Chapter 110: There's a Ghost!

The meeting of their gazes was only for a moment.

Next, Ji Jue withdrew his gaze and never looked again, and the smile on his face didn't change at all. He just quietly watched the scene of debauchery from the sidelines, like a bystander, never participating.

Now he was basically ten thousand percent sure:

The visitor is not kind.

Just don't know how much money the person on the other side spent to make this woman bare her fangs like this, turning into a crazy dog protecting food.

Everyone is outsourced, why make things difficult for each other?

Discussing it privately, racing with style and excitement, and finally splitting the money isn't impossible. Anyway, money can't be earned forever, friendship first, competition second.

Of course, the premise is that the second one can't be himself.

However, seeing her look so intimate with Mu Jiang, she didn't look like a miserable wage earner like himself. She might even be a deep partner.

But since you don't want friendship...

Then only the big stick remains.

It's just that he only has a nine-millimeter deer hunter on him, and he doesn't know what caliber she likes. Should he change to a bigger one?

Outside the venue, an inconspicuous little tricycle had already quietly parked next to a pile of trucks, waiting for orders at any time.

Just like that, after the process of mutual trash-talking, mocking, and pre-race incitement, the young masters and princesses who had drunk enough champagne finally started the race.

This time, in addition to the fire-and-water Chen Yubo and Mu Jiang, there were five or six other contestants, all driving luxury cars that were the center of attention at auto shows or modified to the point where their mothers wouldn't recognize them.

Eight or nine sports cars lined up on the road, revving their engines constantly, deafening.

"Hmm?"

When getting into the car, Mu Jiang, who brought his female companion, looked at the Kunpeng next to him, his eyebrows slowly raising: "Why did you bring another one? And it's a man?!"

As he spoke, the mockery became more apparent, and he raised his voice: "Could it be that you spent money to find support?"

"Hello, yes."

Before Chen Yubo could react, Ji Jue spoke first, nodding in admission. Such frankness actually made Mu Jiang, who was full of strange words, stunned for a moment.

"Hmm?"

"Considering the danger of mountain road racing, to avoid accidents between the two sides, Mr. Chen specifically hired me to provide safety guarantees for the race."

Ji Jue smiled and took out a thick stack of certificates from his pocket: Emergency Lifeguard Certificate, First Aid Certificate, Level 3 Mechanical Engineer, Level 2 Auto Repair Technician...

A large row of red and green books was placed in front of Mu Jiang, making his face change, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"Safety first, safety first."

Chen Yubo touched his stomach, laughed, and patted Ji Jue on the shoulder: "This brother of mine is a miracle worker. I spent a lot of money to invite him here. If you get high blood pressure from losing later, Little Mu, he can still help you with emergency treatment. It's better than the one you brought who only knows how to wipe tears on the side, don't you think?"

"Keep it for yourself!"

Mu Jiang glanced at them coldly and slammed the car door: "When I blow you away later, if you're crying so hard you can't see the road, he can still crawl out and add some windshield washer fluid for you!"

Beep—

A sharp, high-pitched horn sounded from the front of the track. For a moment, all the racing vehicles erupted with high-pitched engine sounds, like the roars and shouts of iron beasts.

Just the sound of the continuous engine roar was enough to make people's hearts race and their blood boil.

What rushed towards them was the sultry wind in the long night.

"This time it depends on you, Brother Ji. If I lose this time, I won't have the face to see anyone for half a year."

Chen Yubo, who had just gotten into the car, was no longer arrogant, as if he had been beaten back to his original form, grabbing Ji Jue's hand and refusing to let go. Ji Jue could only comfort him for the umpteenth time: "Don't worry, don't worry, it's a guaranteed win."

Beep—

The second horn sounded in front, and the temporary streetlight pushed over turned yellow. For a moment, in the dead silence, no one spoke. Everyone stared wide-eyed at the front, at the line of green light that was about to light up.

Holding their breath.

Under the catalysis of alcohol and bets, everyone could no longer restrain their excitement, and even their fanaticism for speed.

