Racing, Safety Comes First!

Before long, two young men of average build stepped out of the Lamborghini Aventador and McLaren P1 respectively.

Their gazes met in midair, faint sparks seeming to crackle between them as they challenged each other.

After a moment, Sun Luguo, dressed in a white shirt, said, "Jiaxin Jie, I didn't expect you to come too."

Song Jiaxin said, "It's rare for things to be this lively, so of course I couldn't miss it. What's today's event?"

"That guy Sun Luguo insisted on giving me a P1. Though it's a bit ugly, I suppose I can reluctantly accept it." Liu Yuhang, wearing a plaid shirt, said faintly.

Sun Luguo snorted. "What arrogant nonsense!"

Then, he added, "Jiaxin Jie, Liu Yuhang and I are racing one lap around Donglai Mountain Road. The stakes are my McLaren P1 and his Lamborghini Aventador."

Liu Yuhang immediately shouted, "All the brothers and sisters here can join this race too! If you win, the McLaren P1 and Lamborghini Aventador will both be yours!"

Sun Luguo frowned slightly upon hearing this, but he said nothing.

The moment Liu Yuhang's words fell, cheers immediately erupted from the crowd.

Even though everyone present came from families with assets worth at least a hundred million, a McLaren P1 and a Lamborghini Aventador were not cars they could simply buy on a whim.

The McLaren P1 was a supercar worth fourteen million.

As for Liu Yuhang's Lamborghini Aventador, it had undergone expensive modifications, and was likely worth no less than fourteen million as well.

In other words, winning the race meant immediately obtaining sports cars worth at least twenty-eight million.

How could they not be excited?!

Seeing everyone so happy, Liu Yuhang was in a good mood as well.

He then asked, "Jiaxin Jie, it seems you didn't drive your Ferrari SF90 here today?"

"I came in a friend's Aventador." Song Jiaxin turned her head and said, "Lin Fan, are you joining the race?"

Lin Fan said, "Since I'm here, I might as well race for fun."

Song Jiaxin smiled and asked, "Do you mind having me as your navigator?"

"I'd be delighted." Lin Fan said.

Liu Yuhang could not help secretly sizing Lin Fan up. Anyone who could get close to Song Jiaxin was certainly no ordinary person.

"Brother Lin, so you like the Aventador too! We're kindred spirits! But your Aventador seems to be stock, doesn't it?" Liu Yuhang asked with a smile.

"Yes. In fact, I've only been driving it for a few days," Lin Fan said.

Liu Yuhang nodded. "I see. Brother Lin, I know quite a bit about modifying Aventadors. If you ever want to modify yours, feel free to contact me. I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Lin Fan said, "If I need modifications, I'll definitely contact you."

Liu Yuhang sighed again. "It's a pity you didn't meet me earlier, Brother Lin. Otherwise, we might have had a proper contest today."

Clearly, he meant that Lin Fan's unmodified car could not match the performance of his own Aventador, making it impossible for Lin Fan to beat him.

Lin Fan said, "We can still compete today."

"Brother Lin, you're quite confident! I like people like you! Good, hahaha!" Liu Yuhang laughed heartily.

On the surface, Liu Yuhang appeared extremely boorish.

But his mind was very meticulous. With just a few casual words, he had closed the distance and established a connection with others.

It had to be said, none of these rich second-generation heirs were simple.

Then, Liu Yuhang shouted, "It's about time! Brothers and sisters joining the race, get ready!"

Those who wanted to participate promptly got into their sports cars.

In the end, a total of eight cars joined the race.

The rest wanted to win the McLaren P1 and Lamborghini Aventador too.

But they knew full well that neither their driving skills nor their cars' performance gave them any chance of winning.

Since that was the case, there was no need to join.

It would only cost them face.

Song Jiaxin, seated in the passenger seat, asked, "Have you driven on Donglai Mountain Road before?"

Lin Fan shook his head. "No."

Song Jiaxin could not help gripping the handrail tighter. "Later, you can drive a little slower. This road is rather narrow. And there are many sharp turns too. Safety comes first."

Clearly, Song Jiaxin had no expectation that Lin Fan could win.

Although she had already seen Lin Fan's excellent driving skills, an unfamiliar road, coupled with a car of average performance... these inherent disadvantages were not something driving skill alone could overcome.

Lin Fan nodded. "Alright."

At that moment, the referee standing before the racers suddenly swung down the red flag in his hand.

"Vroom!"

At once, a thunderous roar erupted at the foot of the mountain.

Then, eight supercars shot forward together like savage beasts.

Among the eight cars, Lin Fan's Lamborghini Aventador could only be considered average in performance.

However, relying on his professional driving skills, he overtook three cars right off the line and easily moved into fourth place.

Watching Lin Fan's practiced gear changes, Song Jiaxin nodded to herself and said, "There's a series of S-shaped turns one kilometer ahead."

"Got it," Lin Fan replied.

As soon as he spoke, his bright black eyes fixed firmly on the road ahead.

Focused and calm! Yet his foot never eased off the accelerator.

On the contrary, he kept accelerating. Faster and faster! 200 km/h! 210 km/h! ...

As Song Jiaxin watched the turns draw nearer, her heart pounded wildly. She could not help saying again, "Lin... Lin Fan, there's an S-shaped bend ahead."

It was no wonder Song Jiaxin was so nervous.

This was Pan Mountain Road! If they hit the guardrail at over 200 km/h, the car would be wrecked and they would die—there was absolutely no chance of survival!

Finally, the Lamborghini Aventador reached the bend.

Yet Lin Fan still did not slow down! Song Jiaxin's pretty face turned pale, and cold sweat instantly covered her forehead and palms.

Just as Song Jiaxin thought they were about to slam into the guardrail, Lin Fan finally moved.

Screech!

Lin Fan sharply spun the steering wheel, and the entire car drifted beautifully through the S-shaped bends like a nimble fish.

At the foot of the mountain.

The rich second-generation heirs stared at the display screen and burst into cries of astonishment.

"Holy shit! That drift was insanely awesome!"

"I thought he was about to crash!"

"He's a boss! He's definitely a boss!"

After clearing the S-shaped bends, there was a stretch of straight road ahead.

Song Jiaxin let out a long breath and said, "Lin... Lin Fan, safety is the most important thing."

"Got it," Lin Fan replied.

Then, he pressed the accelerator even harder.

The car's speed soared once more.

240 km/h! 250 km/h! Whoosh!

Song Jiaxin only heard the wind howling past her ears as the scenery outside streaked backward.

After blanking out for a moment, Song Jiaxin hurriedly glanced at the map and said, "Lin Fan, there's a sharp ninety-degree turn one kilometer ahead!"

"Got it," Lin Fan replied.

Then, his speed increased again! 260 km/h! Vroom!

Safety was the most important thing, so even with a sharp ninety-degree turn ahead, he was still accelerating? For the first time...

For the first time, Song Jiaxin felt fear and regret from riding in a car.

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