Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert

38: Chapter 38: Racing Turns into a Car Crash 38: Chapter 38: Racing Turns into a Car Crash “Dammit, what does this guy want to do?” Xu Yuan’s face was deathly pale, filled with lingering fears.

He hadn’t expected Xiao Yifeng to be so crazy as to actually ram the car.

The group of people at the foot of the mountain who had just witnessed that scene on the screen were all startled, and they were shocked by Xiao Yifeng’s boldness.

Ramming cars on a race track where one side was a cliff could lead to a car wreck and fatalities in one careless moment.

Their audacity was truly immense, both Long Qianqian and Ye Yashi were taken aback with fear.

“This uncle, he’s insane!” Long Qianqian exclaimed in amazement.

However, what Xiao Yifeng did next was even more shocking to them.

They saw Xiao Yifeng ramming again after the first collision, hitting the car multiple times like playing bumper cars.

In the blink of an eye, both the rear of the Lamborghini and the front of the Ferrari were bashed out of shape.

The crowd was so startled that they were left dumbfounded, some unable to recover from the shock.

“Ah, my Ferrari!” Long Qianqian watched her beloved sports car turn into this mess, her face the picture of furious grief.

“Damn bastard, has this guy gone mad?”

Xu Ming’s face turned extremely unsightly, his fists clenched tightly without him realizing it.

“Send someone over immediately, we must ensure the Second Young Master’s safety,” Xu Ming hurriedly ordered an underling beside him.

Under Xiao Yifeng’s relentless ramming, Xu Yuan was so frightened his face was ashen, his forehead dripping with cold sweat, his whole body limp, while the Lamborghini swayed uncontrollably to the left and right.

Bang!

Another collision, and the Lamborghini charged straight towards the crash barriers by the side of the cliff edge of the race track.

At this sight, the people at the foot of the mountain screamed in terror, many closing their eyes unable to bear watching, while Xu Ming’s face sunk to an all-time low, his body enveloped in an icy evil aura.

Inside the Lamborghini, Xu Yuan saw the car heading towards the guardrails on the side of the track and was so terrified his heart nearly leaped out of his chest.

Beyond those guardrails was an abyss, and if he were to fall, they might not even find his body.

“No!

No!”

Xu Yuan was so scared he kept shouting, continuously stepping on the brakes, the Lamborghini making a hissing friction noise.

Bang—

A loud crash, the Lamborghini collided with the barrier, Xu Yuan’s heart sank, his eyes revealing a hint of despair.

He involuntarily closed his eyes, but a few seconds later, he opened them again and his face lit up with joy.

The Lamborghini had shattered the barrier and finally came to a stop without rushing off the track.

They waited for a long time at the foot of the mountain before opening their eyes.

Seeing the Lamborghini that had stopped, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

That moment had been too perilous, and Xu Ming’s heart, which had been in suspension, finally began to relax slightly.

Long Qianqian and Ye Yashi both exhaled deeply; they too had been badly frightened by the scene just now.

However, at this moment, the Lamborghini was skewed and crashed into the guardrail, blocking a large portion of the track and leaving only a gap of about a meter wide near the mountain wall, which the Ferrari still couldn’t pass.

But for Xiao Yifeng, this wasn’t much of an issue.

A smile crept up on the corner of his mouth, his expression concentrated, and he emitted a special aura.

He suddenly slammed on the brakes while continuously turning the steering wheel, aiming directly for the meter-wide gap and rushed through.

In an instant, the hearts of the spectators watching the race lifted again, wondering what Xiao Yifeng was attempting to do—how could he possibly get through such a small passage?

They soon learned how miracles were born, witnessing the Ferrari, under Xiao Yifeng’s series of phantom-like maneuvers, flying its wheels up against the mountain wall.

The entire car stood on its side and zipped through the narrow space, finally overtaking the Lamborghini.

Witnessing this miraculous scene, the group of drivers, car enthusiasts, and racing fans were flabbergasted—the driving skills were just too awesome!

None of those present could likely perform such a feat.

Previously, they didn’t think much of Xiao Yifeng, but after he displayed such a powerful move, they began to understand why he dared to compete with the Car King, Li Tianzhe—it seemed he did have some real talent.

“Wow, the uncle is so amazing, I didn’t expect the uncle to be not only good at fighting but also awesome at racing.

I think I’m falling in love with him,” Long Qianqian exclaimed with an astonished face, her eyes sparkling as she watched the screen.

“Hey, Long Qianqian, I’m telling you, he’s my sister’s husband-to-be; you have no chance to be a homewrecker,” Ye Yashi said, arms crossed, shooting Long Qianqian a glare and huffing.

“Who said I want to be the other woman?

He’s just your sister’s fiancé, not your brother-in-law.

I will definitely make uncle fall in love with me,” Long Qianqian confidently declared, clenching her little fist.

“Please, you think you can compete with my sister?” Ye Yashi looked at her with a disdainful expression.

Meanwhile, on the race track, as the Ferrari sped past the crashed Lamborghini, the door of the Lamborghini, which was hit against the guardrail, opened, and Xu Yuan, pale with fright, climbed out, his legs trembling as he sat on the ground, gasping for air.

At that very second, he truly felt the presence of the Death God looming over him, as if he were about to step into Hell itself.

This was undoubtedly the most terrifying and shocking moment of his life, and Xu Yuan would likely carry a huge shadow over racing from now on.

At that moment, behind him on the track, a black sports car arrived, and several men got off and quickly walked over to Xu Yuan to help him up.

“Young Master Xu, are you alright?

Do you need to go to the hospital?”

“No need, I want to see with my own eyes how that kid loses,” Xu Yuan replied, recovering, his face twisted with a mix of savageness and coldness.

Under the dark night sky, on the winding race track built around the huge Yufeng Mountain, two sports cars shot through like arrows, and at this moment, the uphill journey was already more than halfway done, with Li Tianzhe in the Aston Martin nearly reaching the summit.

At this time, Xiao Yifeng had also started to push himself, his hands deftly maneuvering the steering wheel, his foot relentlessly stomping on the accelerator, unleashing the Ferrari’s maximum speed as it continued to climb.

“This guy really has a death wish, the speed is increasing so fast, and what’s ahead is the most dangerous section of the Yufeng Mountain Race Track—the 18 consecutive turns.

If this kid doesn’t slow down, he’s probably done for,” the people at the foot of the mountain commented as they watched the screen.

The most thrilling part of the Yufeng Mountain Race Track is the 18 consecutive turns, a stretch of road leading to the mountaintop with a series of eighteen bends, where distances between each bend are not long.

This section is known as the most dangerous and exciting part of the track—if the speed is too high and the turning technique is not up to par, one might shoot off the track and end in fatal destruction.

Many have already died on Yufeng Mountain Race Track like this, but still, many seek the challenge of the 18 consecutive turns.