Chapter 112: Car Racing
"What the hell is so pretty? She’s fickle as water."
Qiuju glared at Chen Tianlong, "Drive carefully later. If we lose, I’m doomed to be with Cui Jianhua. How will you face Zhao Lei?"
Chen Tianlong chuckled disdainfully, "I’ve never lost!"
"Keep bragging."
Qiuju clearly didn’t quite believe it, but hearing Chen Tianlong so confident eased her worries a bit.
At this time, Cui Jianhua looked over, adopting a haughty demeanor, "So, you’re Zhao Lei’s boss, right? Are you ready? Our rules are simple: make a lap back to the starting point, whoever gets there first, wins."
Chen Tianlong smiled lightly, "Whatever, I’m ready."
"Keep pretending, you’ll know you’re wrong in a bit." Cui Jianhua sneered, glanced at the hot woman in front, and said, "We can start now."
The woman nodded, walked between the two cars, crouched down slowly, then shouted, "Three, two, one, go!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the two cars raced past her sides, taking off swiftly, prompting a burst of cheers from the crowd.
"Hey, keep your eyes on the road! Quit gawking around, drive faster, or we’ll lose." Qiuju gritted her teeth furiously, wondering what was up with this boss, staring at beauties when the race already started.
"What’s the rush!"
Chen Tianlong smiled calmly; he had a good grasp of the terrain around here.
Qiuju took a look at Cui Jianhua speeding ahead, worriedly asked, "You’re going too slow, how will you catch up?"
"Relax, soon he’ll slow down." Chen Tianlong laughed.
"How do you know?" Qiuju was stunned.
"Because there’s a curve up ahead."
As soon as Chen Tianlong finished speaking, the car suddenly sped up, nearly causing Qiuju to hit the windshield.
Qiuju’s face went pale, "Isn’t this a curve? Why are you speeding up?"
"Oh, forgot to tell you, I usually speed up when taking curves!" Chen Tianlong grinned, speaking casually.
The next moment, Chen Tianlong’s expression turned incredibly serious, eyes full of confidence.
Seeing Chen Tianlong’s expression, Qiuju was taken aback, momentarily forgetting her panic.
"Young Master Cui, looks like we’ve got this race in the bag." Said a sultry woman beside Cui Jianhua sweetly.
"No doubt, does that punk think he can beat me? Maybe next life." Cui Jianhua smiled smugly.
However, just as he entered the curve and began to slow down, he suddenly saw a blur in front of his eyes. Next moment, a BMW whizzed past, drawing a perfect arc, instantly overtaking him.
"Holy shit, how is this possible?"
Cui Jianhua’s eyes widened, and the sultry woman next to him was left dumbfounded too.
Accelerated drifting?
Remember, the terrain of Celestial Gift Mountain is incredibly perilous. Any slight mistake could lead to a devastating accident. Hence, drivers racing here usually choose to slow down in curves. Little did they know, Chen Tianlong had raced here before, accelerating through these same three curves.
At this moment, after overtaking, Chen Tianlong’s expression remained calm, noticing Qiuju beside him, her face filled with excitement. He couldn’t help but ask, "Excited?"
"Of course, but aren’t you worried something might happen driving this fast?" Qiuju nodded vigorously but suddenly pouted, somewhat scoldingly.
No joke, even a slight misstep could mean disaster for them.
"Don’t worry, leave it to me." Chen Tianlong laughed.
"Stop boasting, my life is literally on you."
Though filled with joy, Qiuju still commented.
Chen Tianlong squinted his eyes, "Wanna get even more excited?"
Qiuju was puzzled, curiously asked, "What’s the exciting part?"
"This!"
As soon as Chen Tianlong finished speaking, he rapidly accelerated again, pushing the speed to its peak, leaving Cui Jianhua far behind.
"Whoa!"
Cui Jianhua’s eyes widened. This stunt was one only a madman would pull, nearing the curve yet still speeding up.
At this moment, Qiuju felt exactly like Cui Jianhua, face pale with fear, like her heart was lodged in her throat.
Up ahead lay a distinctive terrain: three noticeably close curves. She’d seen it before when hanging out with Cui Jianhua and knew if controlled poorly, they might plunge off a cliff.
"Chen... Chen Tianlong! Don’t drive so fast, slow down!" Qiuju begged almost pleadingly.
Chen Tianlong chuckled, "Don’t trust me?"
"No, I don’t trust you anymore."
Qiuju was already too frightened by Chen Tianlong, rambling incoherently, "We’ve already overtaken them, stop speeding, let’s celebrate with dinner together, okay?"
"Dinner? How can I refuse such an offer?"
Chen Tianlong was thrilled, not only reliving the racing thrill, but now rewarded with a dinner invite from a beauty—it delighted him immensely.
"..."
Qiuju was speechless; barely two kilometers remained, but there lay three consecutive sharp curves, all dangerously tricky.
Chen Tianlong purposely slowed down a bit to prevent the Audi’s engine from giving out.
Seeing the slowed pace, Qiuju exhaled deeply, while behind them, Cui Jianhua finally spotted the BMW ahead, his confidence swelling again.
"Watch me now, I guess that punk was just crazy earlier, now he’s come to his senses, afraid; watch how I beat him!"
Cui Jianhua smirked at the sultry beauty beside him, gently stroked her thigh, then floored the gas, speeding up swiftly.
"Kid, don’t think you’re the only one who knows drifting. Just wait for it." Cui Jianhua planned to overtake Chen Tianlong in the final three curves, requiring him to take risks.
The sultry beauty next to him seemed unfazed by the speed, accustomed to it.
Sure enough, it wasn’t long before Cui Jianhua’s Audi was fewer than two hundred meters from Chen Tianlong’s. Seeing this, Qiuju became anxious.
"Chen Tianlong... uh-oh, looks like they’re catching up."
"I know. Do we want to win?"
Chen Tianlong asked coolly.
"Yes!"
Qiuju gritted her teeth, understanding Chen Tianlong meant speeding up to win.
"Hehe, then hang tight!"
As soon as Chen Tianlong finished speaking, accompanied by Qiuju’s scream, the BMW’s engine roared to life fiercely, Chen Tianlong’s foot flooring the gas pedal, accelerating, pushing the speedometer to its peak.
Qiuju felt like she was flying, experiencing extreme thrill for the first time, clutching her head and kept yelling.
Seeing this, Chen Tianlong chuckled bitterly; this chick was indeed wild, even at such a speed she was still enjoying it, not as terrified as Lin Wushuang and the others had been before.
Cui Jianhua watched the car ahead maneuvering like a nimble loach through the curves, leaving him dumbfounded.
Clearly, this race was as good as decided.
Soon, near the starting point appeared a car rapidly arriving, stopping abruptly.
After the car halted, two people stepped out, Chen Tianlong and Qiuju, of course.
"Boss, you guys okay?"
At that moment, Yang Fan and Zhao Lei came running, seeing Chen Tianlong and Qiuju standing by the roadside, with Qiuju tearing up, clearly something had happened.