Luoxia Mountain is over an hour's drive from the city, surrounded by some forests. However, the asphalt road here is built very wide and smooth, reflecting a black glossy sheen.

"This car is really good, the seat is comfortable, and the acceleration is incredibly fast."

Qin Yang held the steering wheel, a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, driving the Bugatti Veyron at high speed on the mountain road.

At this time, ten kilometers behind Qin Yang, three top luxury cars were chasing each other on the mountain road.

In the lead was a black Pagani Son of Ghosts.

Although the Pagani Son of Ghosts is a super sports car, it closely resembles a real sports car in appearance. At this moment, there were two people sitting inside.

The one driving wore a white shirt and suit pants, always with a slick smile at the corner of his mouth. His complexion was slightly pale, evidently indulgent in excesses usually.

Beside him was a woman in a red dress, exceedingly beautiful, without a flaw on her fair cheeks. Her eyes fluttered with a trace of allure, a woman capable of arousing wicked desires.

However, at a closer look, one could see that this woman was not from Huaxia.

Qiu Dafeng glanced at the woman in the passenger seat beside him, occasionally flashing a lewd intent deep in his eyes. If only he could dominate this woman right here.

But such a lewd intent could only be suppressed deep in his eyes. This Japanese girl wasn't one to be conquered at will, nor was it good to reveal such desires.

"Miss Kaori, what do you think? My Pagani Son of Ghosts is decent, isn't it?"

Qiu Dafeng lightly patted the steering wheel, wearing a slightly smug expression. The latest Pagani Son of Ghosts is globally limited to twelve units, and he has the only one in Huaxia, a testament to his prowess.

"This Son of Ghosts is indeed worthy of being a global limited edition, its performance is remarkable. However, Dafeng-kun's driving skills are truly top-notch, almost matching professional racers."

Asakawa Kaori slightly parted her red lips, her voice was alluring, her tone captivating.

But deep down, she was disdainful of Qiu Dafeng. If not for the interests of the Great Japan Asakawa Clan, she wouldn't be sitting in a car with this China pig, participating in racing.

"Haha, Miss Kaori, you're too kind."

Qiu Dafeng laughed heartily, clearly enjoying the praise from this Japanese woman.

But his laughter had not yet settled before it became stiff.

Whoosh!

At that moment, a white Lamborghini caught up to his Son of Ghosts.

In the passenger seat, a lively and pretty face stuck out a tongue to make a face at Qiu Dafeng, looking smugly triumphant.

This Lamborghini had two identical pretty faces inside, obviously, the two women were twins.

However, their clothing and expressions were completely different, one vivacious and lively, the other slightly cold.

"Haha, sister, go for it, we've passed that idiot Qiu Dafeng."

Tang Huanhuan displayed her youthful liveliness, chuckling.

Tang Yingying nodded gently, her pretty face slightly cold, pressing the gas pedal. The Lamborghini accelerated rapidly, widening the gap with the Son of Ghosts.

"Haha, Young Master Qiu, I'm going ahead now."

At this moment, accompanied by a laugh, a Porsche also rushed up from behind, overtaking Qiu Dafeng's Son of Ghosts.

Being overtaken consecutively by two cars, having just been flattered by Asakawa Kaori, Qiu Dafeng's face couldn't maintain its composure.

"Hmph, daring to overtake this Young Master's car, you better have the ability."

Qiu Dafeng sneered, flooring the gas pedal. The engine roared, and the Son of Ghosts shot forward like an arrow from a bow.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

On the wide asphalt road, three luxury cars sped rapidly, neck and neck, not giving any ground. Each had its speedometer reading over 180 kilometers per hour.

At this moment, five hundred meters ahead on the road was a curve, and the arc of this bend was quite large.

"I'll leave you all behind at this bend."

Qiu Dafeng sneered, merely slowing down a bit, then deftly turned the steering wheel. A beautiful drift, leaving the Lamborghini and Porsche that had been neck and neck with him about ten meters behind.

"Ah ah ah damn, overtaken by this guy, sister, hurry up, the stakes are five million this time."

Tang Huanhuan pouted her little mouth, shouting.

"I know, Huanhuan, don't shout."

Tang Yingying replied with a slightly cool face.

Although they came from the Tang Family in Capital City, the sisters didn't have unlimited funds. This five million was no small amount for them.

On the wide asphalt road, surrounded by lush forests, Qin Yang was driving his Bugatti Veyron forward, hearing the sudden roaring engines of sports cars behind him.

Qin Yang glanced in the rearview mirror, noticing three high-speed sports cars, probably some wealthy brats racing here again. However, the wide, sparsely trafficked road here was indeed quite suitable for racing.

"There's actually a limited edition Bugatti Veyron in front, but its speed is really snail-like, such a waste of a good car."

Qiu Dafeng gazed ahead, then curled his lips in a mocking curve, disdainful.

"These racing idiots, better stay far away."

In the Bugatti, Qin Yang furrowed his brows, muttering to himself, then floored the pedal, the speed exploding, instantly leaving Qiu Dafeng's Son of Ghosts dozens of meters behind.

Just as Qiu Dafeng intended to accelerate and overtake the Bugatti from the side, he noticed the Bugatti suddenly speeding up.

"Oh ho, is this a challenge to this Young Master?"

Seeing this, Qiu Dafeng sneered, also flooring the pedal, the speedometer needle skyrocketing to over two hundred kilometers per hour.

Shwoosh! Shwoosh!

Behind them, a Lamborghini and a Porsche followed closely.

"Sister, how come another car joined in, but that Bugatti doesn't seem to have a Capital City family license plate."

Tang Huanhuan furrowed her brows lightly.

"Probably bought newly by some rich heir."

Tang Yingying replied.

"Hmm, but this person's driving skills seemed pretty decent, not surpassed by Qiu Dafeng..."

Tang Huanhuan nodded in assessment.

"Sister, time to slow down, we're approaching the series of bends."

Tang Huanhuan suddenly pointed ahead, instructing.

A few hundred meters away, there was a curve with approximately a hundred-degree arc, one side the mountains, the other side a guardrail, outside the guardrail was a cliff dozens of meters high, rushing waters in the ravine below.

"Got it."

Tang Yingying nodded, decreasing the car's speed instantly.

At this bend, speeding too much would lead to a loss of friction with the ground insufficient to provide centrifugal force, leading to a potential deadly crash.

At this moment, not only did Tang Yingying slow down her Lamborghini, but Qiu Dafeng also reduced his speed.

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