He lost control after drinking and ended up marrying a powerful female CEO.

"impossible!"

The blond-haired man roared angrily and slammed his fist on the steering wheel.

He is the uncrowned king of this mountain road.

Unless he makes an occasional mistake, no one can beat him.

That damn country bumpkin, with that entry-level coupe, what gives him the right?

With slightly reddened eyes, the blond-haired man drove the car to the top of the mountain.

Qin Huai walked straight over and held out his hand to him: "Give me the money."

Huang Mao gritted his teeth and remained silent, then took out his phone and transferred three million.

"I'll have another match with you."

"Okay." Qin Huai accepted all offers.

The two cars returned to the starting point and set off again.

This time, Qin Huai was still behind on the straightaway, but drifted past Huang Mao in the bends, falling behind twice and overtaking twice.

This time, Huang Mao didn't make a mistake, but Qin Huai was still half a car length ahead of him.

Huang Mao trembled with hatred.

The first time could be considered a mistake, but what about this time?

There were many people around, but no one said a word.

It was as cold and desolate as a ghost town.

They had realized that Qin Huai was a master, someone who had come specifically to humiliate them.

"Dare you take that thing off your face?" someone asked angrily.

Qin Huai ignored him: "Those who want to gamble with me, come on over; those who don't dare, shut up."

"The one who rides on the horse..."

Everyone was so angry they gritted their teeth, but no one dared to compare with Qin Huai.

Knowing you're no match for them, why would you go up and give them a free kill? That would be incredibly stupid.

Besides, they didn't have that much money to gamble with Qin Huai.

Three million is no small sum. Even if the family is wealthy, the parents would never let them squander it like that.

To Qin Huai's surprise, Huang Mao actually had quite a bit of money. He didn't write an IOU but transferred the money directly.

Having lost six million, the blond-haired man glared fiercely at Qin Huai as if he wanted to devour him: "I'll challenge you one last time! I refuse to believe I can't beat you!"

"Sure, I'm never afraid."

Qin Huai smiled smugly.

Even though he had already earned 27 million, how could he refuse if someone was willing to round it up?

The two cars returned to the starting line for the third time.

Inside the race car, the blond-haired man's face turned fierce, and intense hatred surfaced in his eyes.

He glanced at the cliff shrouded in night, a sinister smile creeping onto his lips.

"It's normal for accidents to happen while speeding... You're just making me angry!" the blond-haired man muttered.

Qin Huai turned his head and, through the window, keenly caught the murderous intent in Huang Mao's eyes, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Young man, impulsiveness is the devil. I hope you can calm down. If you insist on courting death, I'm willing to send you on your way."

"preparation!"

"Five, four, three, two, one, go!"

Boom boom boom...

The flag was waved down, and the engine roared wildly.

The two cars sped off one after the other.

The script had already been written.

On the straight road, Qin Huai was still left far behind by the race cars.

However, the outcome can always be changed on the curves, and this time will be no exception.

But then, Qin Huai's eyes narrowed slightly.

During the series of curves, Qin Huai successfully overtook Huang Mao. On the short straight section, Huang Mao caught up and surprisingly slowed down.

After Qin Huai caught up, he stood firmly in front of Qin Huai and suddenly braked.

Qin Huai remained expressionless and quickly slammed on the brakes, preventing a rear-end collision.

Meanwhile, the blond-haired man stepped on the gas and sped away.

"The modified car is a good car, but the person is no good. Little blondie, if you keep messing around, don't blame me."

Qin Huai's lips curled up, and he stepped on the gas.

The short straightaway ends quickly, followed by a series of curves, including the most complex combination of U-shaped and S-shaped curves.

The continuous drifting, comparable to that of a professional race car driver, was performed once again, leaving onlookers wide-eyed and unwilling to blink.

Qin Huai caught up with Huang Mao at the fifth bend and was now neck and neck with him.

