Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert

40: Chapter 40: Utterly Crushing the Car King 40: Chapter 40: Utterly Crushing the Car King “This…”

Witnessing this miraculous scene that was nothing short of magic, everyone was stunned, including Li Tianzhe in the Aston Martin, who had a few seconds of dazed and blank expression.

“He…

he actually flew over?”

A racer, murmuring to himself as he watched the Ferrari fly through the night sky on the screen, had a wild look of fervor in his eyes.

“Oh my god, that’s a true racer!

No, he is the Car King, the real Car King!”

Many racers and car enthusiasts at the scene started to go a bit crazy, shouting out loud.

For a moment, the entire Yufeng Mountain was boiling with excitement, as countless people looked at the Ferrari with feverish enthusiasm.

“Oye, the uncle is so freaking cool and awesome!”

Long Qianqian jumped up excitedly, her face full of smiles.

Xu Ming and Yang Hao both wore looks of disbelief.

“How…

how is this possible?” Li Tianzhe in the Aston Martin had an incredulous look on his face, completely dumbfounded.

Whoosh!

As Xiao Yifeng was controlling the Ferrari to leap over a ten-meter distance and land on the racetrack, a sharp whistling sound swept through the dark night.

Xiao Yifeng’s eyes instantly narrowed, flashing with a terrifying cold light as he instinctively tossed his head back.

An arrow, about three centimeters in length, shattered the Ferrari’s window and shot in narrowly missing Xiao Yifeng’s head, which would have been pierced through had he not dodged in time.

In less than 0.01 seconds, another arrow was shot with unimaginable speed.

Xiao Yifeng slammed on the accelerator, and the car dashed forward, evading the arrow.

At the same time, Xiao Yifeng’s eyes shimmered with specks of blue light, as he activated his x-ray vision and scanned in the direction from which the arrow had come, spotting a figure crouched on the opposite mountain peak, holding a modified crossbow.

Xiao Yifeng’s lips curled into a cold smirk as the Ferrari burst forth at its extreme speed, while the crossbow bolts kept shooting over, punching holes into the tough body of the Ferrari.

Whoosh!

Another arrow was launched through the darkness, and this time Xiao Yifeng’s eyes focused sharply, his right hand moved like lightning to grab the shaft of the arrow, and then, not even looking, he threw it back in the direction it came from.

The arrow in Xiao Yifeng’s hand seemed to be filled with power as it cut through the air, aiming straight at the location of the one-eyed man who changed expression drastically, quickly grabbed his crossbow, and dodged; the arrow hit a large tree beside him.

The one-eyed man’s face turned extremely ugly as he saw his arrow shot back such a distance with just a hand, accurately at that.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yifeng had a cold smile on his lips as he drove the car to reach the mountain peak and then returned.

On this return trip, he saw Li Tianzhe inside the Aston Martin and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Li Tianzhe’s face held a bitter smile, his expression suddenly filled with immense dejection.

Twenty minutes later, Xiao Yifeng’s Ferrari finally arrived back at the foot of the mountain.

The car door opened, and Xiao Yifeng walked out, looking dashing and at ease.

Applause erupted!

Intense clapping broke out abruptly, with those present watching Xiao Yifeng and enthusiastically applauding.

Their eyes shone with fervent excitement, admiring him as if he were their idol, their expressions filled with thrill.

At this moment, Xiao Yifeng officially replaced Li Tianzhe as the “Car King,” becoming the new icon of racing for this group of fans.

A bunch of them crowded around him, clamoring for autographs.

Off to the side, Xu Ming and his brother Xu Yuan wore expressions of utter discomfort.

As for Yang Hao, his eyes narrowed slightly, betraying an indiscernible emotion.

Fifteen minutes later, Li Tianzhe returned in his Aston Martin.

When he stepped out and saw that his fans, who once worshipped him, were now clustered around Xiao Yifeng, his heart sank.

His face turned ashen, and his entire demeanor became deflated.

Then Xiao Yifeng parted the crowd and slowly approached Li Tianzhe, speaking indifferently, “So, how did it go?”

“I lost!” Li Tianzhe said, head bowed.

“Then this car now belongs to me,” Xiao Yifeng said with a laugh, patting the Aston Martin.

Li Tianzhe glanced at his beloved sports car with a reluctant gaze, then ultimately tossed the keys to Xiao Yifeng.

“Congratulations, Young Master Xiao!” Mo Shumei approached Xiao Yifeng with a slow gait, her lips curled into an enticing smile.

“Where does Mr.

Xiao plan to dine tonight?” Mo Shumei asked Xiao Yifeng casually.

“Erm?” Xiao Yifeng hesitated a bit.

“You can’t go anywhere, uncle (brother-in-law) won’t have dinner with you.”

Long Qianqian and Ye Yashi suddenly appeared, each grabbing one of Xiao Yifeng’s arms, their faces wary as they addressed Mo Shumei.

“Um, sorry about that,” Xiao Yifeng couldn’t help but say.

“It’s fine, we can go for a meal some other time when we’re free,” Mo Shumei said with a charming smile, exuding allure as she turned to leave in her Maserati.

“Alright, now that she’s gone, can you let go of me?” Xiao Yifeng said to the two women.

“Uncle, we’re just looking out for you.

That Mo Shumei is no good woman; don’t get too close to her.

Otherwise, you’ll end up like Tang Seng, devoured by the White Bone Spirit without a trace left,” said Long Qianqian, pursing her lips.

“Exactly.

Mo Shumei is known as the ‘beauty snake’; any man who gets too close to her doesn’t end up well.

And don’t be fooled by her looks; her heart is as vicious as that of a serpent,” Ye Yashi nodded in agreement.

“Is she really that dreadful?” Xiao Yifeng asked, not quite convinced, though a trace of curiosity toward her arose in his heart.

At that moment, Long Qianqian noticed Xu Yuan and said directly, “Xu Yuan, you’ve lost.

Don’t show your face to me anymore.

Just seeing you annoys me.”

Hearing Long Qianqian’s words, Xu Yuan’s face turned incredibly sullen.

His eyes darkened with a brooding look as he cast a cold glance at Xiao Yifeng before clenching his fists tightly.

“Young Master Yang, this Ye Yaxin’s fiancée doesn’t seem easy to deal with.

You’ve got to work hard,” Xu Ming said, his eyes shifting toward Yang Hao.