A Street Racer Wearing a Pekingese Mask!

"Doudou, you can actually drive?" The little monk exclaimed in surprise, his eyes wide.

"Hmph, I can even fly a plane, let alone a car! I just flew a helicopter around in the air for ages today," Doudou said proudly.

Immediately, the little monk looked at Doudou with envy and admiration. His trust in Doudou was overflowing, and without saying a word, he immediately climbed into the back seat of the car.

Doudou chuckled and first made its body a little bigger so that it could reach the brake and accelerator with its hind paws while maintaining a sitting posture.

Then it looked at the car's dashboard and buttons.

Although the car is old, it has an automatic transmission.

"Tch, it's an automatic? That's so low-tech," Doudou said dismissively.

A true expert should drive a manual transmission, just like in those high-octane car chase scenes in movies—accelerating, shifting gears, drifting, then shifting again, accelerating again! That's so cool!

But an automatic transmission is fine, it's good to have some fun.

After expressing her feelings, Doudou inserted the key, turned it, and started the fire.

Tsk, driving as a dog is definitely not comfortable; this seat isn't quite right for me.

When Doudou's front paws grip the steering wheel, its hind paws naturally curl upwards due to its body structure, making it uncomfortable to press the brake and accelerator.

Another rather embarrassing thing is that when sitting at this angle, you can see your 'Little Doudou' through the gap in the steering wheel, which is quite embarrassing for a dog.

Of course, all of this is tolerable; he is, after all, the Great Demon Hound Doudou! Minor difficulties can be overcome with willpower!

Then... Doudou stepped on the gas.

The car roared and lurched forward... but didn't move.

What happened?

"Oh, I forgot to shift into gear." Doudou reached out with its right front paw to the side, struggling to shift into forward gear.

Then... Doudou stepped on the gas again!

The car roared again... it lurched forward a little, but still didn't move forward.

What happened this time?

Doudou glanced to the side and chuckled dryly, "Oh, I forgot to release the handbrake."

Then, Doudou laboriously stretched out its paw to release the handbrake.

In the back seat of the car, a layer of clear liquid immediately seeped from the little monk's forehead—it was all cold sweat!

Even though he was only six years old, and even though he was a bit slow-witted, he could tell at this moment that Doudou had never driven a car before!

Oh right, Doudou only said it could fly airplanes, but it didn't mention it could drive a car. I'm so young and naive; I actually fell for Doudou's word trap!

What should he do? What if there's a car accident? The young monk was very worried because he only had five thousand yuan on him. Would that be enough to cover the damages if there was an accident?

What if it's not enough to cover the losses? Should I sell myself again?

While the little monk was lost in thought, Doudou had already released the handbrake and then stepped on the gas pedal again.

Finally... the car started smoothly and drove forward.

"Hehehe, easy, so easy! As long as I do it seriously, there's nothing I can't do. Hold on tight, Guoguo. I'm going to speed up!" Doudou said proudly.

In the back seat, the little monk's heart began to pound uncontrollably...

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Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, in the territory of the America...

In a heavily guarded prison interrogation room, Instructor Little Li is being hung up and beaten.

"Tell me, where did you hide Professor Anthony?" a fierce-looking black man roared angrily.

"I don't know... I really don't know!" Instructor Little Li cried loudly, answering in broken English, "Please stop hitting me... If I knew, I would have told you already, I really don't know anything..."

"Damn it, he's really stubborn." The burly black man gritted his teeth. He'd tried every kind of torture, but still couldn't pry open the Asian man's mouth?

Instructor Little Li suffered a severe blow, both physically and mentally—"You stubborn old man, I really don't know anything!"

Beside the burly Black man, a white police officer grinned wickedly. "It's fine if he doesn't talk. Just hand him over to me. I'll take him to my block and lock him up for a few days. I guarantee he'll tell you everything... This guy's got soft, delicate skin; the guys in my block should really like him, right? Hehehe."

Upon hearing this, Instructor Little Li struggled violently, shouting with all his might, "No, no! I really don't know anything! I don't even know who Professor Anthony is! I'm just an ordinary flight instructor!"

He could tell from the white police officer's words that if he were thrown into that jail, his virginity would be in danger. Absolutely, absolutely not!

The burly, menacing-looking black man lashed out with his whip, replying in Chinese, "Don't know? You motherfucker! If you hadn't taken Professor Anthony away, why would you be in the spaceship's return capsule?"

"I don't know! I have no memory of it at all. Just the day before yesterday, I was instructing my students, preparing to take a flight. You can check in China; I've never been to space!" Little Li shouted.

"Looks like you're determined to see the Yellow River of the tunnel, huh? Then throw him in your jail!" The burly black man, who was also quite China, gritted his teeth and sneered, "I'd like to see if his ass is as tough as his mouth!"