Just as Qin Huai was about to overtake, Huang Mao's eyes hardened, and he swerved the steering wheel, crashing into Qin Huai.

Bang!

The Qin Huai's tail swayed violently upon impact, and just as it managed to stabilize itself, a second impact occurred.

"Stimulate!"

Qin Huai suddenly burst into laughter and slammed on the brakes. The blond-haired man's third attempt to ram into Qin Huai's passenger door instead.

At the same time, Qin Huai released the brake, stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel all the way to the right, and deliberately rammed into Huang Mao.

Bang!

The two cars collided with each other, sparks flying from the friction.

This scene drew gasps of amazement from both the mountaintop and the foot of the mountain.

Everyone turned pale.

They never expected that the blond guy would dare to do this!

"Come again!"

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

After three consecutive impacts, the entry-level coupe was deformed, but fortunately the wheels were undamaged.

Pei Ziyuan and Xiang Dongchen, who were watching through binoculars, both frowned.

"That kid is asking for it!"

"Let's pray that nothing happens to Young Master Qin, otherwise none of us will escape."

Xiang Dongchen's forehead was covered in cold sweat: "Don't you know that old scoundrel from the Qin family went crazy a few days ago?"

Pei Ziyuan's heart skipped a beat, and fear appeared on his face.

If Qin Huai really gets into trouble, the two of them, as people present, will inevitably suffer the Qin family's old scoundrel's vicious revenge.

At that point, the Xiang and Pei families won't be able to protect them at all; they'll hand them over to the old scoundrel to vent his anger.

It's foreseeable that their fate will be worse than death!

"Young Master Xiang..."

Pei Ziyuan's teeth were chattering: "Wh...what should we do?"

"What else can be done?"

Xiang Dongchen shrugged helplessly: "We'll wait and see the results. Whether it's a false alarm or a trial, it's not something we can control."

Pei Ziyuan felt weak all over, filled with regret, and also extremely resentful of Qin Huai for coming to join in the fun.

If something really happens, even if you have a mouth full of grime, you still won't be able to explain yourself and you'll be wronged to death.

Meanwhile, the frantic collisions continued.

This is on a series of curves!

It tests not only the car's performance, but also the driver's skill.

Qin Huai's technical skills are beyond question.

This was the first time Huang Mao had ever pulled something like this.

In other words, he had little experience and wasn't very well prepared psychologically.

He panicked when Qin Huai retaliated.

The more panicked a person is, the more likely something bad is to happen.

When Qin Huai deliberately rammed into it again, the race car couldn't turn in time.

The blond-haired man was terrified and screamed.

But having driven at high speeds for many years, he was quite experienced. He immediately applied the handbrake and turned the steering wheel wildly.

After the hood and bumper rubbed against the railing, the wheel, which was hanging half a tire above the edge, was finally lifted back by him.

Then, with little room for maneuver, the race car crashed headfirst into the mountainside with a loud bang.

The hood was completely damaged, and the A-pillars were deformed.

The airbag deployed, and the force of the impact knocked the blond-haired man unconscious.

The wheels were still scraping against the ground, kicking up a cloud of black smoke, before finally coming to a stop.

After a moment of deathly silence, many people rushed over in their cars to rescue the people.

Qin Huai parked his car not far away, coldly staring at the nearly totaled race car, a fierce glint in his eyes.

Qin Huai never hesitates to kill those who want him dead.

The blond-haired kid has already decided to die.

But he's definitely not dead yet, so we need to finish him off.

We have to make up for it, what if he becomes the next Shu Guangxuan?

Thinking this, Qin Huai got out of the car, lit a cigarette, and then walked towards the race car.

But then, there was a loud bang.

Someone fell from the sky and landed on the roof of the entry-level coupe, quickly rolling over to dissipate the force.

Immediately afterwards, a dagger was pressed against Qin Huai's neck.

A cold, sharp voice rang in my ears: "If you don't want to die, drive me away right now!"