Chapter 1168: Chapter 1169: Street Racing
"No way... youâre dreaming!" He Lingzhi almost agreed, but then immediately shot a fierce glare at Song Xiaodong.
Although she still looked quite fierce, there was a slight difference from the image of hating Song Xiaodong to the point of grinding her teeth.
"Since youâve said it, he hired a professional racer. Although I like to think Iâm pretty good, Iâm definitely not as good as those who hone their skills on the track every day. Driving is definitely a technical job, learning by doing, and Iâm well aware of that."
He Lingzhiâs honesty garnered even more appreciation from Song Xiaodong, who said, "I know your skills arenât as good as his, but for a professional racer, going up against an amateur, heâs bound to be overconfident. Plus, that Mi Yunqing has an interest in you, so he wonât want you to lose too badly. Theyâll definitely take it easy on you and wonât pressure you too much in the beginning."
"Oh come on, are you saying theyâre gonna let me win?" He Lingzhi rolled her eyes in displeasure.
"Donât you think so?" Song Xiaodong asked.
He Lingzhi was straightforward but not stupid. If she were stupid, she couldnât have learned such advanced Kung Fu.
Rolling her eyes, He Lingzhi grumbled, "Damn, this just feels wrong."
"Hehe, so if we use some tactics, we can still beat him."
He Lingzhi looked at Song Xiaodong and said, "But I donât want to win, I actually enjoy losing."
"Are you asking for a beating again?" Song Xiaodong immediately glared at her.
Seeing Song Xiaodongâs fierce demeanor, He Lingzhi actually felt a bit pleased. She had suffered so much at the hands of this man that even if she just made him slightly upset, it was a small act of revenge.
"Hmph, as long as you donât beat me to death, I wonât make it easy for you."
Just then, Mi Yunqingâs Lamborghini had reached the starting line. While driving, He Lingzhi asked, "So, what do we do later?"
"Later, youâll just act weak, showing only seventy percent of the carâs performance. Pretend to let him think your skills are just like that, so heâll keep you behind by just a bit. Then, at the final corner, weâll suddenly speed out. By the time he reacts, weâll already be on the straight, and in the end, itâll be all about the carâs performance. I donât think heâll be able to catch up to you."
"Tricky!" He Lingzhi gave Song Xiaodong a disdainful glare but didnât oppose the idea.
The two cars were parked at the starting point, surrounded by a chorus of whistles as the cars revved their engines powerfully, both waiting for the final start.
A girl in a super short skirt walked to the middle of the two cars, striking poses and swaying her hips, her skirt barely concealing anything, stirring even more raucous cheers from the young crowd.
These were all wealthy people, finding women was easy, but they sought the thrill, and apparently, the girlâs moves sparked a significant rush of hormones.
Even the girls in the crowd joined in the screaming, each one extremely excited.
The girl in front did not feel shy at all, with even larger movements, occasionally bending over.
"Damn, sheâs not even wearing shorts?" Song Xiaodongâs eyes widened as he exclaimed.
"Pervert!" He Lingzhi cursed through gritted teeth. Even though she didnât want to marry Song Xiaodong and hated him to death, seeing him eye the girl so exaggeratedly made her extremely displeased.
Song Xiaodong said, "Come on, youâre the one who brought me here, alright? Iâve never seen anything like this before."
He Lingzhi snapped, "Shut your dog eyes. If you keep looking, Iâll dig your eyes out."
"Haha, can I take this as youâre jealous?" Song Xiaodong turned to He Lingzhi.
"Jealous? Hahaha... me, jealous? Youâre too full of yourself! Even a dog looks better to me than you. Making me jealous? I donât know where you get that confidence from?"
He Lingzhi was utterly dismissive of Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong laughed heartily, "I just love a generous woman. If she got jealous every day, I wouldnât be able to handle it."
"Pfft! Whether I get jealous or not has nothing to do with you."
Suddenly, it got quiet outside. It turned out that the girl, having flaunted herself for a bit, finally stood straight and raised both arms high, indicating the final gesture before the start.
He Lingzhi immediately ignored Song Xiaodong, her eyes fixed on the girl, ready to start at any moment.
Just then, the Lamborghiniâs driverâs side window rolled down, and the foreign driver gave a thumbs up in this direction, then turned it into a fistâa clear act of provocation.
With a side glance, He Lingzhi saw it and immediately got furious.
At this moment, the girl suddenly swung her hand down, and she immediately released the brake, slammed on the accelerator, and the car shot forward.
Song Xiaodongâs face turned dark, "Hey, donât forget our plan. Why are you acting on impulse?"
"Plan, my ass! That foreigner dared to look down on me. I have to win against him." As she spoke, He Lingzhi was constantly shifting gears, and the car instantly sped past 150 mph.
Song Xiaodong was speechless, seeing He Lingzhiâs determination. The earlier plan was out the window, leaving no other choice but to really go for it.
This race track wasnât a professional one but rather a winding mountain road that people typically visited for sightseeing. However, at night, it became a hotspot for racing enthusiasts.
The mountain wasnât high, so the curves werenât many. The entire road was less than twenty kilometers in total.
For racing, a return trip of forty kilometers would only take about ten minutes.
The road wasnât wide, just a regular two-lane path, but it was quite smooth, though the curves werenât negligible. Without skills, one could easily crash off the mountain, leading to a destroyed car and even death.
He Lingzhiâs car had truly impressive modifications. On the straight, in terms of acceleration, it was no less than the Lamborghini. Moreover, her quick start gave her the lead position.
Soon, they reached a corner. He Lingzhi hit the brakes, the car slowed, and then she used both hands and feet, combining the handbrake with the clutch and brake, aiming for a drift.
Song Xiaodongâs face turned dark. At this speed, coupled with her carâs performance, it was bound to flip.
Just as Song Xiaodong expected, the carâs left wheels lifted off the ground, and Song Xiaodong immediately leaned over and pounced on He Lingzhi.