Chapter 45

"Are you Mr. Fei Xue, the captain of the Flying Tiger Team?" Du Qian's eyes lit up as he asked.

"Cut the crap, drive. Do you know the place?" Fei Xue slapped the back of his head, feeling a bit startled. He was very clear about how swollen his head was when he met Du Qian that day.

Indeed, his entire head was swollen, not just his face. The degree of swelling was the most exaggerated Fei Xue had ever seen. People often say that a swollen face makes the eyes look like a line, but at that time, Du Qian's eyes had already disappeared.

If it weren't for the patrol police uniform still in the hands of the Iron Guard, anyone would easily think this was some kind of alien beast that had crawled out from somewhere.

This kid isn't simple. Just by his voice, he could recognize him. Not to mention, his ears and brain were quite sharp.

"Yes, I know." How could he not know? The Flying Tiger Team was famous in Pingchuan City. It would be strange not to know. In fact, in any city, the Flying Tiger Team was extremely prominent. The headquarters of the Flying Tiger Team could be considered a landmark in the city.

With a press of the accelerator, the Roaring Bear roared. Just a light touch, and a strong sense of being pushed back appeared. The massive Roaring Bear, like someone who had drunk too much, rushed out of the police station, scaring the passing police officers who quickly moved out of the way.

"Can you handle it?" Fei Xue and his subordinates were calm, not caring about Du Qian's poor driving skills. After all, the Roaring Bear was sturdy enough. Even if it collided, the unlucky one would be someone else.

As for traffic laws, as the captain of the Flying Tiger Team, he really didn't care.

"Men can't say they can't..." Du Qian muttered softly, slowly adapting to the Roaring Bear's powerful engine, and gradually drove onto the main road.

The car was large, the engine powerful, and Du Qian's skills were really too bad. He didn't dare to increase the power, so the Roaring Bear, like a drunk, swayed and staggered slowly in the traffic, making Fei Xue shake his head.

The foundation of war orphans is thin. Even his most promising Yao Jing had this problem. She had a driver's license, but her skills were too poor and needed intensive training to pass.

The Flying Tiger Team is different from civilians. Driving is a must-pass test, and it's not ordinary driving. It's not just about being able to drive a car. Often, high-speed driving battles are not uncommon, and even low-altitude flying vehicles need to be mastered.

The weakness of war orphans is comprehensive, not just in one area. Du Qian, for example, and those like Yao Jing, after a few days, he found that apart from their strong combat power, they had no other strengths. To truly make a big impact, they needed at least half a year or even a year of training to meet Fei Xue's minimum standards.

Of course, there were exceptions. For example, Yao Jing's combat intuition amazed all the Flying Tiger Team members. Combat power is the foundation of battle. Without sufficient combat power, one wouldn't even dare to say they could fight.

But having combat power alone isn't enough. Combat skills are also needed. Among these skills, spiritual energy combat techniques only account for about half, while the other half is made up of training, experience, psychological素质, etc.

A war orphan, just graduated, without experiencing life-and-death battles, Yao Jing showed how terrifying her talent in combat was. During the test to join the Flying Tiger Team, this girl actually fought to a draw with Zhao Hui, which not only surprised him but also shocked everyone who saw it.

In terms of pure combat power, Zhao Hui was weaker, only just over 180,000, 40,000 less than Yao Jing. In the entire Flying Tiger Team, Zhao Hui's combat power was on the weaker side. However, no one dared to underestimate Zhao Hui. This guy was born for battle and had once killed a criminal with 100,000 more combat power than him.

That wasn't a sparring match; it was a life-and-death battle. Only in real combat can a person's potential and talent truly burst forth.

Yao Jing and Zhao Hui's battle was just a test, far from a life-and-death battle. Even so, the fact that they fought to a draw shocked everyone.

After the test, Zhao Hui didn't give any comments. Fei Xue privately asked him, and Zhao Hui's response shocked Fei Xue even more.

He still remembered how Zhao Hui put it: "If nothing goes wrong, I won't fight her after a year."

It was a rather gentle way of saying it, but the meaning was clear. As long as Yao Jing worked hard, in a year, if they had a life-and-death battle, the one who would die definitely wouldn't be Yao Jing.

This was the most exaggerated comment Fei Xue had ever heard, far beyond his imagination. Zhao Hui, with 180,000 combat power, had firmly established himself in the Flying Tiger Team and was highly regarded by Fei Xue, naturally because of his abilities.

Over the past ten years, Zhao Hui had proven himself through outstanding task completion and eyes more precise than a differential machine. In terms of insight and intellect, Fei Xue admitted he was inferior.

This time, when he came to pick up Du Qian, he also had this in mind, wanting Zhao Hui to help him assess Du Qian's true worth.

