The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

Chapter 1145 - 1140: Overtaking the Front-Runner

With just this glide, the taxi gained inertia and shot forward.

So fast!

Is this really the speed one can have when cornering!

Xia Youde was utterly shocked.

Because he clearly felt it.

The taxi in front of him was taking the corner at a speed twice as high as his own.

That’s exactly how Qin Hao was able to come from behind in this taxi.

After all, the characteristic of the Devil’s Track is that it has many curves.

Xia Youde hadn’t expected that the track he chose, instead of humiliating Qin Hao, actually gave him the chance to slap him in the face.

Is this self-inflicted?

Xia Youde felt as if he was about to spit blood from his heart, his eyes reddening as he stomped on the accelerator. "You can take the corner without stepping on the gas, so can I! Why should I be inferior to you! I’m the steward of the Rose Society!"

With a roar, the car entered the curve, and Xia Youde jerked the steering wheel.

However, the car seemed like an uncontrollable wild horse, completely beyond his control.

Whoosh!

Xia Youde felt the world spinning around him, the surroundings flashing by too fast to see clearly.

Vaguely, he saw the roadside sign sparkling, and if nothing unexpected happened, it would soon collide.

"No!"

Xia Youde was in a panic and slammed on the gas pedal.

Thump!

The reason why sports cars are expensive is not for show in terms of performance.

Under excellent brake control, the Ferrari finally stopped by the roadside.

Just thirty centimeters from the road sign.

Meaning, thirty centimeters more, Xia Youde would’ve faced the first car accident of his life.

"Huff huff huff!"

Inside the car, Xia Youde was panting heavily.

"That was close, I almost embarrassed myself..."

For racing members of the Rose Society, a car accident is an incredibly shameful thing.

If it really happens, because of this incident, the driver could be mocked for life.

Speaking of embarrassment, Xia Youde thought in a daze.

Isn’t being overtaken by the Night Emperor a disgrace too?

Thinking of the Night Emperor, he suddenly looked forward.

There, the night was pitch black, with no lights, not even a shadow of the taxi!

Has he gone that far already?

Xia Youde perked up his ears to listen, but there wasn’t a sound from ahead.

"Has he really gone that far that I can’t hear a single sound?"

This time, Xia Youde felt a deep sense of defeat.

...

"Oh! Hooray!"

Inside the speeding taxi, Ah Mao and Tom clung to each other, screaming out loud.

So far, they had experienced something more thrilling than a roller coaster ride.

Racing.

To drive a taxi to such an extent is truly unbelievable.

Looking back on it.

Qin Hao overtook to second place from the rear of the field.

It only took fifteen minutes.

Along the way, the taxi overtook countless prestigious cars that aroused envy.

Along the way, Tom and others repeatedly saw the ghostly expressions of those drivers inside the fancy cars.

"Thrilling, so damn thrilling!" Driver Old Huang wiped the grime from his lips, shouting in excitement.

"Hahaha, Old Huang, your stomach is empty from throwing up but it’s still thrilling?" Ah Mao merely clung to Tom, grabbing the door handle with one hand, laughing uncontrollably.

Because it was too intense inside the car, all three of them were drenched in sweat. Ah Mao’s hair even stuck together.

"As long as I can see those foreign guys’ faces eating dirt, I’d puke my stomach out tonight!"

Driver Old Huang shouted excitedly.

"Haha, the boss will surely drive more steadily. After all, he’s so understanding. Right, boss?"

Ah Mao playfully glanced at Qin Hao, then his eyes bulged, almost popping out.

On both sides, there was a winding curve.

The car, just like before, was drifting through the curve.

Yet inside the main driver’s seat, Qin Hao was driving with one hand!

His other hand was holding a cigarette to his mouth.

The expression of enjoyably puffing smoke was in sharp contrast to the terrified looks of Ah Mao, Tom, and Old Huang.

"Ah!"

The three cried out in unison.

As the car drifted into a straight path, a light flickered not far ahead.

The three inside the car, ignoring the light, began to rant crazily.

"Just now I was almost scared out of my soul!"

"That corner just now was really terrifying!"

"I even thought it would lose control!"

The three complained, but their eyes were fixed on Qin Hao.

Now, Qin Hao was even more outrageous.

Holding a cigarette in one hand and a lighter in the other, getting ready to light up.

But what about the steering wheel?

He wasn’t concerned at all!

"Boss! What are you doing!"

"Hao God, stop messing around!"

"Bro, I don’t want to die!"

At that moment, the trio was scared out of their wits.

This was at a speed of one hundred and twenty kilometers per hour.

Yet Qin Hao wasn’t holding the steering wheel.

Still smoking?

Does he really think his life is made of steel!

No, at this speed, if a car accident happened.

Even steel would suffer damage!

...

Vini Jones felt a bit better.

Two sides blurred and flew by.

Vini Jones judged by the speed.

Her driving skills had improved again.

She’d heard that the highest record on this Devil’s Track was eighteen minutes and forty-six seconds.

Vini Jones estimated that if she continued at this speed.

She not only would break the highest record but also could improve it to within eighteen seconds.

The number forty-six seems small in difference.

But at full speed, it’s almost four to five kilometers of distance.

Unless something unexpected happens, this record would be hard to break again.

Because of these things, Vini Jones was in a good mood, temporarily forgetting what happened earlier.

But soon she remembered Qin Hao’s detestable face.

Night Emperor.

In Martial Arts, I am indeed inferior to you.

But in racing?

I’m leading the way now, with the highest record in sight.

And you?

You must be struggling in the latter half of the course.

Thinking of this, a mocking smile appeared on Vini Jones’s lips.

"Hope you, this good-for-nothing, can reach the finish line. Don’t crash halfway!"

Vini Jones thought with dark humor.

After all, the track is called the Devil’s Track for a reason, with so many curves.

One little mistake and it’s easy to have an accident.

Woo!

From far behind, a wailing sound suddenly appeared.

As an experienced hand.

Vini Jones immediately recognized

undoubtedly, that was the sound of an engine roaring.

She was surprised, "Could it be that Xia Youde has caught up? This guy has improved quite a bit?"

But soon, she instinctively rejected, "No! That engine sound isn’t right. So low and clumsy, it doesn’t sound like that sports car at all."

Being a senior expert on sports cars.

Vini Jones could remember all kinds of engine models and features of various sports cars.

After filtering through her mind.

She was sure that the engine sound from behind wasn’t from any of the thirty-three sports cars in today’s race.