Rain.
Heavy rain.
A torrential downpour!
They had only been in the car for a few minutes when the ink-black sky could no longer bear the weight of the water. A streak of white light split the heavens.
It was like the signal for an army on the move—the rumble of thunder crashed, and the rain poured down in sheets!
The rain grew even denser.
Raindrops beat on the car roof, crackling noisily.
Outside the window was a pitch-black sky, but inside the car glowed with dim yellow light.
Zhao Yicheng gently turned the steering wheel, guiding the Bentley onto the winding mountain road to the right.
The mountain road wasn’t wide, a little over six meters. Two family cars could barely drive side by side, but with the heavy rain pouring down, visibility was blurred. Zhao Yicheng slowed the car as much as possible.
The road snaked upward along the mountainside, with a towering cliff on the left and a sheer Cliff on the right. There was no guardrail. Xu Yinsheng leaned against the car window, curiously stretching her neck out for a look—it was a drop of more than twenty meters to the base of the mountain.
Zhao Yicheng was focused on driving, but the person beside him suddenly asked a question out of the blue.
“Old Zhao, are you afraid of death?”
Zhao Yicheng slowed down, turning his head to look. Xu Yinsheng was still gazing out the window, her long, curled lashes lowered, casting a shadow over her eyelids. She seemed to be deep in thought.
How should one answer that? A thousand people would have a thousand answers; if you put it on Somehu, it would start a thousand-layer argument.
He thought for a moment before answering, “Yes, I am. After all, the fear of death is etched into every human’s bones.”
After hearing his answer, Xu Yinsheng nodded, lashes still drooping, as if pondering.
After a while, she spoke again, “Then do you know the highest level of hatred?”
Zhao Yicheng thought for a moment, then shook his head.
“I was born into a privileged family, already ahead of ninety percent of my peers at the starting line. Although my parents didn’t give me much love, they still provided me with a superior material life every day.”
“When I get liquidated in stocks, I feel lost and depressed; when I make a killing short-selling, I get happy and excited; when I’m with you, I find life sweet, flavorful. But as for ‘hate’…”
He frowned, seeming to weigh his words.
“I’ve never truly hated anyone. The closest emotion to ‘hate’ I’ve felt is disgust.”
“Disgust?” Xu Yinsheng repeated the word.
“It was back in high school and college.” Zhao Yicheng, rarely seen scratching his head, kept one hand on the wheel. “Whenever I saw a group of women flocking around you, I just wanted to drive them all away, so that you’d belong to me alone.” “Back then, I always wondered, why couldn’t little Yin be a girl? If you were a girl, how great would that be? I could just openly snatch you up as my wife.”
He burst out laughing at his own words.
Xu Yinsheng: ……
Just then, a rumbling sound came from above.
Both of them looked up. A car was passing by on the mountain road above.
This car was different from an ordinary vehicle—it was a heavily modified off-road vehicle. In the front sat a man and a woman, both in studded leather clothes, wearing earrings, with their hair dyed in wild colors.
The windows on both sides were tightly locked, and their glossy black surfaces hinted at unusual material.
Zhao Yicheng slowed down again, giving the oncoming vehicle enough space to pass.
As Zhao Yicheng made way, the people in the vehicle above noticed him.
“Brother Zhu, found him, that’s the guy!” said the woman with black lipstick, dressed in a studded black leather jacket and fishnet stockings.
“Finally found him. That guy surnamed Liu didn’t give us the wrong address!” sneered the man called Brother Zhu.
“Brother Zhu, are we really going to kill him? It’s ten million, but he’s the head of Zhao Group, and I heard he’s got some connections at the police station.” In the driver’s seat sat a thug with dyed Huang Mao hair, looking worried.
If it were just some regular Joe with no background or money, they could do the job and take the ten million to flee abroad.
But Zhao Group…
“What are you afraid of, you coward!” Brother Zhu smacked Huang Mao on the head. “That guy got so many of our brothers thrown in the can last time. If I don’t settle this score, how can I show my face in the underworld? And Liu has already arranged our escape. We finish tonight, get on the plane, and by morning, we’re out of the country!”
