The president was in front, followed by the F40, and the police were far behind, chasing further and further away. The three cars' rapid speed caused the surprise of countless vehicles on the highway. Many people were also attracted by the speed of the black and red cars, and drove at full speed to see what was going on. But they could not catch up, and were soon left behind and disappeared.
"This person is very patient." Xue Bingyang leaned steadily on the back of his chair, occasionally giving Zheng Yubai some advice, asking him to correct some minor problems, and spent most of his time watching the F40 behind him.
"It looks like there will be a good show today." Qiao Weilun smiled.
As the two were talking, Zheng Yubai scratched his head and said, "Sister Bingyang, why is this light flashing?"
Xue Bingyang turned his head and saw: "There's no gas. Let's stop at a gas station and see what the person behind us wants to do."
Soon, a gas station sign appeared in front of them. Zheng Yubai slowed down and turned into the gas station. The three of them got out of the car, stretched their legs and feet, and waited. A moment later, the F40 also turned in, slowly drove in front of them and stopped. The young man driving the car opened the door and got out, and walked straight to Xue Bingyang.
"Do I know you?" Xue Bingyang asked with a smile.
The young man looked at Xue Bingyang and said, "Today I finally saw the legendary male and female thieves. They are just like this."
He had a rebellious look on his face, and he looked down on others. It was obvious that he was a rich kid who had never suffered any setbacks since childhood. However, no one knew whether this spirit was supported by his ability or his family's wealth.
Xue Bingyang smiled and said, "What is this gentleman talking about? Why don't I understand?"
The young man said, "The Lamborghini you drove on the Second Ring Road last time was stolen from me. I would recognize you even if you turned into ashes."
Qiao Weilun laughed: "Bingyang, he is the young man who ran behind us after we got on the car that day."
Xue Bingyang was so happy that he was shaking: "I remember now, you run pretty fast."
The young man's face changed. "You guys are quite evasive. My father offered a reward of one million but still couldn't catch you."
"Do you want to catch us single-handedly?" Qiao Weilun laughed, as if he was sizing up a little braggart.
"I don't want to arrest you. That doesn't mean anything to me. I just want to challenge her." The young man pointed at Xue Bingyang, "People say that the female driver in The Bandits is the fastest driver in Jinghai. Today, I, Yao Feng, will defeat you and let them know who is the best driver in Jinghai."
"Oh, so you are Yao Feng. I know your name." Xue Bingyang looked at him admiringly.
Yao Feng raised his head proudly: "If that's the case, I should be qualified to fight you, right?"
"But why should I compete with you?" Xue Bingyang asked.
"If you beat me, I can ask my father to take back the reward." Yao Feng said, "I don't think you would want to never be able to come to Jinghai again, right?"
"What if I lose?" Xue Bingyang asked again.
Yao Feng smiled coldly: "Then you have to sleep with me."
After hearing Yao Feng's obviously provocative words, Xue Bingyang's face turned cold: "Okay, I'll compete with you!"
"Sister Bingyang!" Zheng Yubai was shocked. This bet was too ridiculous. But seeing Qiao Weilun still looking nonchalant, he felt that he had overreacted.
"Are you going to drive this car?" Yao Feng asked the Maserati president with disdain.
"That's enough." Xue Bingyang smiled.
"Very good, since I have someone in the car, it's fair." Yao Feng said and returned to the Ferrari.
Xue Bingyang filled up the gas tank and said to Qiao Weilun and Zheng Yubai, "Wait for me for an hour."
The president and the Ferrari started up one after another and arrived at the exit of the gas station. The two cars were on the same starting line and soon rushed north amid the roar of the engines. They drove side by side and quickly disappeared from sight.
"Is Sister Bingyang okay?" Zheng Yubai was a little worried.
Qiao Weilun glanced at him and said, "I have a story, do you want to hear it?"
"Listen." Zheng Yubai knew that Qiao Weilun's story at this time must have a deeper meaning.
The two bought two cups of coffee at the convenience store at the gas station and sat on a bench outside. Qiao Weilun said, "Six years ago, Bingyang and I went to Germany. We wanted to visit this country that produces BMW and Audi. That winter, we were driving an Audi TT on the German highway and were overtaken by a red Ferrari."
Zheng Yubai now has a little understanding of the performance of various cars. If we only look at acceleration and top speed, Ferrari is indeed one of the best on the planet. Although the Audi TT is a good car, it has no chance of outperforming the Ferrari, which is completely different in class.
"Bingyang was very excited that day and chased the Ferrari desperately. Although he couldn't outrun it, he didn't fall far behind thanks to his skilled techniques. Later, at a gas station, we met the owner of the Ferrari. He also noticed Bingyang's strength and suggested a race between the two sides." Qiao Weilun continued to tell the story.
"How can we compare if we are not on the same level?" Zheng Yubai was puzzled.
Qiao Weilun smiled and said, "We were in a hurry and didn't want to cause any trouble. But the invitation from this person was really hard to refuse, so we changed our travel plans and stole a Ferrari nearby. Three days later, they had a race."
"Who is this person?" Zheng Yubai asked curiously.
"Michael Schumacher, you should know this name."
Zheng Yubai was stunned: "Are you saying that Sister Bingyang had a competition with the God of Cars?"
Qiao Weilun nodded.
"So who won?" Zheng Yubai asked excitedly. Although he was not a loyal fan of F1, he was very familiar with Schumacher's reputation. This accomplished racing god had won countless honors in his life. He was the best driver on the planet and the undefeated god of war in the hearts of racing fans.
Qiao Weilun chuckled: "On this planet, the person who can defeat Bingyang has not been born yet."
Zheng Yubai's mind was full of excitement, as if he had witnessed a car race with his own eyes. The fastest man on earth and Xue Bingyang were chasing each other, fighting on every bend, their motors roaring with a deafening sound, and every turn was graceful and elegant, experiencing passion in the speed.
Zheng Yubai was just about to ask for more details when, "Woo... Woo..." a police car rushed past on the highway in front of the gas station at lightning speed.
"Nothing will happen to Sister Bingyang, right?" Zheng Yubai was a little uneasy.
"Don't worry." Qiao Weilun said. Just as he finished speaking, a car drove into the gas station and the sound of a radio came from the car. (To be continued)