In the rearview mirror, the black Mercedes behind them was rapidly growing larger!

BANG!

This time, the young man couldn't keep the car steady, barely managing to lift his foot off the accelerator. The tires of the Porsche 911 screeched, carving a long mark on the road as the car spun twice before crashing into the guardrail!

Xia Liang didn't even spare them a glance; he stomped on the accelerator and sped straight ahead!

In the passenger seat, the man holding the child stared dumbfounded at Xia Liang, then looked back at the Porsche 911 on the side of the road and stammered, "That… that… they… they…"

"Don't worry, I have it under control. No one will be seriously hurt, just some superficial injuries at worst. I can afford to pay for it!"

The man's mouth twitched. What he actually wanted to say was, forget the people, that car… it looked like a Porsche! A crash like that would cost a fortune to repair! He certainly couldn't afford it!

But he quickly realized Xia Liang didn't seem to care, acting as if he'd just bumped a cheap minivan. Since the driver himself wasn't concerned, the man wisely decided to keep his mouth shut.

A minute later, with a screech of brakes, the car skidded to a stop at the hospital entrance. The door opened, and the man scrambled out with the child. He turned back and bowed deeply to Xia Liang.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!"

Xia Liang waved it off. "Alright, get to the hospital. The child is what's important!"

The man didn't hesitate. In truth, he was more frantic than anyone. He quickly turned and bolted into the hospital, taking the steps two and three at a time.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for completing the hidden task: Rescue.

Reward: Thousand-Mile Tracking Talisman, 40 Work Points.]

Hmm? A hidden task? Xia Liang was slightly startled. He hadn't expected the System to have hidden tasks that could be completed without being formally triggered. He did a good deed and got a free reward. Feels pretty good.

SCREECH!

Suddenly, the harsh sound of braking filled the air. Looking up, he saw the battered Porsche 911 had caught up. It slammed to a stop right in front of him, even bumping into his car's rear end in the process! Jeez, the already wrecked car now looked even worse.

A disheveled young man climbed out of the driver's seat and strode furiously toward Xia Liang, his face twisted in a snarl.

"Are you fucking insane? You dared to hit my car?"

A smile touched Xia Liang's lips, his mind already churning with ways to deal with this guy. "There was a child in the car whose life was in danger. I needed to get her to the hospital urgently."

"Life in danger, my ass! I don't give a damn if she lives or dies, it has nothing to do with me! Do you know what kind of car this is? Just some little brat. Is her life worth more than my car?"

The youth was losing control, growing increasingly frantic. A major reason for his agitation was that the car wasn't actually his. His sister had recently hooked up with a rich heir, and this car was a gift for her to use. She had only let him borrow it after his own persistent begging and pleading!

He had borrowed the Porsche 911 a few days ago and had been using it to pick up girls ever since. He had to admit, having a sports car made it incredibly easy. Gold-digging girls practically threw themselves at him. In just a few days, he had already fooled around with over a dozen different pretty, young women!

But now, the car was a total wreck! Being unable to pick up girls was a minor issue; the real problem was having to explain this to his sister!

The more the youth thought about it, the angrier he became. Seeing Xia Liang's face so close, he couldn't stop himself from throwing a punch.

Xia Liang easily caught the fist. With a sharp twist backward, he forced the youth to turn around in pain. He followed up with a swift kick to the back of the youth's knee, causing him to lose his balance and collapse to the ground.

Xia Liang glanced at the wrecked Porsche 911 with a raised eyebrow, then looked down at the youth on the ground. "You seem to really care about this car, huh?"

With that, Xia Liang scanned the area, spotting an abandoned steel pipe in a corner. He dragged it slowly over to the car, lifted it high into the air, and brought it crashing down!

SMASH!

The heavy pipe struck the Porsche s left door, leaving a bowl-sized dent.

"Ah!" The woman who had been in the passenger seat shrieked and scrambled out of the car.

"Tsk, the quality is so-so," Xia Liang muttered, and without hesitation, he swung the pipe down again!

SMASH!

SMASH!

SMASH!

Meanwhile, the young man sat stunned on the ground, watching the scene unfold in a daze. He wanted to intervene, but seeing Xia Liang brutally smashing the car with the steel pipe, so violently that sparks flew with each impact, he thought better of it. He didn't have the guts to step forward and stop him. He could only sit there heartbroken, watching helplessly as the Porsche 911 went from battered to a complete pile of scrap metal.

Staring at the now totaled Porsche, Xia Liang nodded in satisfaction. He casually tossed the pipe aside and leaned down to look at the youth. "What's your bank account number? I'll pay you for the car in full."

"Huh? You'll pay in full?"

The youth's energy returned in a flash. He leaped to his feet and quickly rattled off his account number.

Xia Liang took out his phone, tapped it a few times, and said, "Done. Three Yuan have been transferred to your account. This 911 costs around two million new, so consider the extra a gift from me!"

The youth checked his phone. Seeing the three Yuan had indeed arrived, his despair vanished, replaced by sheer joy. He glanced at Xia Liang. "Hey, bro, you shouldn't have! This is too much, I feel bad!"

Xia Liang just smiled and shook his head. "It's nothing, just a bit of cash. Your problem is solved now, right?"

"Of course! Bro, smash it as much as you like!"

Xia Liang shook his head again. "No, what I mean is, now we have to solve another problem. Do you know what was in my trunk?"

As he spoke, Xia Liang opened the trunk. At the same time, he spent 1 Work Point in the System's space to purchase a piece of Blue and White Porcelain worth twenty Yuan. Then, he secretly used his Domain to shatter it.

He looked at the young man with a smirk and pulled out an authoritative certificate of appraisal, handing it to him.

"This piece is from the Chenghua Era. During that time, some official kilns continued to use Sumaliqing Material to produce Blue and White Porcelain. This one is valued at two million Yuan."

Hearing the number "two million," the young man panicked. His brief moment of happiness vanished without a trace.

He shook his head again and again as he stared at the certificate in his hand. Thanks to his rich brother-in-law, he knew a thing or two about these things. This certificate looked a lot like the one his brother-in-law had shown him, and he immediately swallowed hard.

"You're the one who hit me! You're completely at fault! I don't care, I'm not paying! You can kill me, but I'm not paying!"

Hearing this, Xia Liang's brow furrowed, and his voice turned cold. "So, you're planning on skipping out on your debt?"

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