Jedi Old Driver!

007. Jedi Old Driver!

"Usually, she wouldn't even dare touch a motorcycle, but now she actually dared to ride one. There had to be something fishy going on!"

"What fishy business? That old woman just wants to wrap her arms around someone's waist!"

"She's definitely going to do it! Absolutely!"

"I want to wrap my arms around big brother's waist too~~"

Having her little scheme seen through by the viewers, Dumb Sister giggled without explaining herself. She drove the motorcycle in front of Jiang Siming and obediently sat in the back.

Jiang Siming thought nothing of it. He climbed into the driver's seat and pressed the accelerator all the way down. The motorcycle sped across the Island map at 150 kilometers per hour, already the fastest speed it could reach.

She was fine on the flat roads, and Dumb Sister wasn't panicking.

But she noticed that they were about to enter the uneven mountain region, while Jiang Siming's speed didn't decrease in the slightest.

This was a motorcycle they were talking about. In PUBG, motorcycles were the fastest vehicles, but also the least stable. It was very easy to fall off and die from the impact.

New players had suffered more losses on motorcycles than the number of people they had killed—several times more.

"Brother Mingming, how about slowing down a little? It's really bumpy up in these mountains."

Dumb Sister reminded him softly in a sweet voice. If they were in real life, she would have thrown up from fright long ago.

Unfortunately, Jiang Siming ignored her voice. The accelerator beneath his hand showed no sign of easing up, and he continued twisting it all the way.

The motorcycle charged into the mountain forest, dodging tree after tree and rock after rock. It swerved left and right without slowing down, and moments later, it had already reached the mountaintop.

The hearts of the viewers and Dumb Sister rose and fell along with Jiang Siming's driving, pounding wildly from the excitement.

"Hey, hey, hey, Brother Ming, there's a cliff ahead!"

Seeing that they were about to plunge off the cliff, Dumb Sister could hold back no longer and shouted tremulously.

But Jiang Siming ignored everything. The motorcycle charged straight toward the cliff, then rolled once in midair before landing smoothly!

The acrobatic performance still wasn't over. Jiang Siming had already charged onto Bridge of Sin, one of the bridges on the Island map.

The two bridges on the Island map were the nightmare of every player. No matter where the zone appeared, someone would always be guarding the bridges.

Bridge camping was practically guaranteed in every Island-map game.

Countless people had searched for a whole set of great equipment, only to die unjustly at the hands of Old Sneak players camping the bridge.

The bridge was narrow, and the distance was long.

Even with a motorcycle, it gave the bridge campers more than enough time to aim and react before killing you.

The moment they reached the bridge, Jiang Siming and Dumb Sister heard bullets flying from the far end.

Sure enough, someone was camping the bridge!

"It's over. We're screwed." Despair welled up in Dumb Sister's heart.

Jiang Siming's expression didn't change. He kept the accelerator fully pressed and charged forward at top speed.

That made Dumb Sister even more certain that she was about to die. If they stopped to find cover and trade shots, they might have had a better chance of surviving.

Charging ahead recklessly like this gave them an extremely high chance of dying.

However, what left Dumb Sister and her million viewers dumbfounded was this:

Jiang Siming turned the motorcycle around in the middle of the bridge.

He drove toward a wooden crate with a ramp near the center of the bridge!

The motorcycle shot over the ramp. The inertia carried by the vehicle sent both of them instantly into the air!

The motorcycle had actually flown off the bridge!

Could Jiang Siming be planning to escape by swimming in the sea?

Soon, everyone's confusion was cleared up. The motorcycle didn't fall into the sea. Instead, its high speed and increased momentum sent it flying toward the opposite shore.

Jiang Siming flipped the front of the motorcycle again. The motorcycle performed a somersault in midair above the sea, extending its flight distance, and finally landed steadily on the land across the water!

Immediately afterward, the motorcycle let out a whoosh and darted into the woods, vanishing without a trace.

The entire process had been smooth and fluid, like an Indian-style military parade performance.