In most people's eyes, transferring Du Qian to the Flying Tiger Team was entirely the higher-ups' decision, with the clear purpose of protecting Du Qian's safety, like raising a pig. As long as he was alive, that was enough.

Or they might raise him for life, and one day, Sir Sikong might remember and ask a question, making it easier for the people of Pingchuan City to answer and gain his favor.

For a second-tier city like Pingchuan with over three million people, raising a small pig like Du Qian was no big deal.

Raising a pig was not a problem, but Fei Xue still wanted to see if this small patrol officer, whose name was spreading throughout Pingchuan City, had any unique qualities.

Du Qian's experience was too simple, so simple that anyone who glanced at his resume would only think he was a lucky kid. Was he really just lucky?

'Beep... beep...' A car horn sounded from the left side of the Roaring Bear, and an Over Mountain Tiger sped past.

'Beep... beep...' Another car horn sounded from the left side of the Roaring Bear, and a Spirit Deer sped past.

'Beep... beep...' In the car horn, a Fast Rabbit overtook the Roaring Bear, leaving two bright red taillights behind.

'Ring... ring...' A two-wheeled kinetic vehicle overtook the Roaring Bear from the right.

'Beep... beep... beep...'

"What are you doing? If you want to overtake, just do it. Don't block the road." Du Qian opened the left window and shouted at the red Blood Goose sports car driving alongside the Roaring Bear.

In the empire, vehicles are often named after spirit beasts, and the Zhenhai Alliance prefers spirit birds, so the license plates are mostly birds. The Blood Goose is a high-end sports car produced by the Zhenhai Alliance, and its price is likely even higher than the Roaring Bear.

However, sports cars and the Roaring Bear are two completely different types of vehicles, with significant differences in size, purpose, and performance. The Blood Goose prioritizes speed, a super expensive toy for young masters, capable of reaching up to 480 kilometers per hour on flat roads, which is almost flying too low.

The Roaring Bear has a more powerful engine, but its large size, heavy weight, and large body make it more aerodynamically resistant. Even on the best roads, it can only reach just over 300 kilometers per hour.

"I'll drive." Fei Xue couldn't stand it anymore. To drive the Roaring Bear like this, are you still a man?

He was angry but couldn't express it. After seeing Yao Jing's driving skills, Du Qian's driving, though wobbly at first, had become quite steady, and his improvement was very noticeable.

"Okay." Du Qian knew his driving skills were terrible. He jumped from the driver's seat to the back, opened the left window, and the owner of the Blood Goose was clearly looking for trouble.

Bro, I'm not afraid of trouble, especially when I'm with Fei Xue. The bigger the trouble, the better. Du Qian's heart was on fire, and he wished for a high-speed chase to make it even more exciting.

The Roaring Bear's body was high, and the space inside was large enough. Fei Xue nimbly got into the driver's seat, and the two exchanged positions so quickly that it felt like the car didn't even slow down.

"Idiot, move." Du Qian stuck his head out and shouted at the Blood Goose.

"Moron, do you think driving a Roaring Turtle is something to be proud of?" A pale, scary face appeared from the back window of the Blood Goose, wearing a huge pair of sunglasses that covered half the face, with long, flowing hair, clearly a young woman, but her face was unclear.

"None of your business. I like driving slowly. Safety first, got it?" Insulting people? Who was Du Qian afraid of?

Roaring Turtle? This is a Roaring Bear. I haven't even started trouble, and you come looking for it. I'll curse you to death.

"Xiao Ying, don't cause trouble. Xiao Jing, take a look at whose car it is." A deep male voice came from the Blood Goose.

The driver was also a young girl, with light makeup, a huge pair of sunglasses, and long, flowing hair, making her face unclear, but she gave a much stronger impression than the girl in the back.

The girl called Xiao Jing stuck her head out and quickly pulled it back.

"What's wrong? Did Xiao Ying cause trouble again? Who is the other party?" the man asked.

"I don't know. The driver is the captain of the Flying Tiger Team, Fei Xue, Fei Laoda."

"Damn... We're dead... Don't talk nonsense." The man, who had a very steady voice, suddenly cursed.

"Dad, it's true. If you don't believe me, look yourself. The driver is really Fei Laoda." The girl's voice was very pleasant, a thousand times sweeter than the hoarse voice of the girl in the back.

"Ah... Fei Laoda? It's really you." The man lost his composure, leaning on the girl in the back, sticking his head out, and looking at Fei Xue, who was driving the Roaring Bear like a Roaring Turtle.

At that moment, he really wanted to spit blood. He knew it, he knew it. This damn girl, why did you have to provoke this person? Among those his father couldn't afford to offend, Fei Xue was definitely in the top three.

"Ah... Fei Laoda?" The girl in the back was also stunned. Fei Xue's name was so well-known that she had heard it so many times she was sick of it. This time, they had really hit the wrong person.