Chapter 1453: Chapter 834: Third Brother Crashes the Car to Kidnap Someone? Madness in His Bones (Part 2)

"Don’t you fucking play dead on me." Geng Dong had just been fooled by her and thought she was faking it.

But now he was also a bit annoyed. What the hell was wrong with his brain just now, that he actually dragged her into the car!

If she didn’t do this, then who did?

Lin Luyou knew he was the one who put the drug in. If he let her go, she’d immediately tell the cops or the Jiang Family. He’d be done for. On second thought, dragging her into the car was actually the right move.

One hand on the steering wheel, he fished a cigarette out of his pocket, clamped it between his lips, flicked his lighter and lit up, squinting as he took a few drags. The acrid, throat-scorching smoke flooded the whole car in an instant.

The smoke made Lin Luyou feel even more nauseous and sick to her stomach.

Geng Dong hadn’t slept all night. He took a drag of his cigarette and couldn’t help letting out a yawn.

When he refocused on the road ahead, his brain kind of started short-circuiting...

The car in front looked really familiar!

It really proved that saying: the person who knows you best might not be your friend, but your enemy.

Isn’t that fucking...

Jiang Chengsi’s car!

He thought he was seeing things and narrowed his eyes hard, making sure it wasn’t an illusion.

That bastard usually treats his cars like his own life. Those Racing Cars and supercars of his? Don’t say lending them out—if someone else so much as touches them, he blows up and jumps out of his skin. So...

He’s back?

Why would he show up right in front of him, at this exact time.

Out of the corner of his eye, Geng Dong glanced at the person in the back, his heart thudding twice violently, instantly jumping up into his throat.

His fingers trembled, ash fell onto his pants, the burn snapping him back to his senses.

If that guy finds out there’s someone in his car, wouldn’t that mean...

When Jiang Shiyi saw that black-and-yellow Racing Car shooting toward him, his gaze turned razor-sharp in an instant. He drove straight ahead, directly aiming for a head-on confrontation.

Geng Dong was guilty as hell. It was a two-lane road, but that black Racing Car was coming the wrong way, heading straight at him, right in his face.

His breathing sank. Shit—has Jiang Chengsi lost his damn mind?!

Jiang Shiyi knew Lin Luyou was in his car, so there was no way he’d really smash into him head-on. He just wanted to force him to stop.

He didn’t expect that just as the cars were about to collide, the car opposite didn’t slow down at all. Instead it was Jiang Shiyi who did—he was afraid they’d actually crash, that Lin Luyou would get hurt, and on top of that he wasn’t familiar with this Racing Car.

So in those last few seconds...

He didn’t accelerate; instead, he hit the brakes, ready to swing the car sideways to block him.

After all, Geng Dong had once been a professional driver. He never would’ve thought that the always arrogant and wild Jiang Chengsi would suddenly chicken out in the last few seconds.

Seeing through his intent to block him, Geng Dong suddenly slammed the gas. The car shot forward, and in a flash it skimmed past the side of Jiang Shiyi’s car!

Less than a second.

They brushed past each other and he shot off into the distance!

...

Jiang Shiyi’s pupils tightened instantly. The man was right in front of him; there was no way he was letting him get away right before his eyes.

He swung the car around and floored the gas to give chase.

A Racing Car is different from a regular car—just a light tap on the gas and the speed skyrockets, and Jiang Shiyi had stomped it all the way down, the speed shooting up in an instant.

The wind roared past, surging wildly.

In his ears was the engine’s roar, low and hoarse.

The engine of a top-tier Racing Car doesn’t scream in a grating way.

The hoarse screech sounded like some feral beast growling by his ear.

The blood in his whole body surged and howled all at once, like an unquenchable wildfire blazing over his heart.

Just a dozen seconds ago, Geng Dong had still been sneering to himself:

Has Jiang Chengsi’s brain gone stupid from dating or what, actually chickening out like that?

And that braking technique—

Complete trash!

Dating someone and even his limbs have degenerated?

He still wants to block me? A wild street racer like him really is second-rate.

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Right then, he suddenly heard an engine roar from behind. Drivers are very sensitive to these sounds. He glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that he’d caught up.

Judging by eye, the speed was insanely fast—

Shit, on a regular road, he’s pushing his speed this high?

Geng Dong was a pro with cars too. Estimating his speed, his heart suddenly pounded wildly:

What a fucking lunatic.

Geng Dong had lost to him in Racing Car before and had always wanted to get his pride back. Plus, he had someone tied up in the car right now, and after what happened at the Bar, if he got stopped, he was done.

He stomped on the gas; the tires screeched against the asphalt, and the car shot forward like a bullet.

The huge inertia pinned Lin Luyou, who was lying on her side in the back, flat against the seatback, and the discomfort in her stomach only got worse.

Jiang Shiyi’s fingers clenched tightly around the steering wheel as he pressed the gas pedal all the way down.

The distance between the two cars kept shrinking, and Geng Dong’s speed was already pushing its limit.

His scalp tingled, his breathing grew more and more ragged, and his heart was pounding so hard it was going numb.

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