Although the scene was very lively and bustling, it still paled in comparison to the recent Car King race.

A white sports car and a red sports car were lined up side by side, like two fierce beasts about to contend with each other, poised and ready at the starting line, waiting only for the command of the sultry flag girl standing in the middle of the track.

"Get ready!!"

The scantily clad flag girl walked to the front of the two sports cars, slightly raised the flag in her hand to signal readiness.

"Roar roar!"

Both sports cars roared, their engines revving, ready to spring forward.

"123! Start!"

As soon as her words finished, the flag girl swung her flag vigorously.

Roar!

The roaring sound erupted once again, and both sports cars instantaneously shot out at incredibly high speeds.

"Go for it! Little Tyrant of Racing!"

At this moment, the venue erupted with cheers and encouragement.

Hearing these voices, Jiang Xinying couldn't help feeling annoyed, she muttered: "This isn't a racetrack, it's just like a brawl among hooligans!"

Mo Yang, dubbed as the Little Tyrant of Racing by the audience, naturally had some skills.

In just over ten seconds, his driving prowess was evident.

After a chase, Jiang Xinying's white sports car was already about ten meters behind Mo Yang's red sports car.

Moreover, this distance was still increasing!

"How is this possible?"

Seeing Mo Yang widen the gap to such an extent in just a minute or two, Jiang Xinying slapped the steering wheel in frustration: "Hey you dead car! Put in some effort for your mistress here! Go faster!!"

Jiang Xinying was depressed from being left behind.

However, Zhu Bufan, standing to the side, didn't care at all, instead, his gaze drifted over Jiang Xinying's heaving, ample chest.

"You… bastard! Where are you looking?"

Feeling Zhu Bufan's blatant gaze, Jiang Xinying glared back, gritting her teeth.

"Hehe, I'm looking at your chest!"

Zhu Bufan chuckled mischievously to himself, but said: "Stop sulking, if you don't catch up now, you're definitely going to lose tonight!"

Hearing Zhu Bufan say this, Jiang Xinying instinctively looked ahead and saw that Mo Yang's red sports car had disappeared from her sight.

"Dammit! Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Cursing in frustration, Jiang Xinying suddenly pressed down on the accelerator, boosting her car's speed.

Meanwhile, Mo Yang, sitting in the red sports car, glanced through the rearview mirror at Jiang Xinying catching up, and sneered coldly, "With such pathetic skills, you dare to compete? You're really asking for humiliation. It seems tonight you'll willingly end up in Ninth Master's bed!"

Mo Yang's lips twisted into a sinister smirk.

"What are you spacing out for?"

Mo Yang glanced at the sexy bunny girl sitting beside him, grabbed her by the forehead, and yanked open the zipper on his trousers, shoving upward, "Serve me well tonight, and you won't miss out on the benefits!"

"Mm-mm… No…"

The bunny girl's throat emitted uncomfortable whimpering sounds; she thought tonight was about enjoying the thrill of racing with Mo Yang, but it turned out to be an utterly different experience.

Meanwhile, Jiang Xinying, relentlessly speeding up from behind, couldn't afford to care about much else, pushing her car speed to the limit.

As she rounded a curve, it was extremely perilous; she nearly flew out of the vehicle along with the car.

"Damn! Jiang, are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Zhu Bufan cursed loudly, watching Jiang Xinying play with death in her driving, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This girl is really risking it all just to win this race.

However, even as Jiang Xinying pushed her speed to the limit, she still couldn't catch up to Mo Yang.

In this moment, Jiang Xinying finally understood the difference in their strengths—it was a complete crushing in driving skills!

"No way! This young miss must beat him!"

Biting her pink lips, Jiang Xinying swore to herself, and then she stomped on the accelerator, speeding up once again.

At this moment, Zhu Bufan glanced ahead and saw a sharp turn in the road.

The curve looked perilously dangerous, it was clear that if one's driving skills weren't up to the challenge, it could easily lead to a car rolling over, causing an accident, or even flying off the track and plummeting down a cliff.

This girl really is playing with her life!

But Jiang Xinying seemed completely unaware of the danger, continuing to accelerate.

To win the race, she had put everything on the line.

"Stupid girl, if you want to die, I'm not ready yet!"

Zhu Bufan smiled bitterly, realizing that if this continued, both he and she might not make it.

If he didn't intervene, they would indeed end up in Heaven.

Seeing the sharp turn ahead, Zhu Bufan's expression changed slightly, his eyes suddenly narrowed, his pupils sharp like the blade of a knife in the darkness, glinting with a dazzling cold light.

At this critical moment, Zhu Bufan acted, swiftly turning his body, his hands grasping the steering wheel.

With eyes as vast as the starry sky, looking ahead like a tiger pouncing downward, Zhu Bufan's aura suddenly changed, as if he was a supreme ruler, filled with a disdainful ease.

Just as Jiang Xinying had forgotten the danger in her zeal to win the race, when she finally realized, the car was already approaching the deadly curve, with no chance to stop.

The curve was very perilous, if they were too fast and the car lost control, breaking the safety barriers, it would put both her and Zhu Bufan's lives at risk.

"Ah..."

Feeling the threat to her life, Jiang Xinying instantaneously panicked, her hands clutching the steering wheel, but she was at a loss.

Her feet chaotically stomping, her mind in disarray.

"Don't move recklessly!"

Zhu Bufan shouted sternly, grabbing the steering wheel, his voice commanding and imperious, his aura like a king on the battlefield, compelling obedience.

"Zhu Bufan! You..."

Feeling the intense shift in Zhu Bufan's aura, Jiang Xinying dared not look him in the eye, stealing only a glance at Zhu Bufan, she didn't dare say another word.

Boom!

The screeching sound roared, the whole car speeding to its limit, about to crash into the safety barriers.

At that perilous moment, Zhu Bufan's eyes suddenly turned cold, his hand forcefully turning the steering wheel, the sports car skidded sharply in an instant.

Squeak squeak squeak!

Shush shush shush!

The whole car's body frantically scraping against the ground, sparks flying, in that dangerous moment, completing a very extreme drift.

Boom!

After safely passing the deadly curve, under Zhu Bufan's control, the speed of the sports car suddenly shot up.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xinying was completely dumbfounded.

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