"It's coming."

Ji Jue reached out, pressed on the car door, and said softly: "Get ready."

"Ah?" Chen Yubo looked back blankly, "Get ready wh—"

In that instant, the final high-pitched reminder erupted.

The green light flashed and lit up.

Then, the violent wind rushed towards them from outside the window.

The race begins!

【Run, run as you desire!】

Ji Jue smiled, stroking the dashboard: 【Tonight, no one can stop you, I guarantee it.】

【At your command!】

In the engine's roar, Kunpeng seemed to have already been weeping!

Just like a mad dog that had finally broken its chains, the iron roar roared. As a prisoner who had never felt the slightest freedom since leaving the factory, from this moment on, it sped out.

Spark plugs fired sparks, fuel was delivered, the engine spun wildly.

Zero-second start, speed maxed out in an instant!

In the surprised eyes of all the onlookers, Chen Yubo, who usually had the slowest reaction, had already taken the lead and rushed to the front, speeding and racing at an unimaginable speed!

Deus ex machina!

Under the blessing of ability and fluid alchemy, Kunpeng's acceleration jumped even further, even more exaggerated than the data measured officially.

0-100 acceleration time 1.7 seconds!

And, it was still accelerating, still going further. In this short distance of only a few hundred meters, the number on the dashboard had already jumped to two hundred and sixty!

Simply like a rocket.

Even the streetlights outside the window became blurred, pulled into fleeting straight lines. The scenery was blurred, and when Chen Yubo finally woke up from the sudden acceleration, he couldn't help but scream.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Help me!!!!!"

He subconsciously wanted to struggle, but found that he had already been tightly bound by the four or five seat belts, and in the driver's seat, he was almost unable to move.

"If you want to win, weld that foot of yours to the gas pedal, and don't let go even if the sky falls!" Ji Jue pinched his arm, not allowing him to shift gears: "With me here, I guarantee you won't die. As long as you don't drive to your death, just drive it to death for me."

"Fast, too fast!"

Chen Yubo screamed in terror, looking at the scenery flashing past outside the window, already dizzy: "I've never driven this fast!"

"Then you will from now on!"

Ji Jue raised his voice: "Do you remember what you asked it to help you with? It responded to you!"

At this moment, he looked at Chen Yubo in front of him, together with Kunpeng, and questioned:

"Do you want to run away?"

Chen Yubo was stunned, unable to make a sound.

Gritting his teeth, he forcibly squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

But the foot stepping on the gas pedal never let go from beginning to end!

"Very good, very good." Ji Jue nodded.

The engine shook violently, and amidst the roar, Kunpeng roared with joy.

The speed increased again, taking the lead and rushing towards the first curve.

But behind them were two points of light biting tightly.

The Mustang galloped, biting tightly without letting go.

In the first gentle curve, there was no deceleration at all. The arc of entering and exiting the curve was perfect, the timing was simply peak, not only was the modified power terrifying, but the operation was so good that Ji Jue even thought that the person sitting inside was a champion driver who was out for fun!

So awesome and still got kicked back by F2?!

Ji Jue stared, unable to believe it.

But relying on the advantage of the curve and the terrifying power of the Mustang that had been modified to the point where even its mother wouldn't recognize it, Mu Jiang had actually caught up, side by side. The two cars accelerated again on the narrow mountain road, and neither was willing to slow down at all.

"Damn, what's the use of a good car, the key is still the person driving!"

Mu Jiang looked back, grinned at Kunpeng's direction, and was about to mock and make a gesture, but he was stunned before he could even raise his hand.

Grass, what kind of expression is that?

Chen Yubo in the driver's seat slowly turned his head back.

The expression still streaming with tears and snot was clearly screaming and crying, but at this moment, the corners of his mouth hooked into an exaggerated smile, grinning.

Like crying and laughing, flickering in the flashing of the streetlights.

Reflecting the miserable green color on the dashboard.

So weird.

In an instant, Mu Jiang only felt a chill from his heels to the back of his head.