The white inspector gave a wicked smile, "Don't worry, I guarantee his anus and mouth will both loosen, absolutely!"

Instructor Little Li's face immediately turned ashen.

Should I choose to bite my tongue and commit suicide to preserve my chastity?

How much of the tongue does one have to bite off to commit suicide by biting it off? Do they have to bite it all the way to the root? Is it possible to bite it off but not die?

What should I do? What should I do?

Someone, please save me!

Just then... the door to the interrogation room was suddenly opened.

A man in a wide robe with a gentle face entered through the door. His face seemed to radiate Holy Light, instantly dispelling any evil thoughts that came to mind when one saw him.

Behind this handsome man was a Western man with gray hair.

"Professor Anthony!" the fierce-looking black man exclaimed in surprise when he saw the gray-haired Western man.

"Ah, it's me." Professor Anthony shook his head—he vaguely felt like he had a terrible nightmare, but after waking up, he couldn't remember what he had dreamt about. And in his dazed state, he had been brought to this prison?

At this moment, the clean-faced man handed the two prison guards a certificate, presumably to prove his identity.

After examining the certificate, the burly, menacing black man immediately adopted a respectful expression and returned the document with both hands.

"Release this Eastern man; he truly knows nothing about this matter," the radiant-faced man said with a smile.

The burly Black man immediately and without hesitation put Instructor Little Li down.

Instructor Little Li suddenly went limp and slumped to the ground—as if he had been saved?

"Child, you've suffered so much!" The radiant-faced man stepped forward and gently gave Instructor Little Li a hug.

"Waaah!" Instructor Little Li suddenly felt a surge of grievance in his heart, like Blazing Fire eruption, which he couldn't stop. He burst into tears in the arms of this handsome man.

She cried so hard...

The handsome man gently patted Instructor Little Li on the back, and Instructor Little Li immediately fainted.

Then, the man picked up Little Li in his arms, nodded to the two prison guards, and left the interrogation room.

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The following day, the morning of July 10th.

After getting up, Song Shuhang first fed the Spirit Ghost in his Heart Aperture a 'Soul Pearl'. The Soul Pearl was the treasure he and his senior brother Three Days had obtained from the Altar Master's base in Tubo's maternal grandfather's village.

For cultivators, apart from Ghost Cultivators, these 'Soul Pearl' are completely useless. However, for the Spirit Ghost in Song Shuhang's Heart Aperture, these Soul Pearl are a rare tonic.

Then, Song Shuhang did his usual practice. Recently, he felt that his Third Aperture, the Nose Aperture, was gradually becoming full of Blood Qi.

It has only been a month since the contracted Spirit Ghost opened its 'Eye Aperture'.

If an ordinary cultivator relies solely on their own arduous practice, it can take up to three years to open the Three-Aperture Nose Aperture.

However, Song Shuhang has recently had a series of fortuitous encounters. Not only did he acquire a new batch of Blood Qi Pill, but he also formed a contract with Spirit Ghost. While racing with Senior White, he also obtained a 'Jade Bamboo Shoot' that could refresh the nose and enhance the sense of smell. In addition, the Ancient Copper Ring on his finger continuously gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to strengthen his body.

In addition, he never neglected his own cultivation, and insisted on practicing diligently every day.

With all his amazing skills and his own diligence, he's almost reached the point of needing to improve his Nose Aperture without even realizing it.

I stretched and went downstairs; surprisingly, Senior White hadn't gotten up today.

Song Shuhang knocked on Senior White's door, but there was no response.

The door was ajar, and Song Shuhang pushed it open and peeked inside.

Senior White was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with visible spiritual energy rising from above his head as mist, indicating that he was cultivating.

Venerable White is known as a cultivation fanatic, but recently, he has reduced his cultivation somewhat because the new era has attracted too many things to him.

Not daring to disturb Senior White, Song Shuhang carefully closed the door.

After going downstairs, Shuhang cooked a bowl of noodles and then turned on the TV to see what the news was.

I randomly pressed a few channels and ended up switching to the 'Wenzhou Channel'.

The morning news from Wenzhou City is playing above.

The news anchor, a handsome man, was broadcasting the news in standard Mandarin: "At 11 p. m. last night, a traffic accident occurred on Phoenix Road in this city."

A Dongfeng sedan sped along Phoenix Road at over 100 miles per hour, eventually crashing into a villa near the Phoenix Road and destroying Ferrari parked in the villa's courtyard.

According to the villa owner, the vehicle involved in the accident was a huge Pekingese. Police speculate that the racers were likely wearing animal masks, a highly egregious act. The police are conducting a thorough investigation and are determined to find the racers!

"Pfft!" Song Shuhang spat out a mouthful of noodles, one of which even came out of his nose...