was a wave of white.
"Handsome my ass! Isn't it just a poor diaosi who opened a taxi?" There were some guys who were unhappy on the side. The "Bo/Ba" whom he had been flirting with for a long time was actually confused by a taxi man.
"That's right, why are you acting like this? Men, bring me over here. I'm definitely ten times more handsome than him!" Someone else replied.
"Sisters, hit them! How dare they insult our male god!" Hearing someone speak badly of Chen Yang, Bo/Ba's sister immediately got unhappy, and called a group of her sisters over to give them a good beating.
"Aiyo, be more gentle, don't hit your face. We rely on our faces to eat. " A wail came from the crowd.
Chen Yang, who was driving, didn't notice the fight between "Mignon" and "Blackie" that had broken out because of him. Looking at the situation of the car in front of him, he suddenly had a headache.
The crowd of cars had almost completely blocked the road ahead. Two cars, one red and one white, drove side by side, leaving only a small gap in the middle. It looked like he would not be able to get through.
Looking at this scene, pockmarked face was full of pride. He looked at Chen Yang, as if saying, "Look, I'm not wrong, right? If we can't catch up, then we won't be able to. Now you believe me, right?"
Unexpectedly, Chen Yang seemed to be born to slap his own face. The pockmarked face just stared blankly at Chen Yang's next actions, as his eyes widened in fright.
He saw Chen Yang stomp the throttle down to the ground again and charge towards the car in front.
100 meters, 50 meters, 30 meters … They got closer and closer, and just as they were about to collide, the pockmarks on his face revealed an extremely terrified expression. His hands no longer covered his chin, but were waving about in the air as he screamed:
"Brake!" Brake! They were about to collide! "Ah ~ I'm going to die!" The sound of a pig being butchered resounded throughout the entire track.
Unexpectedly, Chen Yang acted like he didn't hear anything. He put the car in gear and sped up once again until the car hit the two cars. Then, he slowly and unhurriedly turned the steering wheel.
However, the entire car did not roll out as people had imagined it would. Instead, it was in a slanted position, like a gecko climbing a wall. The left side of the car was completely suspended, while the right side of the car, with the tire firmly grasping onto the ground, dangerously passed through the gap between the two cars. Afterwards, he firmly landed on the ground and rushed forward without slowing down at all.
"What the f * ck!" F * ck! "What the f * ck!" Someone yelled three times in a row. He was extremely shocked.
"Wow, I knew my man was a hero and one day he would come in a taxi and marry me. "Ahhh, I'm so happy." The younger sister began to be infatuated again.
However, this time, no one said anything bad about Chen Yang.
Chen Yang's performance was like a stunt, shocking the audience and instantly igniting the atmosphere in the hall.
Only the pockmarked face had an unsightly expression. For a moment, he felt as if his head was about to touch the earth, and an intense feeling of disgust continuously came over him. But before he could fully suppress the feeling of vomiting, a dangerous feeling crept into his heart.
Sure enough, facing a 180 degree turn, Chen Yang didn't slow down at all. He crashed forward like a headless fly. The pockmarked driver's face turned green.
This curve was called the U-turn. It was narrow and fast, allowing only one car to pass at a time. The racers would generally slow down to a certain degree when they arrived here. Even Xiao Hong, an expert racer, would have to slow down to pass safely. A reckless act like Chen Yang was practically committing suicide! The pockmarked face even closed its eyes in despair.
"Yo, you look quite fashionable. It is said that in order to live well, one must have a little green on the head. You are so green that it makes people panic. I think that your future days are going to be pretty good, haha. " Chen Yang glanced at the pockmarked face and said with a smile.
F * ck, he must be crazy! He was already about to die, yet he still had the time to tease me. What sort of sin was this? No wonder his right eyelid was jumping all over the place tonight. He shouldn't have come out!
The pockmarked face let out a wail in its heart. In his eyes, Chen Yang had already become a demon.
"Put..." "Let me down." The pockmarks on his face trembled, and he wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
"Hehe, that's not what you told me in the beginning."
"Watch carefully, this is what you call a life and death hour!"
The moment the car turned the corner, Chen Yang said in a low voice to the pockmarked face as he continuously changed gears. The car's speed was so fast that it was simply outrageous!
The surrounding crowd held their breaths as they watched the scene before them nervously. This was especially true for little sister Bo Ba, whose heart was about to leap out of her throat.
Suddenly, Chen Yangqi stepped on the accelerator and brake, slightly tilted the steering wheel, and felt the sky and earth spin around him.
The ear-piercing sound of tires rubbing against the ground rang out, and four black arcs clearly appeared before everyone's eyes. The whole car drew a perfect semicircle in the track, and successfully entered the inner circle of the track, passing through the middle of a few cars and creating sparks from the friction.
The crowd erupted into cheers again.
"Dang, dang, dang."
"Pa, pa, pa."
Sounds of cars colliding with each other and the broken rearview mirror continuously rang out. Chen Yang was like a fearless bull dashing on the track.
As he developed his Discipline, his control over his body became more and more familiar. Whether it was speed, strength, or technique, he was much stronger than most people. Through his perspective, he had completely figured out the situation of the track. As long as he used his body's advantages properly, racing was like a game to him!
This was also the reason why Chen Yang felt humiliated when pockmarked face told him that he didn't understand cars in the beginning. Therefore, he decided to let this Nanjiang City god have a good taste of speed and passion!
"Bam!"
The taxi slammed into another car on the track, knocking the pockmarked face into a mess. At the same time, the loud sound of the two cars colliding deeply hurt his eardrums. He clutched his chest with a deathly pale face, as if he was on the verge of death.
Chen Yang ignored him. Unknowingly, he had already put down one of his hands and was relying only on one hand to control the car to complete a series of drifts and overrides.
With a beautiful flick of the tail, Chen Yang snatched the lane's inner lane and overtook the last racer in front of him. He jumped to first place. Maserati's performance was not counted because he was the first to reach the track before the match began.
However, Chen Yang's goal was only the silver Maserati.
Since there weren't any other cars blocking Chen Yang's way, the distance between him and Xiao Hong's Maserati also gradually shortened.
Seeing Chen Yang rushing towards the finish line, the surrounding crowd fell into a frenzy!
A miracle!
Chen Yang had created a miracle!
A long-dilapidated taxi that turned out to be an expensive and well-modified super sportscar was worthy of being called the champion of tonight's "Seventh Night Carriage Challenge"!
"The god of carriages — the god of carriages!"
People were shouting and running to the finish line, waiting for their hero of the night. However, very quickly, they were dumbfounded!
At the last turn, Chen Yang was still in the perfect turn. With a gorgeous drift, "Shua", the taxi's engine roared past the finish line. Following that, the car didn't stop and continued to move forward.
The group of people were left in a mess in the cold wind.