At this time, there werenât many cars on the street, but even so, with the brake out of whack, the car was a dangerous beast. Luo Cong could only allow the car to run on its own accord and face the destiny of death.
Luo Cong had never thought about dying or rather he was too afraid to think about it. But at that moment, with the car fully out of control, death loomed before him. He was overwhelmed by fear.
He bit his lips and ignored Lu Ke who was crying behind him. Luo Cong grabbed the steering wheel and attempted to drive the car into a telephone pole. He had no other choice. Instead of dying, he would chance the possibility of heavy injury!
Mo Li who had been following Luo Congâs car from a distance noticed Luo Congâs intention. She sat up and told Ah Ao. âDrive to his left to block him.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âGot it!â Ah Ao was excited. He didnât expect to run into something so exciting tonight. Ah Ao stepped on the accelerator. As Luo Congâs car was about to turn, Ah Aoâs car cut in from the left. Seeing this, Luo Cong had no choice but to turn to the right. There were rails on the right. Beyond the rails was a fall from the overpass.
After a loud boom, the two cars ground out sparks. Mo Li was impressed by the early model Porsche. Even after such an intense collision, it wasnât damaged that much. Lu Ke in the backseat was shocked out of her mind. She had no idea what had happened. Lu Ke sat up with her shivering body and asked in a whisper, âWhat is up with this car?â
âI have no idea. The license plate is fake. Isnât this your people?â Clearly, Luo Cong had misunderstood something. He slammed on the steering wheel and turned around to glare at Lu Ke. The car continued to roll on ahead.
To make matters worse, the black car refused to let Luo Cong go. It stuck close to Luo Cong. Whenever Luo Cong tried to turn or make a reverse, the car would come in at tricky angles to force Luo Cong to drive forward. âFuck, what is going on!â Luo Cong roared and then spun the steering wheel to the right to slam into the black Porsche.
Mo Li was thrown about in the backseat. She curled up to avoid injuring herself. Seeing this, Ah Ao frowned and rammed back at Luo Cong. âMadam Boss, you better fasten your seatbelt!â Ah Ao was a very good drag racer. He was trained by the best under Quan Yu. Ah Ao changed gears and continued to chase after Luo Cong.
This was the first time Mo Li participated in a street race. She was actually smiling from excitement.
Ah Ao gave it his all for his madam boss.?The young master has so many good cars, he doesnât mind losing one.
The corners of Ah Aoâs mouth twitched. Ah Ao stepped on the accelerator and nose-dived to cut off Luo Congâs path. Luo Congâs car was hit and it skidded on the ground. However, Ah Ao was not yet done. As Luo Congâs car continued to race away, Ah Ao clung close to Luo Cong and forced the latter to grind against the rails on the right.
Luo Congâs side mirror was scraped off. Lu Ke couldnât stop crying. She wanted to jump out of the car. Luo Cong wanted to die but she didnât want to die with him. She tried the door and realized Luo Cong had locked her in.
Ah Ao didnât want to kill. In his mind, Luo Cong could have stopped the car at any time but he insisted on challenging him. Ah Ao didnât know about the faulty brake. In his mind, Luo Cong would rather choose pride over safety. But Luo Cong didnât have to drag Lu Ke into the mess with him. He was a real jerk.
Ah Aoâs face was gloomy. He told Mo Li, âMadam Boss, the man is pathetic!â
âThatâs why we have to teach them a lesson tonight.â