Grass, there's a ghost!!!

This bastard Chen Yubo, could he have invited someone to possess him, some racing god who died years ago?!

In a moment of distraction, he had already been pulled away by Kunpeng. The other side had slowed down, ready to enter the curve again... No matter how Mu Jiang changed direction, he skillfully blocked the overtaking trajectory of the rear car.

That swaying skill, that precision of cornering, was exactly like the nightmare he had seen on the track.

Simply couldn't catch up!

Mu Jiang's heart suddenly turned cold. This time, was he going to be blown away by the 'slow-motion racing god' in that club?

"What are you still standing there for?"

In his haste, he glared at Cheng Shuang in the passenger seat: "Do something!"

The woman who had been concentrating on maintaining her ability changed her face slightly, but in the end, she didn't say anything, just increased the spiritual quality input, controlling this power monster pieced together from various super-spec accessories to accelerate again.

At the same time, her other palm lifted, reaching out towards the Kunpeng speeding ahead.

But immediately after, her face couldn't help but change again.

Her control and regulation were actually squeezed out?!

Before her ability could take effect, that car had already been covered by another ability, and even, without leaving any dead ends, enveloped everything from the inside out.

From the wheel hub to the car frame to the engine, the entire vehicle was integrated, reinforced as a whole by the physical property interference of the Ember lineage, and it was as if it were natural, without any flaws... The whole car had become an alchemical item!

Cheng Shuang's eyes turned green.

Unbelievable.

Either the person sitting in the opposite car was a master artisan she had never heard of, or the terrifying power of the other side's ability far exceeded her imagination!

In the use of external objects, no follower of the Supreme Good could compare to the Ember.

What's more, the type of the other side's ability seemed to be the same as her own.

Cheng Shuang didn't have Ji Jue's good luck to be able to worship under a master, didn't spend a penny of tuition, and wasn't a chosen one of the Ember.

She was of the Tian Tian Yuan lineage.

After experiencing the upper-level invocation by chance, she discovered that she could use her own spiritual quality to interfere with and influence complex machinery.

Unfortunately, its strength, efficiency, and scope could not be compared with the chosen invocation at all. What's more, the high-end matrix of the Tian Tian Yuan lineage was tightly held by the Empire and the Federation, and what she could buy in the wasteland market were only incomplete or ordinary goods.

For ability types of control, the advantage of the first move is infinitely important.

If the other side takes the lead, then to seize control, one has to play tug-of-war with the other side under extreme disadvantage.

What's more, Ji Jue had already transformed the entire Kunpeng with fluid alchemy, completely turning it into an alchemical item, like a fortress, tightly shutting her out.

It might be bad this time.

The moment the same thought appeared in her heart, she couldn't help but shiver, and didn't dare to hesitate anymore. She gritted her teeth and took out an ancient-looking square iron box from her bag.

The iron box, the size of a palm, revealed intricate mirrors and structures inside after being unfolded. After being buckled, it became a small creation like a telescope.

Looking inside through the hollow, one could see various lights refracting between the lenses, turning into colorful and gorgeous scenery. That was a kaleidoscope.

But in front of the kaleidoscope, there was a strange opening.

It was aimed at the Kunpeng speeding ahead from afar.

But in the intense driving, it always lost its lock.

After several consecutive mistakes, she finally couldn't help but get angry: "Trash, drive steadily!"

"You motherf... come and drive, do you think this is a special car you called?!" Mu Jiang roared: "If you can do it, do it. If you can't, get lost. If I lose miserably this time, you won't have a good time either!"

A chill appeared in Cheng Shuang's pupils for a moment, but she still didn't refute.

And at that moment, with Mu Jiang's hard cooperation, the opening of the kaleidoscope finally covered the speeding Kunpeng, locking it.

Then, Cheng Shuang's face turned pale instantly, only feeling her spiritual quality being swallowed endlessly by this creation, and she was almost drained in an instant.

A faint gorgeous light appeared from the kaleidoscope for a moment.

It went away silently. ===== CHAPTER 111 =====