Zhao Yaya: Uncle?
Boom boom boom...
The hand-held tractor emitted black smoke, then made a neat turn, smoothly navigating the bend without even slowing down!
"See that? That corner was beautiful, wasn't it? Even the drifting in the movies isn't as cool as mine. That's real skill!" Old Lü boasted shamelessly—even though his palms were sweating profusely.
As they spoke, the tractor's front end straightened, and its speed... seemed to be increasing?
Behind him, Lü Tianyou secretly wiped away a bead of sweat. Judging from the angle of his body as he turned, his speed must have been around 70 or 80 miles per hour, or even faster!
This hand tractor has definitely been modified.
But... why would Shuhang go to such lengths to modify a hand tractor?
Or is it that modifying luxury cars is no longer fashionable, and modifying tractors has become the new trend?
Believe it or not, it's quite possible. I heard that in one part of China, the nouveau riche have gotten tired of luxury cars and have started racing horse-drawn carriages!
"Hey? Old Lü, watch out, there seems to be a car ahead!" Dad Song, with his sharp eyes, spotted the shadows of several cars directly ahead after the bend!
As they got closer, Dad Song realized they were three sports cars.
They are white, blue, and red, respectively.
It's a sports car!
The three cars were moving at a considerable speed, and you could hear the distinctive roar of sports cars as they drove off.
The first part of the road was a long straight stretch; were all three sports cars traveling at over 100 km/h?
But strangely enough, the tractor they were riding was steadily catching up with the three sports cars, gradually closing the distance between them!
Lü Tianyou finally couldn't hold back any longer. "Are we going over a hundred miles per hour?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Have you ever seen a tractor that travels at 100 miles per hour?" Old Lü scolded his son mercilessly. How could a tractor possibly travel at 100 miles per hour?
But as he spoke, Old Lü's voice lowered.
Because in the time it took to talk, the hand tractor had already caught up with the last white sports car!
Then...
Boom boom boom... Thud thud thud...
The tractor, emitting a stylish puff of black smoke, spun its massive wheels at lightning speed, effortlessly overtaking the white sports car.
Old Lü's mouth dropped open.
In the white sports car.
The girl with the ponytail Little Wheat Ear, also stared wide-eyed, blinking as she looked at the dashboard of her sports car—120 mph!
She blinked again and looked at the guy who was overtaking her to her left.
With its four enormous wheels and the strange 'putt-putt-putt' sound it makes when it runs, this is a hand-operated tractor with a trailer attached to the back.
Moreover, with her sharp eyes, she could even spot a rock the size of an eight-immortal table lodged in the trailer. Beside the rock sat a bear-like man and a middle-aged man wearing glasses and wearing a slouching shirt.
The girl with the ponytail, Little Wheat Ear, was stunned.
What's going on?
A hand-operated tractor loaded with huge stones overtook her... and she was going 120 miles per hour! Was she hallucinating?
"Ase ~ Yaya, am I going to die? I'm hallucinating, I saw a hand-operated tractor belching black smoke overtake me!" Little Wheat Ear shouted into the headset.
When the three of them were racing, they all wore earpieces to communicate and avoid accidents.
The two best friends didn't reply through the earpiece; only a low buzzing sound came from them.
After a long silence, Ase, the woman in sunglasses inside the red sports car, said in a heavy tone, "I thought I was the only one hallucinating, but it Little Wheat Ear out you saw it too. I saw it in the rearview mirror earlier, that hand-operated tractor belching black smoke, driven by a bear-like uncle. Ugh... I got overtaken too!"
As Ase was speaking, the cool-looking hand-held tractor sputtered past her vehicle.
At this time, Ase's speed was around 125 miles per hour.
"We've overtaken two sports cars in a row." Dad Song swallowed hard—at this point, anyone who still believed that his tractor was only going 30 or 40 miles per hour was an idiot!
"If I'm not mistaken, Shuhang's tractor has been modified, hasn't it?" Lü Tianyou said in a deep voice.
"How could that be!" Old Lü in front shouted back, "You know how engines work. A hand tractor like this can only go a maximum of 60 miles per hour. Unless you put a Ferrari engine in it! But as you can see, this hand tractor's engine hasn't been modified; it's a hand-cranked one!"
"Dad's right," Lü Tianyou said, falling silent. "No matter how you modify a tractor, the engine limits its speed."
But if that's the case, why was this hand tractor able to reach speeds of over 100 miles per hour, easily overtaking the two obviously speeding white and red sports cars behind it?
At this moment, the hand tractor he was riding was steadily closing in on the blue sports car in front. At the current speed of the hand tractor, it seemed only a matter of time before it overtook the blue sports car.
Could this car be like the Autobots in the Transformers movies, with its own "spark" that allows it to transform?
At that moment, Zhao Yaya glanced at the 'strange' hand-operated tractor through the rearview mirror.
