CIATB Chapter 95: Utter Crushing!
Chapter 95: Utter Crushing!
The winding mountain road in Xishan was shrouded in darkness.
Two steel behemoths stopped at the starting line, the roar of their engines tearing apart the silent valley.
On the left is a black GTR that has been modified to the teeth, like a black panther ready to pounce, with blue flames spewing from its exhaust pipe.
In the driver's seat, Qin Xiao gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his eyes fierce, and the veins on his forehead throbbing.
On the right is a bright red Ferrari SF90.
Compared to Qin Xiao's serious demeanor, the scene in the Ferrari's driver's seat was rather bizarre.
Zhang Yan was turning to the side, adjusting the seatbelt for Nie Qingcheng in the passenger seat, humming an unknown tune.
Is it tight? Is it too constricting?
Nie Qingcheng's face was a little pale, and she gripped the handle on the roof of the car tightly: "Zhang Yan, this is a series of eighteen hairpin bends, and there's a cliff right next to us. Are you... are you sure you don't want to familiarize yourself with the road conditions first?"
She had ridden in professional race car drivers before, and those people were all fully equipped with helmets, gloves, and fireproof suits.
Now let's look at Zhang Yan.
He took off his suit jacket and threw it in the back seat, left two buttons undone at the collar of his shirt, rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, revealing a section of his fair forearm.
The most outrageous thing is that this guy just asked her if she had any chewing gum.
"Familiarize yourself with the road?" Zhang Yan tossed a Wrigley's Spearmint gum into his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and said, "No need. The road is right there; it's not like it's going to grow legs and run away."
He turned his head and whistled at Qin Xiao outside the window.
"Hey, special forces soldier, did you get a five-second head start?"
Qin Xiao almost spat a mouthful of blood onto the windshield.
This is not just contempt, it's blatant humiliation!
"You're asking for it!" Qin Xiao gritted his teeth and slammed on the gas pedal.
With a piercing whistle, the GTR launched itself like an arrow, leaving two charred marks on the ground as it sped into the first corner in the blink of an eye.
Nie Fan stood by the roadside, waving his fist and shouting, "Brother Xiao is awesome! Cripple him! Push this gigolo off the cliff!"
Just when everyone thought Ferrari would follow suit, Zhang Yan was still slowly shifting gears.
"One, two, three, four, five."
Zhang Yan counted to five before releasing the brake, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips.
"Hold on tight, honey, I'm about to take you flying."
boom--!!!
The V8 twin-turbocharged engine let out a beastly roar.
The intense push-back sensation instantly pressed Nie Qingcheng firmly into the seat. She felt as if the scenery in front of her had been blurred into thin lines, and her heart felt as if it had been squeezed tightly by a large hand.
too fast!
This isn't driving, this is flying close to the ground!
The GTR ahead had already rounded the bend, its taillights drawing a red line in the darkness.
"There's a hairpin bend ahead! Slow down! Slow down quickly!" Nie Qingcheng was terrified as she watched the guardrail rapidly approaching, and instinctively tried to close her eyes.
Normally, for such a sharp bend that is close to 90 degrees, one must slow down in advance, cut the inside lane, and then exit the bend.
But Zhang Yan did not apply the brakes.
He even slammed his foot on the accelerator.
"You're insane! You'll kill yourself!"
Just as the front of the car was about to hit the guardrail, Zhang Yan moved his hand.
His movements were not fast; in fact, they could be described as elegant.
With a light tug on the steering wheel with his left hand, he quickly downshifted with his right, his toes leaving a dazzling trail of afterimages between the brake and accelerator.
Heel-toe movement!
The Ferrari's rear end seemed to have eyes, suddenly swinging outwards, the car sideways, its four tires screeching on the ground and billowing white smoke.
Inertial drift!
The red car practically slid past the guardrail, its front end locked tightly around the apex of the bend, and then—
boom!
Exit the corner, accelerate!
The entire process was smooth and seamless, without any unnecessary movements, just like a precisely calculated computer program.
Nie Qingcheng opened her eyes and found that she was not only alive, but had also rushed out of the bend, with the GTR in front of her right in front of her.
"This...how is this possible?"
She turned to look at Zhang Yan.
The man held the steering wheel with one hand, and with the other hand still free, he took a bottle of water from the glove compartment and handed it to her.
"Take a sip of water to calm your nerves, this is only the first bend."
Zhang Yan's expression was as calm as if he were strolling in his own backyard, as if the drift that had just brushed past death was nothing more than a casual snap of his fingers.
In the GTR ahead, Qin Xiao looked at the red ghost that was rapidly approaching in the rearview mirror, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.
"How could it be so fast?!"
He had already pushed himself to the limit when he took that turn, and this kid was even faster?
"Don't even think about overtaking me!" Qin Xiao roared, swerving the steering wheel sharply to try and take control of the inside lane and block Zhang Yan's overtaking route.
These are dirty tricks on the racetrack, but on this unregulated mountain road, anything goes as long as you win.
"Trying to block the way?"
Zhang Yan chewed his gum and smiled.
Ahead lies a series of S-shaped bends, with an extremely narrow road surface that can only accommodate one vehicle at a time.
Qin Xiao held the center line firmly, swaying left and right, giving Zhang Yan no chance at all.
"Hold on tight."
Zhang Yan suddenly said something.
The next second, the Ferrari did not slow down, but instead rushed towards the roadside drainage ditch!
"Zhang Yan! That's a ditch!" Nie Qingcheng screamed.
"That's the road."
The Ferrari's left wheel suddenly cut into the drainage ditch, and using the traction of the ditch, the car body tilted at an odd angle, like a roller coaster hanging on a track.
Drainage ditch bend-crossing method!
Using centrifugal force to counteract gravity, a road is carved out where there is none!
"goodbye."
Zhang Yan said softly.
The red Ferrari flashed past the inside of the GTR like a red lightning bolt.
Qin Xiao felt a blur before his eyes, followed by a gust of wind.
By the time he realized what was happening, only a pair of scarlet taillights remained ahead, disappearing further and further into the darkness.
Completely crushed.
……
mountain top.
Zhang Yan parked the car, turned off the engine, and removed the key.
He unbuckled his seatbelt, looked at Nie Qingcheng in the passenger seat who was still in shock and whose chest was heaving violently, and smiled as he reached out to tidy her messy long hair.
"How are you? Feeling dizzy?"
Nie Qingcheng turned her head and looked at the handsome face so close to hers.
The surge of adrenaline put her in a state of extreme excitement.
She suddenly unbuckled her seatbelt, lunged forward, and without caring that they were in the car, straddled Zhang Yan's lap, cupped his face in her hands, and kissed him fiercely.
The kiss was intense and wild, filled with the relief of surviving a disaster, and even more so with the instinctive submission to the strong.
Only when they were both out of breath did Nie Qingcheng release him, pressing her forehead against his, her eyes filled with seductive allure.
"Zhang Yan, what exactly are you made of?"
"You have to win at drawing, you have to win at fighting, and you can even crush special forces soldiers when driving."
"Are you some kind of demon sent by God specifically to capture me?"
Zhang Yan wrapped his arm around her slender waist and grinned mischievously, "Taming demons is a job for Taoist priests. I'm at most... a zookeeper?"
"Hate!"
Nie Qingcheng punched him lightly, but couldn't bear to get off him.