39: The Race

"I'm sorry... this is all my fault..." Lin Cai'er's eyes welled up with tears.

"No, you didn't do anything wrong. You should blame me. I shouldn't have brought you to a place like this," Shen Yifei said, shaking his head.

"Brother Lang, let's call the police," Lin Cai'er said urgently.

"I'll handle this," Shen Yifei said calmly.

"How?" Lin Cai'er asked, her face filled with worry.

"Just wait and see," Shen Yifei replied.

He checked the rearview mirror. The white Porsche had already caught up.

With Shen Yifei's driving skills, he could easily shake off the Porsche even with the inferior Audi A3. But he wasn't planning on running away. He just wanted to lure them to a more secluded area to deal with the aftermath.

Soon, they reached an empty, quiet stretch of road. The Porsche caught up, and the henchmen's vans followed close behind.

Inside the Porsche, Li Fei smiled smugly. He took out his phone and called one of his subordinates in the car next to him. "Just crash into that kid!"

Upon his command, a subordinate in a Wuling Hongguang van rammed his car directly into Shen Yifei's Audi.

Shen Yifei sneered and said to Lin Cai'er, "Hold on tight!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Shen Yifei yanked the steering wheel to the right and slammed on the brakes. The taxi performed a stunning fishtail, a spectacular drift that spun the car around a full 180 degrees.

Lin Cai'er was startled, and a scream escaped her lips.

The van missed completely, crashing instead into a telephone pole on the side of the road, its windows cracking.

The Audi A3 came to a perfect stop by the roadside. Shen Yifei grabbed Lin Cai'er's hand and got out of the car.

The Porsche and the other cars stopped, and Li Fei and a group of his men surrounded Shen Yifei and Lin Cai'er.

"What... what do you want?" Lin Cai'er asked in a panic.

"Don't worry," Shen Yifei said, tightening his grip on her hand.

"You've got a lot of nerve, kid. Don't you know who I am? Are there still brainless idiots who think they can play the hero?" Li Fei said with a sneer.

"Tsk tsk, I really have no idea what you are," Shen Yifei said with a dry laugh.

"What did you say?" Li Fei's face flushed with anger. In all of Huahai City, besides a few select people, no one had ever dared to speak to him like that.

"Are you fcking tired of living, kid?"

"That's how you talk to our Brother Fei?"

"Believe me, I'll fcking kill you!"

The subordinates yelled furiously.

Lin Cai'er's face paled. She gritted her teeth and said to Li Fei, "I'll go with you. This has nothing to do with him!"

"Hmph! You should have decided that earlier. But now, it's too late. I can't let a cocky kid like this get away with it. I have to teach him a lesson," Li Fei said with a cold laugh.

Seeing the frail girl standing in front of him, Shen Yifei gave a small smile. This girl's kindness was truly adorable. If he didn't have a fiancée, he would have considered making her his own woman.

Shen Yifei pulled Lin Cai'er back to his side and said to Li Fei, his tone flat, "Alright, what do you want?"

Li Fei glanced at the taxi next to Shen Yifei. "I'm not a fan of violence. Kid, I saw you have some decent driving skills. So I'll give you a chance. We'll have a race, from here to Huahai Bridge."

Shen Yifei's skilled driving had annoyed Li Fei. It had been a long time since he had raced. In all of Huahai City, there were few who could beat him. Teasing this kid would be fun.

"Alright," Shen Yifei said, a playful smile on his face.

"Since it's a race, there have to be stakes. If I win, you'll kneel and kowtow three times and apologize. And the woman next to you will be mine from now on!" Li Fei said, a glint of mockery in his eyes.

Shen Yifei's expression turned cold. He glanced at the white Porsche 911 and shrugged. "Fine. If I win, I'll smash your car to pieces. How about that?"

Li Fei was stunned, and so were his subordinates behind him.

Smash his car? What kind of bet was that?

"Is this guy crazy?"

"Who knows? But he's definitely going to be kneeling and kowtowing to Brother Fei later."

"That piece of junk Audi A3? How could it ever catch up to a Porsche?"

Li Fei gave Shen Yifei a contemptuous look, then turned and got into his car.

Lin Cai'er couldn't understand where Shen Yifei's confidence came from. Maybe he just planned to escape with her... Regardless, Lin Cai'er felt she had failed Shen Yifei, and she was constantly causing him trouble.

Li Fei wasn't worried that Shen Yifei would run. Huahai City was filled with members of his gang, the Hualong Gang (a fictional criminal organization), and he could easily have Shen Yifei caught if he tried to escape.

Shen Yifei took Lin Cai'er's hand and got into the old taxi.

"Are you really going to race him?" Lin Cai'er couldn't help but ask.

"Let's see," Shen Yifei said, nodding. He wanted to test how far he could push the old Audi. It would be a bit of fun.

"Shen Yifei, we should just run. There are too many of them. Even if you win, they probably won't let us go," Lin Cai'er said, biting her lip.

"Alright, then I won't race," Shen Yifei said, glancing at Lin Cai'er, the corners of his mouth turning up.

Lin Cai'er was stunned, not quite understanding what he meant.

Before she could think more, the two cars sped off. The Porsche 911's powerful engine roared, and its superior acceleration left the Audi behind in seconds. It was gone in a flash.

The subordinates also got into their cars and raced off, heading straight for Huahai Bridge.

Shen Yifei drove at a leisurely pace behind them. Lin Cai'er had no idea what he was thinking. A race shouldn't be this slow, should it?

"Those idiots. Don't they know there's a shortcut to Huahai Bridge?"

With that, Shen Yifei turned the steering wheel to the right, turning into a small alley.

Lin Cai'er couldn't help but laugh. She had not expected Shen Yifei to have a plan like this.

"I'm listening to you. I won't race tonight. I'm afraid I'll scare you," Shen Yifei said, flashing a bright smile at Lin Cai'er, his teeth gleaming white.

Li Fei was speeding ahead. The taxi had long disappeared from his rearview mirror. Then his subordinate called to say that Shen Yifei had turned into a small alley.

"Fck! He's toying with me!" Li Fei's face was ashen.

A little while later, Shen Yifei drove onto Huahai Bridge from the shortcut.

A few minutes later, Li Fei, with the Porsche and the two vans following behind, arrived at Huahai Bridge as well.

As the third-in-command of the Hualong Gang (a fictional criminal organization), no one had ever dared to make a fool of him. Li Fei was so furious that he had no interest in racing anymore.

Shen Yifei got out of the car, a wide grin on his face. "Looks like I won."

"You fcking cheated! That doesn't count as a win!" Li Fei was enraged, seeing Shen Yifei's mocking expression.

"You only said whoever got there first. You never said which way we had to go. I got here first. That means I won," Shen Yifei said with a cold laugh.