Every viewer was conquered by Jiang Siming's driving skills.

"66666666"

"That's the coolest and most badass motorcycle stunt I've ever seen!"

"Is this an acrobatic performance? Or are they filming a special-effects blockbuster?"

"That move could only have been done with a Hollywood Special Effects Shot!"

"Jedi Old Driver! Steady! Will you take disciples, boss?"

Dumb Sister had been conquered by Jiang Siming's driving as well, and her eyes were filled with little stars of admiration.

"Brother Ming, you're amazing! From today onward, I'm your number-one fangirl!"

This time, the viewers didn't feel uncomfortable hearing her flatter him. Instead, they felt that Dumb Sister had spoken their minds.

"Enough. Someone's coming soon. Get ready to use them for target practice."

Jiang Siming parked the motorcycle on the highest mountaintop, raised his Kar98k, and prepared to shoot.

Sure enough, the players running from the zone gradually drove toward this unavoidable location.

Jiang Siming's sniper rifle began to "work." Bullet after bullet from the long-barreled rifle flew from the mountaintop down toward the foot of the mountain.

Whether they were moving vehicles or running players, none could escape the control of Jiang Siming's sniper rifle.

At most three bullets were needed before someone died!

Dumb Sister desperately wanted to help, but she soon realized that there was nothing for her to do.

To feel like she was contributing, she could only force herself to fire. It didn't matter whether she hit anything—just shoot. That was the gaming experience and wisdom of a veteran freeloader.

It wasn't until he had killed the fifth person that a delighted expression finally appeared on Jiang Siming's face.

A fragment had finally appeared! And it was golden!

"I'm going down to loot a crate. Wait here." Jiang Siming gave her a quick instruction before driving the motorcycle downhill.

Dumb Sister's cheeks flushed red.

Not only did Jiang Siming's voice sound good, but what he had said sounded just like something a boyfriend would say to his girlfriend:

Baby, wait here. I'm going to buy you something to eat.

That made Dumb Sister's heart flutter wildly. She murmured, "Okay. Be careful, Brother Ming."

Unfortunately, Jiang Siming didn't hear her. He had already arrived beside the death crate that had produced the fragment.

He opened it and found a golden fragment. As expected, it was money!

What surprised Jiang Siming was that it wasn't another 5,000 yuan this time, but a full 100,000—one hundred thousand!

"Damn, I'm rich!"

Jiang Siming beamed with delight and immediately used it. Ten stacks of red bills instantly appeared on his computer desk!

Luckily, he wasn't in an internet café this time. Otherwise, he would have scared everyone else in the café.

Since he was at home, Jiang Siming wasn't in a hurry to collect the money. He would finish this game first.

After casually looting some ammunition, Jiang Siming drove the motorcycle back to the mountaintop and continued using the players as targets.

But perhaps Jiang Siming had killed too ruthlessly. No one came through this area anymore.

After changing positions several times, the final circle arrived.

The zone was already close to its smallest stage.

Aside from Jiang Siming and Dumb Sister, only two enemies remained on the field.

Unfortunately, their positions weren't very good.

The motorcycle was out of fuel, so the two of them could only hold the edge of the safe zone.

To make matters worse, there wasn't a single piece of cover, and they were in a low position, making them easy targets.

"Brother Ming, how about I scout ahead for you? You can follow me into the zone?"

Dumb Sister wanted to sacrifice herself.

"No need. We can make it in."

After saying that, Jiang Siming threw two smoke grenades to the right, perfectly blocking all the lines of sight from that side.

"Let's go. Get into the zone. The people on the left don't know where we are. We'll move in carefully, and no one will notice us."

Jiang Siming ran forward without hesitation.

As long as they kept the people on the left in check, winning this game was practically guaranteed.

Dumb Sister obediently followed close behind Jiang Siming.

However, just as the two of them were about to reach the cover, Dumb Sister accidentally jerked her hand and pulled the trigger, firing a shot.