Damn it! For crying out loud! Can you please focus on driving! If you're unhappy with your life, you can talk to me! Let's not be so impulsive! Even if you really want to start your life over, don't you dare drag me down with you! Is it too late to get out of the car now?

Seeing this, the tiny bit of courage Ling Ji had just mustered instantly evaporated. She immediately snapped her eyes shut and shrank back into her seat.

In truth, it wasn't that Xia Liang wasn't being serious. For him, a curve of this difficulty was a breeze to handle with just one hand. In fact, if not for the other person in the car and his concern about setting a bad example, Xia Liang probably would have been driving with his feet by now, freeing up both hands to play a round of Ninja.

Yeah, I heard the third-gen model is back from the factory. It's supposed to be fun to play with. I've been wanting to try it.

Five minutes later, the Hui Teng roared out of the final curve. Xia Liang yanked the steering wheel and pulled the handbrake simultaneously. The entire maneuver was as smooth as flowing water. The black Hui Teng executed a stylish drift on the spot before coming to a halt in an open area, its engine idling down to a quiet hum.

As the roar in her ears faded, Ling Ji slowly opened her eyes. She peered out the window and, after confirming the car had stopped safely, let out a long sigh of relief as her whole body went limp.

"I... I'm still alive?"

Xia Liang nodded. Just as he was about to reply, his phone suddenly vibrated.

[DING. You have received a standard real-time order. Please proceed to...]

Xia Liang's eyebrow shot up. He turned to the still-shaken Ling Ji, gave her a few quick instructions, and exchanged contact information. Then, without a moment's hesitation, he shooed her out of the car, turned around, and sped off, leaving Ling Ji standing there completely baffled.

Three minutes later, a red Ferrari 488 tore through the darkness and stopped in front of Ling Ji. Blondie scrambled out of the car, his face flushed with excitement. During the race, he had come to a profound realization: this man was a true reclusive master! He was probably one of the top racers in the entire country! Losing to him was no disgrace at all.

In fact, spending two million yuan just to race against such an expert was a bargain! If he could learn just a move or two from him, wouldn't he be able to rule the streets of Jiangcheng? The more Blondie thought about it on the way here, the more excited he became. As a rich second-generation heir, he couldn't care less about money. In his heart, street racing was his only religion. Now that he had encountered such a venerable master, how could he possibly pass up the chance to ask for guidance?

After finally completing the course, Blondie parked his car and eagerly got out. He looked around but couldn't spot the silver-grey Hui Teng. Only Ling Ji was standing by the side of the road. Blondie quickly walked over to her.

"Hey, where did the master go?"

Ling Ji pouted. The memory of how Xia Liang had unceremoniously kicked her out of the car made her feel more and more wronged. After taking a deep breath to compose herself, she said with a deadpan expression, "He got a Didi order, so he left to pick up his passenger. He asked me to give you his bank account number and said he hopes you'll honor the bet and pay up soon. Also, as an additional condition for your loss, you have to drive me home."

By the end, Ling Ji was grinding her teeth in frustration.

I'm a beautiful young woman, for goodness' sake! On a scale of one to ten, I'd give myself a nine, and that's not an exaggeration, right? You have no idea how many rich fans in my live stream throw tons of money around every day just hoping to meet me for a meal. And what does Xia Liang do? In the middle of the night, for a single Didi order, he kicks me out of his car without a second thought and has some sketchy-looking blondie drive me home! So, me, a nine-out-of-ten beauty of an Anchor, is less important than a Didi order that's probably worth just a couple of Yuan?

At that moment, Ling Ji suddenly started to believe what Xia Liang had said before.

Maybe he really does consider driving for Didi his profession! But come on, isn't this taking it a bit too far? Is your professional integrity really that strong? Hasn't Didi headquarters awarded you 'Model Driver of the Year' or something?

Hearing this, Blondie was stunned for a moment. Then, as if he'd had an epiphany, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"It's just as the saying goes, 'A minor hermit hides in the woods, but a true master hides in the city.' He truly is a reclusive expert! To possess such demonic driving skills yet be content as a common Didi driver, and one who is so dedicated at that! His calm and composed state of mind is a model for our generation! Master, I must study under you! I'll practice hard and carry on your legacy!"

Meanwhile, Xia Liang followed his GPS to the pickup point, turning onto a rather secluded path surrounded by vegetable fields. Ahead, two young men were sitting on a rock by the side of the road. The road was bumpy and full of potholes, so for safety, Xia Liang decided to slow down.

Just as Xia Liang was getting closer, one of the young men suddenly jumped up and dashed into the middle of the road, blocking his path. He struck a pose, looking fully prepared to launch into a 380-degree mid-air spin before collapsing to the ground!

The young man narrowed his eyes, judging the distance to the car. Right now, the car is only three meters away. It's moving slowly, but based on my experience, even if the driver slams on the brakes, it will only just manage to stop right in front of me. All I need to do is seize the exact moment it stops. I'll push off hard with my legs, use my core to execute a perfect 380-degree mid-air spin, roll on impact to break my fall, and then lie on the ground clutching my legs and wailing in agony. The whole routine will be complete!

He had named this set of moves the "Essential Insurance Scammer's Combo."

The screech of brakes filled the air. I can already see it, the young man thought, a brilliant smile spreading across his face. I'm lying on the ground, the hapless driver has a panicked look on his face, and in the end, he obediently transfers the money and accepts his bad luck!

However, the next moment, with another piercing screech of brakes, the silver-grey Hui Teng came to a dead stop a full meter away from him. In that instant, a smile on the young man's face froze solid.

This isn't how the script is supposed to go!

The young man stood rooted to the spot, his tense muscles suddenly going slack. He looked down at himself, then at the Hui Teng still a meter away, completely at a loss.

So... do I fall down or not? If I fall, the car is still a whole meter away! That would look way too fake. What, does this car know qigong? Did it injure me from a distance? But if I don't fall, wouldn't that be even weirder? Am I supposed to pull off a standing scam?

The young man was utterly dumbfounded.

The car window rolled down. Xia Liang tilted his head, looked at the young man, and cracked a small smile.

"Buddy, you're not very professional."

Those words sent the young man into a rage. "Nonsense!" he roared. "Who are you calling unprofessional? I'll have you know, I've been in this business for ten years! In the underworld, they call me the Air Spinning Little Overlord! No one has ever dared to question my professional abilities!"

"Oh? But you just messed up," Xia Liang pointed out.

"Well, who the hell could've expected your car to have such good brakes!"

As he spoke, the young man felt incredibly wronged.

What, just because you have a good car you think you can do whatever you want? That you can insult me? That you can question my professionalism?

Xia Liang gave a helpless shrug.

"My fault?"

The young man's expression shifted several times before he suddenly charged toward the Hui Teng. A meter was just two steps away!

If you won't hit me, I'll just have to hit you! The end result is the same either way!

He took one step and then launched himself into the air, turning his body sideways and tucking his head into his arms as he aimed for the front windshield. In mid-air, he timed a quick glance and saw Xia Liang, still with both hands on the steering wheel, watching him with an unruffled, wry smile.

What the fuck! Why are you watching me like this is some kind of performance! the young man thought, infuriated. This is humiliating!

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