Inside the Lamborghini, Yu San slowed the car down.
*Bang!* He slammed a heavy fist against the steering wheel.
"Damn it! What kind of monster did we run into? Is he trying to redline the speedometer of a Ferrari 350? Holy shit!"
The drivers of the other two cars were drenched in sweat, their eyes filled with sheer terror. They were collectively questioning their existence.
This wasn’t street racing—this was dancing on the edge of a grave!
Yu San, the "God of Racing" in Nanbin, had actually lived to see the day when he couldn't even catch a glimpse of someone else's taillights. The group of rich kids who usually worshipped Yu San like a deity were at a total loss for words.
Yu San rolled down his window and lit a cigarette to steady his nerves. Just as he was about to find an exit to get off the ring road and look for a girl to blow off some steam, a distant, roaring engine echoed from the end of the road.
*Vroom—!*
In the next second, everyone saw a red Ferrari on the edge of their vision, speeding toward them against traffic, lights blazing, charging like a mad bull.
Yu San’s pupils constricted. He tossed his cigarette and scrambled to steer.
The rich kids in the other cars screamed in panic, "Brother Yu San... that devil is back!"
"It looks like he’s coming for you!"
"Move! Get out of the way! He’s going to ram you!"
But no matter how Yu San swerved, he couldn't shake the roaring Ferrari’s target. It was too late to turn around!
"Damn it... is he trying to kill us both?!…
Chapter 68