As they drew closer, she blinked hard.
Then, she screamed in shock, "Ah!"
"Were you overtaken too, Ya Ya?" Little Wheat Ear asked.
"No, we were almost overtaken," Zhao Yaya replied—that wasn't the problem, the problem was the uncle driving!
Zhao Yaya knows this uncle very well.
Isn't that Uncle Lü, who used to visit Song Shuhang's house often since he was a child?
She had met Uncle Lü Lü many times when she was a child, and even though she visited Shuhang's house less often after she grew up, she still met him frequently.
I remember Uncle Lü and Uncle Song were truly 'best buddies,' never holding back when they teased each other.
If it were any other friend, such relentless insults would have ended the friendship long ago.
But Uncle Song and Uncle Lü were clearly out of the ordinary; despite their playful banter, their relationship remained unbreakable.
What brand of hand tractor is Uncle Lü? The speed...
Zhao Yaya glanced at her speed—140 mph! That was the highest speed she could mentally handle; she wouldn't dare go any faster.
But Uncle Lü's hand-operated tractor steadily rolled over her, catching up at a uniform speed. That must have been at least 150 miles per hour, right?
Thump thump thump...
We got overtaken... overtaken by Uncle Lü's hand tractor.
What's wrong with this world?
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yaya saw another person in the tractor's trailer.
The bespectacled man had delicate features and looked much younger than his actual age.
"Pfft... Uncle Song!" Zhao Yaya exclaimed in surprise.
"Huh? What?" came the surprised voices of her two friends through the earpiece.
"I recognize the man wearing glasses sitting in the back of that hand tractor." Zhao Yaya's lips twitched, both amused and exasperated. "That's my uncle, the father of my younger brother Song Shuhang whom I've mentioned to you. I also recognize the uncle driving the tractor; he's my uncle's good friend, Uncle Lü."
"Oh, Song Shuhang, is that the younger brother you wanted to introduce Little Wheat Ear to as his girlfriend?" Ase grinned mischievously.
Little Wheat Ear chuckled and said, "No way, I've always liked you, Sister Ase. Let's stick to Baihe."
"Pah, you little brat, go to hell! I'm going to build a harem of three thousand men, I don't have time for Baihe with you," the fashionable Ase spat.
"Hehehe, okay, let's speed up a bit and catch up with that tractor. I'm really interested in that tractor right now." Little Wheat Ear chuckled. "Also, there's a big U-turn ahead. The tractor will definitely have to slow down around that turn! And Ya Ya, you absolutely have to introduce us to your uncle and aunt."
Fashionable woman Ase replied in kind, "A hand-operated tractor that's over 150 yards? I've never seen one like it in my entire life."
Zhao Yaya nodded silently—no matter what, she should get on her uncle's car first!
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At that moment, a figure was swiftly passing by on the path leading from White Whale Road to Ox Summit Mountain.
It's Song Shuhang.
The hand-held tractor can only go up to 150 miles per hour, and he wasn't comfortable letting Dad Song and Uncle Lü, who were drunk, do anything reckless—although Senior White had put up a defensive array to reinforce the vehicle, Song Shuhang wasn't sure if that array could protect the people inside as well.
So he ran out right after him.
Unfortunately, Lü Tianyou didn't leave his car keys behind; otherwise, they could have managed to shorten the distance between them by driving and trying to hitch a ride.
What's even stranger is that not a single taxi stopped along the way. What's going on?
So in the end, Song Shuhang had no choice but to chase after them on his own two legs—at that moment, he really wished he could Sword Flight. With the speed of Sword Flight, catching up would only take a few minutes.
He used the "Gentleman Travels Ten Thousand Miles" movement technique to its fullest extent, running faster and faster.
The Gentleman Travels Ten Thousand Miles is like this: the more you run and the longer the distance you travel, the deeper your understanding of this technique becomes, and the faster you can move.
In the end, his figure blurred into a shadow. Starting at around 5 seconds for 100 meters, he improved all the way up. His figure blurred into a shadow, not much slower than a car.
At the same time, he formed a mudra with his fingers and performed the 'Imprint Sensing Method'!
Inside the tractor was a black leather box. Inside the box were money, pills, and Overlord Shatter Saber.
On the Overlord Shatter Saber, Song Shuhang had used the 'Spirit Imprint Technique' transmitted by his senior brother Three Days ago to leave an imprint on the blade. Now, he could use the 'Imprint Sensing Method' to determine the location of the Overlord Shatter Saber, and thus pinpoint the current coordinates of Dad Song and the others.
"It drove onto the road leading to Ox Summit Mountain? I remember that mountain road is not easy to drive on." Song Shuhang smiled wryly.
This road has a lot of sharp U-turns!
The only thing that gives one a little peace of mind is that the mountain road has been improved with many protective measures, especially the sections with sharp bends, which have been widened.