Chapter 87

As the night deepened, the Hong Kong island, with its dimly lit lights, resembled a hazy sleeping beauty, exuding its unique charm.

"Car!"

While screaming, Gu Jingling tilted her helmeted head to avoid the intense headlights of the oncoming car, pressing her back tighter against the seat, almost ready to jump out of the car. In fact, the single-lane mountain road was only a short stretch, but it was precisely this short stretch that was overtaken by the Ferrari.

However, Ferren was not at all concerned, pursing his lips and saying, "I saw it long ago! Hold on." With that, he shifted gears, accelerated, and charged towards the oncoming car.

"Ah ah ah—"

Gu Jingling couldn't help but scream; this was a single-lane road! On both sides of the road were concrete barriers and towering buildings, leaving her with no way to escape.

The oncoming car driver clearly noticed the Ferrari coming in the wrong direction and tried to move as far to the left as possible. Unfortunately, a single-lane road is just that; even with some space left on both sides, it was impossible for a small car and a truck to pass each other.

As the two cars were about to collide, Gu Jingling shouted, "No—" and instinctively closed her eyes. Then, she felt her body tilt, as if she were flying.

Could it be that the car had flipped? Why wasn't she in pain yet?

While pondering, Gu Jingling weakly opened her big eyes and was astonished to find that the Ferrari had actually driven onto the one-meter-high concrete barriers on both sides of the road. Actually, this mountain road was an elevated road, so the Ferrari's tires were pressing on the metal railings on the concrete barriers. If not careful, the car could flip over and fall onto the road below, a drop of ten to twenty meters, enough to cause a fatal accident.

Seeing the towering buildings like Mount Tai pressing down on the side of the road, Gu Jingling felt a chill and closed her eyes again, muttering words that Ferren couldn't understand.

Ferren, however, was not bothered. He steadied the steering wheel and drove the Ferrari past the truck with a roar.

The truck driver was terrified and screeched to a halt, jumping out of the car to curse at the Ferrari's taillights in Cantonese. Unfortunately, Ferren revved the engine and drove away.

After the car turned onto Pok Fu Lam Road, Ferren could already faintly hear the roar of the illegal racing cars ahead and immediately sped towards the Pok Fu Lam Amusement Park.

By the time they reached near Mary Hospital, Ferren and Gu Jingling saw the tail car.

A large group of illegal racing cars was putting on a bumper car show in the middle of the road. They collided when competing for lanes, when overtaking, and even when changing lanes. This wasn't due to poor driving skills but rather the nature of underground racing. If one couldn't handle the bumps and feared accidents, they shouldn't participate in underground races and should go back to cuddling with their women.

However, even Gu Jingling, who often watched illegal races, had never seen such intense and frequent collisions. After watching for a while, she became excited: "Wow, this is really spectacular!"

Ferren smiled slightly and said, "If we can carve out a bloody path through them, it will be even more spectacular!"

"Hey, are you serious?" Gu Jingling's eyes behind the helmet widened, "This is a limited edition Ferrari! What if it's totaled?"

"Then I'll just buy another one!" Ferren grinned, "I'm currently buying shares in FIAT anyway."

"FIAT?"

"It's the Fast Italian Auto Group!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Jingling's eyes nearly popped out.

Ferren smiled indifferently, shifted gears, and stepped on the gas. The Ferrari's engine revved to its limit, roaring as it plunged into the bumper car crowd.

In the extremely narrow driving space, the Ferrari's speed was pushed to its limit, quickly overtaking the illegal racing cars on both sides. The speedometer was already approaching 200!

As Gu Jingling watched one car after another being overtaken, and the cars on both sides colliding slowly, she felt a strange sensation. What amazed her even more was that whenever a car tried to deliberately bump into them, Ferren always seemed to predict it, using subtle lane changes to leave them behind. His control over the car was so precise that she barely felt any violent shaking or swaying!

Gu Jingling, who was a car thief and knew how to drive, though she had never participated in illegal races, understood how incredible Ferren's driving skills were: "Wow, Ferren, are you a professional?"

Ferren glanced at her, saying nothing. Gu Jingling didn't know that Ferren wasn't really focusing on driving. If she weren't in the car, he wouldn't be driving like a good boy; he would have already flipped the other bumper cars off the road.

Note: He would flip them, not just collide with them. At high speeds, cars of similar weight sometimes only need a slight bump at the right time and angle to cause a rollover.

