Racing on West King Mountain

At the dinner table, amidst the clinking of glasses and the exchange of compliments and toasts, one round after another ensued.

Liu Chenbin's face flushed slightly, and his eyes sparkled with excitement.

After downing his drink in one gulp, he slammed the glass down on the table and suggested, "Brothers, we've had such a great time tonight, how about we go for a race!"

The sound was particularly loud in the noisy private room.

Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaoji and Zhong Shiyi seemed to have their passion ignited, their eyes instantly lighting up and their faces showing eager expressions.

While patting Long Chen on the shoulder, Huang Xiaoji laughed and said, "Brother Long, you can't miss this racing! It would be a shame if you didn't show off your driving skills!"

Zhong Shizhen chimed in, his face plastered with a fawning smile, "That's right, that's right. When Brother Long makes his appearance, he'll definitely outshine everyone else."

Long Chen was already prone to getting drunk, and with these people's encouragement, he felt his blood boiling and he was a little disoriented. How could he resist their persuasion?

He slammed his hand on the table, making the wine glasses shake, and shouted, "It's just racing, who's afraid of who?"

"Tonight, I'll show you what I, the Capital God of Cars, am all about!"

After saying that, he turned to look at Hua Qiang and began to coax and plead with him.

Holding onto Hua Qiang's arm with both hands, she pouted and said, "Brother-in-law, let's go together. It'll be more fun with you here, otherwise it'll be so boring."

"Brother-in-law, go keep me company, otherwise my older sister will scold me when I get home."

You have no idea, every time she scolds me, she grabs my ear and spins me 360 degrees.

Alas, those days were utterly Wutian.

Hua Qiang initially hesitated, but after being pestered by Long Chen, he had no choice but to sigh helplessly and nod in agreement.

Upon seeing this, everyone immediately stood up excitedly and rushed out of the hotel like a gust of wind.

Luxury cars were lined up outside the hotel.

Everyone got into their cars, and the engines roared to life, piercing the silent night sky.

The convoy sped off like a herd of wild horses toward a winding mountain road in the western part of the base.

Moonlight shone on the car body, reflecting cold rays of light.

West King Mountain, with its intricate and winding mountain roads, is a paradise for avid car enthusiasts and playboys to race their cars.

At this moment, they are eagerly heading to this feast of speed and passion, ready to unleash their inner wildness on the winding mountain roads.

At this moment, the winding mountain road of West King Mountain is illuminated as bright as day by car headlights, and a crazy racing event is in full swing.

Sexy girls dressed in revealing clothes swayed their hips, their smiles like the brightest stars in the night sky, exuding an irresistible charm.

A diverse group of young people, some dressed in trendy streetwear, others wearing cool helmets, their eyes filled with anticipation and excitement for the race.

The roar of engines was deafening, and a fleet of modified luxury cars were poised to go.

With a sharp whistle, the race car shot off like an arrow.

On the winding highway, the drivers showcased their speed and skill to the fullest.

A silver sports car suddenly drifted beautifully at a bend, the tires screeching against the ground and emitting a pungent burning smell. The car slid through the bend at a near-perfect angle, eliciting gasps from the surrounding spectators.

Immediately afterwards, a black race car sped forward like a black lightning bolt, instantly overtaking several cars in front, the flames spewing from its exhaust pipe particularly dazzling in the darkness.

Waves of cheers erupted one after another as spectators waved their glow sticks and shouted themselves hoarse in support of their favorite drivers.

Along the mountain road, loud, rhythmic music blared from a giant speaker, mingling with the roar of racing cars, immersing the entire West King Mountain in a frenzied atmosphere.

Drivers push their limits to achieve top speed, while spectators unleash their inner passion in this feast of speed and excitement.

At this moment, West King Mountain is no longer a silent mountain, but a nightclub full of joy and passion, where everyone is enjoying this rare and crazy moment.

Just then, blinding beams of light suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain, like sharp swords slicing through the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, several cool sports cars roared with deep, heavy engines, like angry wild beasts, speeding up the mountain road.

Its imposing presence seemed to ignite the surrounding air.

In no time, they arrived at the group of men and women who were reveling.

The once noisy crowd gradually quieted down, as if a mute button had been pressed.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the sports cars that had suddenly appeared.

When Long Chen, Huang Xiaoji, Liu Chenbin, Zhong Shiren and others got out of the car, a small commotion broke out in the crowd.

The young people's eyes seemed to sparkle with admiration, as if they had seen a star, and they enthusiastically swarmed around them.

Their faces were plastered with ingratiating smiles, and they all began to greet and fawn over them.

"Young Master Long, Young Master Huang, Young Master Liu, Young Master Zhong... You've arrived! We've been waiting for you!"

Are you guys here to race too?

A stylishly dressed young man, all smiles and with a hint of excitement in his voice, almost ran to Long Chen's side, his eyes full of flattery.

"Zhao Wuji and his God of Cars have already started their race. Gentlemen, how about we test our driving skills against Zhao God of Cars today?"

Someone else Wen Dao loudly, their voice filled with anticipation, as if they couldn't wait to see a duel between masters.

Upon hearing this, Long Chen immediately became interested, puffed out his chest, and wore a smug and arrogant expression on his face.

He shouted loudly, "Zhao what car what god? In front of me, Long Chen, they all have to step aside."

Today I'll show you what a true God of Cars looks like!

After saying that, he turned around, his face instantly changing to an extremely fawning expression.

He looked at Hua Qiang and said, "Brother-in-law, crushing that Zhao something-or-other god is a piece of cake for you."

Let them witness your unparalleled brilliance, and teach them a lesson they won't forget!

Hua Qiang's lips twitched involuntarily, wishing he could kick this good-for-nothing brat away.

Damn, this kid is really good at messing with Xi'er. He's obviously dug a hole and is going to bury him in it.

Everyone's attention was originally on Long Chen, but after hearing his words, they all turned their curious gazes to Hua Qiang.

Wow, that's so cool!

"Oh my god, I think I've fallen for him!"

"Get lost, this guy is mine!"

"What are you two arguing about? I've got my eye on this man. Go do what you were doing."

"Pah! What the hell are you, a man, doing here talking dirty?"

"What's wrong with men? We're truly in love!"

A group of scantily clad, passionate hot girls went wild the moment they saw Hua Qiang's handsome face, which was flawless from every angle.

They screamed loudly, their eyes filled with infatuation and fanaticism, as if Hua Qiang were some kind of superstar.

Yue Xinying, who was originally standing to the side, frowned slightly when she saw this scene, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

She subconsciously moved closer to Hua Qiang, pressing herself against him almost to the point of being glued together, as if declaring to everyone her dominance over Hua Qiang.

His eyes held a hint of provocation, as if warning those obsessed girls to stay away from Hua Qiang.