Chapter 73

"Shit!" A loud curse came from the first car behind.

Yang Luo saw that the car behind had disappeared, so he slowed down to wait for them to reappear. When he saw them chasing him again, he stepped on the gas, quickly disappearing into the heavy traffic. This happened several times, leading them to the ring road overpass.

"Brother Biao! This bastard is playing with us." The driver was a young man in his twenties, with tattoos covering his exposed skin.

Biao, one of Kun Si's top enforcers, was nicknamed Wild Biao. He came from the underground boxing scene and once knocked out the black market boxing champion Silver Leopard in a single punch, becoming the undisputed king of the national black market boxing scene.

This guy was extremely arrogant, looking down on everyone. Later, he accumulated a huge gambling debt and not only refused to pay but also arrogantly declared that anyone who dared to ask for the money would have their entire family wiped out. His words infuriated the boss of the black market casino, the notorious Dong Si Hai.

Dong Si Hai put a $5 million bounty on his head, and even Wild Biao, despite his arrogance, knew he was in deep trouble. Within just two days, over a dozen top international assassins gathered in Shanghai. He wanted to run, but he knew that with a $5 million bounty, there would be no place in the world for him to hide. No one was fearless, and Wild Biao was no exception. With no other choice, he sought refuge with Kun Si.

Although Kun Si was one of the four major leaders of the Green Gang and the most powerful among them, Dong Si Hai was also a formidable figure in the Shanghai underworld. Even though his power wasn't as great as the Green Gang's, it wasn't much less. If they were to clash, the Green Gang would suffer significant losses even if they won.

Kun Si didn't want to give up on Wild Biao's talent. After much consideration, he personally took him to apologize to Dong Si Hai and paid off the gambling debt. From then on, Wild Biao became a favorite of Kun Si, and Kun Si's power grew even more.

Yang Luo parked his car at a crossroads on the ring road overpass, smoking a cigarette and taking deep puffs. He saw a heavily loaded truck slowly approaching from the left intersection and chuckled. He kept pressing the gas pedal, and with each press, the engine roared under the strain.

The two cars chasing him also came into view. Yang Luo watched the slowly moving truck and kept counting, "1, 2, 3, 4, ..."

When he counted to 7, the truck was about five or six meters away, and the two cars behind were about ten meters away, not slowing down but accelerating to ram into his car's rear.

"10" Yang Luo shouted, spat out the cigarette butt, released the clutch, and the engine roared as he narrowly passed the truck's front.

"Hit the brakes!" came terrified shouts from the two Buicks behind. Just as the first car was about to collide, a figure suddenly jumped out of the car door. Two loud crashes followed as the two cars successively crashed under the truck.

Yang Luo laughed loudly, pressed the clutch, sharply turned the steering wheel, released the gas, and hit the brakes. The screeching brakes sounded, the car's rear swung around in a beautiful drift, and the tires left a trail of thick smoke on the ground, filling the air with the smell of burnt rubber.

Yang Luo got out of the car and walked over to see the truck driver, pale-faced, trying to call the police.

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