Chapter 1067 — Wei Zhao's Suspicion, and His Kick at the Car After Getting Out Was Also a Kind of Test of the Bald Man in Sunglasses
According to what Feng Xiaoxiao and the fashionable young man had said earlier, the first race was generally meant for novices — but this bald man in sunglasses was plainly no novice. He was a veteran!
And his silence, his refusal to hit back, only deepened Wei Zhao's suspicion. Anyone else, after having his car kicked, would show at least some displeasure — the only difference being whether he was forceful about it or not. But the bald man in sunglasses had not said a single word, a complete departure from the petty thug image he had worn before.
"He's slowing down, he's slowing down! He really is slowing down!" Feng Xiaoxiao cried out in delighted surprise.
"Heh..." Wei Zhao only smiled faintly, the doubt in his heart deepening another notch. Another anomaly!
With the bald man's driving skill, he should not be slowing down here! This was only the first lap of the winding mountain road, not the least bit steep; all one had to do was hold the wheel steady. Even an ordinary driver would have no trouble, let alone a bald man in sunglasses who was so skilled at drifting!
Yet he had chosen this very moment to slow down! Such a rather obvious bit of playacting — only Wei Zhao suspected it. Feng Xiaoxiao was in a state of such excitement that she was unlikely to notice the flaw.
What puzzled Wei Zhao, though, was what the bald man in sunglasses was actually after. Did he simply want to swindle Feng Xiaoxiao out of two hundred thousand? Or did he have some other purpose?
If he did have another purpose, Wei Zhao found it hard to believe. His bringing Feng Xiaoxiao here to race could be called entirely coincidental — unless this man had been watching Feng Xiaoxiao, or him, all along, waiting for a chance to make his move!
Yet many events that seem coincidental are, behind the scenes, inevitabilities carefully plotted by an enemy. Wei Zhao kept himself constantly on guard. Never mind whether the bald man in sunglasses truly had other designs — Wei Zhao was already wary of him.
Slow down, then. Suit yourself. A faint smile flickered at the corner of Wei Zhao's mouth as he slammed his foot down on the accelerator. The Audi's engine let out a roar, and Wei Zhao and Feng Xiaoxiao's car shot forward in an instant!
They were about to enter the winding mountain curve, and Wei Zhao had not only failed to slow down — he was accelerating!
The crowd of men and women watching the race through binoculars all cried out in astonishment! On the winding mountain curve, one did not need to slow down, but no one had ever been seen accelerating there either! Was this not courting death?
Feng Xiaoxiao was someone who understood this principle too. Though she had always watched others race before, she had also driven this road during practice — only back then it had not been a chase like this, not so tense.
But Feng Xiaoxiao also knew that one could not accelerate on the winding mountain curve! Everyone else accelerated on the straightaways, yet Wei Zhao was accelerating on the winding mountain curve? What kind of driving was that?
"Wei Zhao, darling, why are you speeding up?" Feng Xiaoxiao was startled.
"How else am I supposed to overtake him?" Wei Zhao said mildly, not feeling in the least that accelerating was anything special!
After a few more bursts of acceleration, Wei Zhao's car instantly overtook the Range Rover ahead, and once he was on the winding mountain curve, he still kept accelerating without pause! A sharp turn was coming up right ahead, and Wei Zhao was still accelerating!
"Ah—" Feng Xiaoxiao screamed, though it was not a scream of fear but of excitement!
For the first time in her life she was accelerating into a sharp turn. Though it was extremely dangerous, she trusted Wei Zhao — a blind trust. Of course, what Feng Xiaoxiao was thinking was that even if they died, they would die together, and this life would be without regret; and if they could still be lovers in the netherworld, Feng Xiaoxiao would laugh out loud with joy!
"Damn it, he's an absolute madman!" The bald man in sunglasses was startled as he watched the Audi accelerate without pause! This person was either a top-tier driver or a lunatic! Who drives like that? Accelerating at a sharp turn? Does he not know how the word "death" is written?
But what happened next proved the bald man's first guess correct: Wei Zhao was a top-tier driver!
The Audi did not slow down through the sharp turn either; it swept through the curve in one graceful instant, the whole movement executed in a single breath, in no way inferior to the move the bald man in sunglasses had shown off before the race!
The bald man in sunglasses' expression froze. He had not expected that the man Feng Xiaoxiao brought along would turn out to be such a skilled driver! It was somewhat beyond his expectations!
Previously, in the bald man's eyes, given his own strength, Feng Xiaoxiao was nothing more than a weak little prey, her life and death within his grasp. But now things had gone beyond the bald man's imagination: the prey was no longer prey, and what had been a game of cat and mouse had become a dangerous contest!
A cold smile flickered at the corner of the bald man's mouth. No matter how strong your skill, since you're driving an Audi, you've already stepped onto the road to defeat! An Audi was truly out of proportion before a massive Range Rover!
As long as the bald man adopted a stance of brute force, the one who would ultimately suffer would still be Wei Zhao's side!
Seeing the Audi ahead still accelerating without pause, the bald man in sunglasses began to accelerate too! He had underestimated his opponent before; he had meant to wait for him, but now he had been overtaken instead.
The bald man in sunglasses began to accelerate as well! Likewise, through the sharp turn around the mountain he did not slow down, likewise accelerating without pause!
The bald man's actions once again stunned the men and women watching the race; they cheered and shouted!
What had originally been an unremarkable first race had now become the most spectacular contest! The spectators below kept calling friends who had not come with their phones, complaining that they had missed the most thrilling scene!
Drifting, still drifting! The bald man in sunglasses was also accelerating and drifting without pause!
This rapidly closed the gap that had already opened up!
Wei Zhao frowned. It seemed he had still underestimated his opponent's strength! Wei Zhao was not a professional racer, but having undergone rigorous training, if he were to enter a world-class competition, he would surely be able to place!
Such strength was enough to stand proudly in the underground racing scene! Only the bald man in sunglasses seemed to be the exception! Wei Zhao quickly discovered that the bald man's strength was absolutely not beneath his own! This level of racing skill could only belong to professional racers, or to assassins like himself who had undergone rigorous training!
A faint trace of worry flickered through Wei Zhao's eyes. If Feng Xiaoxiao were not in the car, he could have fought the man to the death; but now, to win against his opponent, relying on a contest of skill alone was impossible!
With equal technical skill, the difference lay in the cars. His opponent's car, judging by engine displacement alone, held an absolute advantage over Wei Zhao's! RO
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