"These... these..." Everyone’s eyes were bulging, and their jaws were almost hitting the ground!
"Holy shit, is his car on drugs today?! How can it run so damn fast?!"
"Yeah, how is that even possible? A Wuling Hongguang running faster than a McLaren?!"
"He must have been going over 130 miles per hour just now, right?!"
As if in response to the audience’s doubts, the race updates on social media quickly showed the current speeds of the eight cars—
"According to experts’ estimates, the Wuling Hongguang in first place is going around 138 miles per hour, the McLaren in second place 125 miles per hour..."
What followed didn’t matter anymore.
What mattered was that Wang Hao was now in first place!
"Brother Jiaxing actually... actually didn’t outrun him!"
"That’s it, we’ve completely lost face now!"
Everyone supporting Zhang Jiaxing turned green with embarrassment. Before they had been acting all high and mighty, but now that the race had started, their true colors showed...
"He really took first place!" Zhao Rongjia’s eyes nearly popped out in amazement: "Worthy of being the Car God of Jin Ming Mountain! Brother Hao, that’s freaking awesome!"
"Pfft, didn’t you see whose car it is," Lan Qinglong flicked his cigarette ash with pride, laughing: "There’s no doubt about my brother-in-law’s skills!"
"Yeah, yeah," Zhao Rongjia nodded mechanically, then suddenly caught on, shouting: "Wait, what did you just say?! Your brother-in-law?! He’s your brother-in-law?!"
"What did you think," Lan Qinglong was now truly flaunting: "He was brought to me by my sister. At first, I wondered how this bumpkin was worthy of her? But now, it seems he’s pretty skilled, yup, he’s reluctantly earned my recognition. With skills like that, he surely won’t worry about going hungry in the future."
In a race , once someone pulled ahead early on, there was usually no suspense later on.
Wang Hao led far ahead, and it turned out that Jiaxing was the one eating dust behind him, just with a switch in characters...
"This won’t do! If this keeps up, I’m destined to lose!" Zhang Jiaxing clenched the steering wheel, grinding his teeth with rage: "If word gets out that I lost to a Wuling Hongguang, I’ll never be able to show my face in the racing circles again! We must resort to drastic measures now!"
As someone unscrupulous enough to add water to an opponent’s gas tank, Zhang Jiaxing naturally had some tricks up his sleeve for the race.
Since Wang Hao was not just faster, but actually in first place, Zhang Jiaxing would definitely not let things slide!
"Prepare the spike strip!" Zhang Jiaxing grabbed the walkie-talkie: "Place it at the nineteenth turn. Remember, it must be laid close to the mountain side! That guy likes to drift along the mountain edge!"
"Understood." The walkie-talkie responded with two words, then went silent.
Zhang Jiaxing had made his move, so naturally, Wang Hao wasn’t caught unprepared.
In fact, from the moment Lan Qinglong told him about the water in the gas tank, Wang Hao had been contemplating all the possible scenarios that might unfold.
"So, what kind of move will he pull?" Wang Hao rubbed his chin while driving and drifting, thinking: "He didn’t get the chance to mess with the fuel, nor the car itself, so he’s likely to try something with the road conditions. Rockfall? Unlikely, it’s too noisy and dangerous for us too. Spike strip? Hmm, that’s possible, and in this dark, it’s hard to spot."
While he considered this, suddenly, right around a curve ahead, Wang Hao felt a jolt in his heart, and immediately, the lucky dice he kept close gave a little tremble!
"Trouble!" Wang Hao’s spirits lifted. Sure enough, as he drifted around the bend, a sparkling light on the road ahead caught his attention!
It was a wooden board, about a meter long and glinting with sharp metal—nails!
Speaking of which, Zhang Jiaxing’s preparations were nothing if not thorough.
The spike strip was placed right in the middle of an S-curve corner, on the inside edge by the mountain wall. A tire blowout here wouldn’t send a car off a cliff, resulting in fatalities, but crashing into the mountain wall and being unable to continue the race was a foregone conclusion.
"Ah, this spike strip is quite well-placed," Wang Hao drifted, and the wheels of the Bugatti Hong Guang stopped right at the edge of the spike strip.
He got out of the car, picked up the spike strip to take a closer look. You wouldn’t believe it, but the craftsmanship of the spike strip was impressively good, especially its gray-black color. If it wasn’t for Wang Hao’s post-dice-enhanced vision, way beyond that of ordinary people, no one would have spotted this object on the ground.
"Nice piece of work, definitely a keeper!" He chuckled as he put the spike strip in the car and restarted the engine: "Let’s continue the race!"
Back at the starting line of the circuit, a large group of people bowed their heads over their smartphones, constantly refreshing their social media feeds for the latest race updates.
Soon someone exclaimed loudly: "Look, look! The Wuling Hongguang has reached the finish line and is already heading back!"
With this news, the whole site immediately erupted!
"Holy shit, it’s true! He really did take first!"
"Now, this is going to be entertaining, the losers have to leave their car emblems! If he takes first, then those car emblems are..."
"Hahahahaha! As expected, Brother Hao is badass, long live our mighty Wuling Hongguang!"
Lan Qinglong couldn’t stop smiling as he looked at the message on his phone!
Brother Hao was just too awesome, he avenged us with a single move! And it was well worth modifying my beloved car for him! Totally worth it!
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