“And besides…” Brother Zhu took a deep drag on his cigar, his face twisted, a flash of inhuman cruelty in his eyes. “With rain like this, a car or two accidentally going off the Cliff is nothing out of the ordinary!”
Huang Mao, stunned from the slap, wanted to say more, but seeing the impatience flicker in Brother Zhu’s eyes, he shut up and floored the gas. The violently modified off-road vehicle charged straight at the black Bentley!
Seeing the other vehicle charging, Zhao Yicheng immediately sensed trouble.
Sure enough, the off-road car’s window rolled down, and a tattooed, rough arm with a green dragon design stretched out, five fingers clenching into a fist and making a highly insulting gesture.
The next moment—
Bang…
With a huge crash, the heavily modified off-road vehicle slammed into the left headlight of the Bentley!
Both cars tipped to the side. The off-roader, due to inertia, crashed straight into the mountainside, making an ear-splitting noise!!
The Bentley, though not as badly off as the other, still lost its balance.
Screeech. The Bentley came to a halt at the roadside, its tires screeching against the ground and sending up sparks. The car’s rear was less than half a meter from the edge of the Cliff!
“Huang, what the hell are you doing! I told you to hit the car, not the mountain!!”
“I’m working on it, I’m working on it!”
Through a wave of dizziness, Zhao Yicheng lifted his head from the Safety Airbag. He had scraped his forehead, a trickle of blood running down his face, staining the white Safety Airbag red.
His first thought was for the girl in the passenger seat. Xu Yinsheng lifted her head and rubbed her nose.
She wasn’t injured, no scrapes or cuts, just a slightly red nose from the Safety Airbag.
Xu Yinsheng winced from the pain, sniffling a little, and looked at Zhao Yicheng with confusion, “Your enemy?”
“Probably,” he replied.
He started the engine again, turning the car around while reassuring Xu Yinsheng, “Fasten your seatbelt. This was a setup.”
The black Bentley made a turn, preparing to head down the mountain. As long as they left this winding mountain road, the rest would be the Plain. Losing one car would be too easy.
However… pfft.
A burst of bullets hit the left rear tire. Fortunately, the car was specially modified and the tire didn’t burst right away, but the impact must have damaged the control circuits. With the rain-slicked road, the car spun out of control, spinning in place.
“Brother Zhu, guns are too obvious! We’ll leave evidence!”
“Shut up! This is a custom BB Gun!”
As they spoke, Zhao Yicheng jerked the steering wheel, barely managing to steady the car.
He then floored the gas—Bentley shot off like an arrow loosed from a bow!
“Get after them, now!”
Brother Zhu barked an order, and the off-road car roared after them, speeding ahead, sticking close to the Bentley’s tail!!
A dozen bullets struck the tires.
The left rear wheel blew out, and the car’s speed dropped instantly!
“Help me hold the wheel!” Zhao Yicheng shouted.
He handed the wheel to Xu Yinsheng, then reached into the back seat and grabbed a Capture Net, firing a burst at the pursuing off-road car.
Right now, Zhao Yicheng’s car was equipped with a Capture Net, Stun Grenade, Cross of Obsidian Soaked in Holy Water, and a few other gadgets.
Um… yeah, all originally meant for catching Xu Yinsheng again, though he hadn’t expected to use them like this.
Why not use a real gun?
Because he didn’t carry one.
The Huayuan Federation doesn’t ban the purchase of firearms, but bans carrying them.
Yes, such self-contradictory laws.
Seeing the other side firing tranquilizer darts, Huang Mao cursed and floored the gas, “Damn it, tranquilizers!”
“My reinforced bulletproof glass was a waste!”
The car chase lasted three minutes. When Zhao Yicheng tossed a Stun Grenade and paralyzed the off-road vehicle’s controls, victory seemed within reach.
But before he could celebrate, Xu Yinsheng mistook the brake for the accelerator, and the car shot straight off the Cliff!!