With Ferren's extraordinary driving skills and the Ferrari's superior performance, the illegal racing cars at the back were quickly left behind. Then, the Ferrari, like a sleek cat, sped over a long stretch of empty road, catching up to the first group of five or six illegal racing cars.

These racing cars had clearly been modified with heavier chassis and more powerful engines, so their collisions only left scratches and sparks, but the cars remained stable.

Gu Jingling clearly saw the problem and said, "Ferren, your Ferrari's chassis hasn't been specially modified, right?"

"Of course not!" Ferren sneered, "But it's easy to take out the cars in front!" With that, he stepped on the gas, bringing the Ferrari close to the rear Mazda RX-8 and lightly nudged the right rear of the Mazda.

The rear of the Mazda immediately began to spin clockwise. By the time Ferren drove past, the RX-8 was already sideways on the road, and due to inertia, it began to roll over.

Gu Jingling, looking back at this scene, saw Ferren with a look of fear, thinking how terrifying this man was, silently ending the life of an illegal racing car and its driver.

"Hey, Ferren, aren't you a cop? How can you..."

Ferren sneered, "Because I'm a cop, I won't show mercy to these guys!"

Gu Jingling was taken aback, suddenly realizing that the car that had flipped was an illegal racing car, and Ferren's actions were justified, not noticing his dark thoughts.

After that, Ferren used the same trick to flip two more illegal racing cars and then followed the three leading cars without further action.

By this time, Gu Jingling was completely excited: "Ferren, why don't you get closer and knock them all over? If you win first place, Bamboo and Uncle Seven's faces will be priceless!"

"Idiot!" Ferren scolded, "If I win first place, Uncle Seven won't have to pay a cent on tonight's bets, and his face will be all smiles!"

Gu Jingling thought about it and realized he was right, her face falling: "So we just keep following?"

"Of course, to familiarize ourselves with the track!" Ferren sneered, "But my ten thousand pounds can't be lost."

"What do you mean?"

Ferren changed the subject: "It's not time yet, let's just keep following for now!"

Perhaps the three leading cars had the same idea, maintaining their speed and continuing forward, occasionally colliding but not going all out.

Soon, the four cars almost in a two-by-two formation turned from Pok Fu Lam Road onto Wong Chuk Hang Road, then plunged down through the Aberdeen Tunnel, passed the football stadium, and reached the main road near the Wan Chai Sports Ground, making a large clockwise turn and heading onto Garden Road.

"It looks like we're heading back to the starting point!" Ferren sighed, then began to accelerate the Ferrari, squeezing between the leading GTR and the FC, which was slightly behind.

The GTR was driven by a Japanese man named Ichida, and the FC by a foreigner. Seeing Ferren's car forcefully insert itself, they both cursed: "Baka! F**k!" Then, as if in sync, they both tried to squeeze the Ferrari in the middle.

"Be careful!" Gu Jingling shouted.

Ferren's face showed a strange smile, and he braked suddenly. The GTR and FC, like two opposite magnets, quickly came together. Fortunately, Ichida and the foreigner had good driving skills, and they only lightly collided, sparking a bit, before separating.

Unfortunately, Ferren, with his snake-hearted Buddha face, wasn't about to let them off. He braked again, and the Ferrari accelerated, ramming into the rear of the GTR and FC on both sides.

The two cars immediately lost control. Ichida and the foreigner didn't even have time to scream as they realized their cars' rear ends were spinning. The GTR veered into the opposite lane, and the FC crashed into a roadside utility pole, its engine exploding.

The local driver in the rear illegal racing car witnessed the entire process. The Ferrari was so fierce that he was terrified, muttering, "Thank goodness I didn't have any bad thoughts when I was neck and neck with the 550 earlier, or else..."

At this point, as long as there were no accidents, the local driver Ferren had bet on should be able to take first place. He no longer held back, flooring the gas and driving the Ferrari quickly into a side road, onto Coblin Road, then diagonally into Hennessy Road, heading towards Causeway Bay.

"Black girl, where do you live? I'll take you home!" Ferren was unusually kind.

Gu Jingling pursed her lips and said, "I rent a small house near Chai Wan."

Ferren was surprised, "Chai Wan?! Don't tell me your whole family lives there!"

Mentioning her family, Gu Jingling's face darkened, "Besides my grandmother, I live alone. Unfortunately, she got dementia a few years ago and had to move to a nursing home!"

"Tsk tsk, you really are pitiful!" Ferren said sympathetically, but his face showed no sympathy, "Then I'll take you to a nearby hotel."

"No!" Gu Jingling immediately objected, "I need to save money for my grandmother!"

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