The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

Bam!

The driver’s head struck the seat.

Pain filled his vision with golden stars, and he lamented, "Damn, this speed is terrifying. It’s the first time Old Huang was hit like this!"

The car continued to accelerate, with Qin Hao at the helm, his expression calm and eyes fixed ahead.

From behind, Ah Mao let out an excited shout, "Oh! This is awesome. Old Huang, you’re scared at just this speed? You’re not that great a driver!"

Tom also laughed heartily, "In the future, take your car out for some racing, don’t waste your car’s potential!"

Driver Old Huang gave an awkward smile.

How could he know that his little broken car would have such power?

The scenery outside the window continued to flash by.

Ah Mao looked out the window, gasping, "Looks like we’re really fast. But at this speed, it’s still not enough to catch up to the car ahead!"

Currently, all thirty-five cars were racing.

Because it’s a straight road, the taxi’s engine disadvantages were glaringly obvious. Not only hadn’t it caught up with the cars ahead, it was gradually falling behind.

As time went on, the gap widened further.

"This is not good!"

From the back, Tom also scratched his head, mumbling, "Hao God, are we pushing too hard!"

Ah Mao clenched his fist with frustration, "If we lose, we might not be able to stay in Huaxia!"

Just thinking of the huge gamble made his mood sink.

In his gloom, he couldn’t help but say, "Boss, can you go faster?"

This was just a subconscious question; he didn’t truly mean to ask this.

But to his surprise, Qin Hao suddenly responded, "Sure."

"What are you saying sure about, Boss?" Ah Mao asked, puzzled.

Tom pointed outside the window, "There’s no straight road anymore; we seem to be approaching a curve!"

Ah Mao instinctively widened his eyes, about to speak, but heard Qin Hao say, "Careful!"

Careful?

Careful about what?

We are clearly in the car, what’s there to be careful about?

The three people in the car were simultaneously puzzled.

At that moment, the car entered the curve, the body turned, carving out a beautiful arc, smoothly sliding through the bend.

If there were professional racers present, they would notice that the angle and speed at which the taxi took the turn were impeccable, textbook-level cornering!

And inside the car, the three were slammed hard against the car door due to the fast cornering speed and the resulting force.

Bam!

"Ouch!"

Driver Old Huang let out a cry of pain, quickly grabbing hold of the seatbelt, "Let me fasten the belt!"

Ah Mao and Tom clung tightly to each other, trembling with fear.

"Boss, slow down!"

"Hao God, we might end up dead like this!"

Screams echoed inside the car, but Qin Hao seemed not to hear, his lips pressed together, eyes locked straight ahead.

There was a curve up ahead. Notably, a blue BMW sports car was preparing to enter the curve.

"Now’s the time!" Qin Hao squinted his eyes, noticing the sports car slowing down for the turn. He did the opposite.

He stomped on the accelerator.

The car didn’t slow down but instead surged forward into the curve.

Whoosh!

The sound of tires scraping the ground was so piercing.

Inside the BMW sports car, the driver, who was initially relaxed, was shocked upon hearing the sound and seeing a car silhouette flashing past the window.

"What’s that?"

"Is that the taxi?"

"How could it be? He’s playing with drifting to turn?"

A myriad of questions flickered in the driver’s mind. Before he could answer them, he saw the taxi already overtaking the BMW by a car length, accelerating away after the turn.

"This..."

The driver was dumbfounded, his mind blank, instinctively stepping on the brake.

Whoosh!

The car skidded to a stop, leaving a trail behind.

Awakening from his stupor, the driver muttered with a shock, "This kind of perfect cornering technique, I’ve only seen from the King of Cars Schumacher. Was it Night Emperor? This... is going to be quite a show!"

...

With so many cars.

The initial stage of the race was a hundred heads competing.

But by the middle stage, it improved significantly.

The technically skilled drivers used various techniques to push their speed to the extreme.

They gradually pulled away from the cars behind.

Among these speeding vehicles was a particularly noticeable black phantom.

Currently, the black phantom was in second place.

At the start, the car was ranked outside the top ten!

In less than ten minutes, it easily overtook to second place.

Such prowess left people speechless!

...

Seeing the black phantom in the rear-view mirror, Xia Youde couldn’t help but show a bitter smile, "Vini is here, faster than expected by two minutes. Is she in good shape today?"

Although currently still in first place.

But Xia Youde understood that if conditions remained normal, after the fifth bend, Vini Jones would surpass him.

It’s not about the car’s performance gap.

Nor about the track familiarity.

The fundamental difference is in the cornering technique.

For top racers, cornering speed means everything.

Because on the straight track, racing has little to do with skill; it’s all about the engine’s acceleration and sprinting ability.

But cornering is different.

It’s a technique that brushes with Death God.

Too fast a speed easily leads to a car crash.

Too slow a speed easily gets you overtaken.

But that’s precisely where the essence of racing lies.

Overtaking and being overtaken, in that instant, both competitors will feel indescribable emotions.

The overtaking driver will be elated, while the overtaken driver will be heavily impacted.