Chapter 25: You Do You, I'll Go Eat Lemons
The engine roared, and on the winding track, Ji Ze'er showcased her skill in rapid cornering.
With another roar, Ji Ze'er's BMW M6 approached the car in front, completing an overtake on the left-side oncoming lane.
The engine's roar echoed in his ears, and the dry air was filled with the pungent smell of gasoline.
The buildings in his line of sight flashed past Mo Fei's eyes.
Approaching another lane, Ji Ze'er floored the accelerator, cutting into the turn from the inside at extreme speed. She braked to slow down as she neared the apex of the curve, simultaneously turning the steering wheel—a drift!
Extreme cornering!
"Roar—"
The noisy environment erupted in astonishing screams.
Ji Ze'er was the first to cross the finish line, winning the championship.
The prize money was 10,000 U.S. dollars.
It was a five-person race, with each person contributing 2,000 U.S. dollars. The winner took all, receiving 10,000 U.S. dollars.
"How was it?" Ji Ze'er leaned against the BMW M6, tossing her long hair and smiling, "Thrilling, right?"
Mo Fei sat in her passenger seat while Ji Ze'er was racing.
"Not at all. In fact, I feel a bit like throwing up..." Mo Fei said, looking pale and rather pathetic.
Whether in his previous life or this one, he was never very accustomed to such extreme sports.
Ji Ze'er rolled her eyes helplessly.
"I thought that as a man, you'd enjoy this kind of sport more than I do! I even enthusiastically brought you here, wanting to give you a surprise. Forget it, since you don't like racing, then we can go play somewhere else. There are so many fun places, after all."
Mo Fei suppressed the urge to vomit and nodded. He really wasn't suited for racing.
"Beautiful, what's so great about bullying those novices? How about we play a round?"
He didn't know when, but it must have been while Mo Fei and Ji Ze'er were talking, a burly young man in a black leather jacket walked over.
With striking red hair and a flamboyant gait, he looked at Mo Fei and Ji Ze'er, his eyes containing an indescribable sense of provocation.
He was followed by a few hangers-on.
"Your friend?" Mo Fei raised an eyebrow, asking Ji Ze'er.
"Don't know him." Ji Ze'er shrugged.
"My name is Bill, Bill Compton." He reached out to shake Ji Ze'er's hand, but Ji Ze'er completely ignored him, showing no intention of shaking his hand.
He was thick-skinned enough to change direction midway and go to shake Mo Fei's hand instead.
"Sorry, I don't want to have intimate contact with your girlfriend." Mo Fei said bluntly.
Bill: "??? "
"This friend is truly humorous!" Bill awkwardly withdrew his hand. "How about we play for higher stakes? 10,000 U.S. dollars a round?"
"Heh heh, no thanks!" Mo Fei said with a half-smile.
"Are you scared?"
"If you're scared, just say you're scared. What kind of lame excuse is 'maybe next time'!"
The few hangers-on dutifully began to stir up trouble.
"You (N) do (M) you (B), I'll (W) go (C) eat (N) lemons (M)." Mo Fei gave Bill a benevolent smile.
We're all old foxes here, trying to play games with me?
First provocation, then tempting with money, and bringing lackeys to egg it on. Although I don't know his exact purpose, do you think I can't see you're trying to cause trouble?
I'll just refuse to give you what you want!
However, Ji Ze'er was straightforward. Seeing Mo Fei and Bill's war of words, she didn't understand the subtle jabs between them. She thought Mo Fei was at a disadvantage and impatiently waved her hand: "It's just a race, I'll do it!"
Mo Fei smiled helplessly.
Well, all that effort was wasted.
Bill was driving a Ford Cobra, and his car and Ji Ze'er's BMW M6 were parked on the track.
The car engines began to roar.
Ji Ze'er gripped the steering wheel, shifted gears, and revved the engine, preparing to start.
"Beautiful, if you lose, would you be interested in having a coffee with me?" Bill raised an eyebrow at Ji Ze'er.
People who race on the Extreme Speedway, generally speaking, their fangirls greatly admire those with good driving skills. So, as long as you're a good driver, you can pick up many beautiful women!
Like Dominic, he was even more of a playboy than Mo Fei used to be!
Even with Letty, his official girlfriend with a hot and sexy figure, his harem could form an augmented company!
Unfortunately, Ji Ze'er didn't even look up; she completely ignored him.
"How about I go have coffee with you instead?" Mo Fei stared at Bill with a fake smile.
Bill chuckled awkwardly, saying nothing more.
The bikini-clad starter, holding a flag, walked to the middle of the road, her hips swaying.
"Go!"
The moment the starter waved the flag, Bill single-handedly controlled the Ford Cobra and shot out, perfectly timing his start.
Two steel Beasts roared and surged from the starting line simultaneously.
Only after Ji Ze'er also left the starting line did Tyrese dare to emerge from the shadows, sneering twice: "Tsk, a pair of scoundrels!"
Ji Ze'er had fiercely shot at him twice, causing his hairline to recede by two centimeters. This incident had left too heavy a psychological shadow on him, making him afraid to appear directly in front of Ji Ze'er now.
However... setting up Ji Ze'er and Mo Fei twice, he still dared to do!
Bill Compton was one of the top experts on the Extreme Speedway. Tyrese didn't believe he couldn't beat Mo Fei and Ji Ze'er.
After Ji Ze'er and Mo Fei, Tyrese entered the Extreme Speedway just a few minutes later.
He had, of course, seen Ji Ze'er and Mo Fei.
Touching his hairline, he naturally wanted revenge!
Of course, direct revenge was out of the question. After some thought, he sought out his good buddy.
Ji Ze'er floored the accelerator at the start, directly pushing her engine's RPM from first gear into the 7000-RPM redline.
The twin-turbocharged engine roared madly, engine speed maintained above 5000 RPM, and the car's speed rapidly climbed towards 200km/h. For those inside the car, it felt not like the car was moving forward, but that everything around them was rapidly receding.
"Holy crap!"
Right from the start, Ji Ze'er gave Bill a huge surprise, immediately leading him by a car length.
"How is that possible! With her previous skill... No, she wasn't going all out before... emmmmmm... This is playing the pig to eat the tiger!" Bill's inner thoughts were filled with disbelief. With the skill Ji Ze'er was now displaying, she was clearly superior to him!
"Tyrese, you scumbag, you set me up!"
Ji Ze'er saw Bill Compton's displeased expression in her rearview mirror and sneered contemptuously.
No matter what you're trying to do, this lady will overwhelm you with sheer force!
A gap in absolute power cannot be overturned by schemes or tricks.
Although Ji Ze'er's main job was that of a weapons expert and mercenary, her racing skills were also quite excellent, truly at the level of a professional racer.
Otherwise, why would you think just anyone can play Fast and Furious?