Traffic police quickly arrived at the scene to handle the situation, but seeing a bunch of sports cars, they were immediately overwhelmed and simply let it go. As for the two large bulldozers, tracing them proved even more difficult.
Currently, the whole country is in a frenzy of demolition and construction to increase GDP. Officials are like pigs with their heads stuffed in their mouths, only caring about political achievements and GDP. They are frantically demolishing and expanding to create image projects, and construction sites are everywhere.
They didn't remember the license plate number, the company name, or the construction site when these bulldozers came out. Even if they did, would the company acknowledge it?
Besides, anyone who dares to lay a hand on these rich kids must have an impressive background. Whoever is stupid enough to be kicked in the head by a donkey should be held accountable.
Especially since these wealthy young men whose cars were damaged are neither pursuing the matter nor reporting it to the police, it would be incredibly stupid for them to do so.
So, the matter was dropped.
Shui Jun, who was driving with his engine roaring towards the western suburbs, seemed to be burning with anger, especially after entering the western suburbs outer ring road when a very arrogant sports car suddenly sped out from the side.
What enraged him even more was that the sports car, after walking up to the Porsche, deliberately honked its horn and revved its engine, as if inviting him to race, and its provocative manner was palpable.
Suicune's anger was completely ignited.
Damn it, I can't handle bulldozers, but traffic jams are my specialty. Do you think I'm afraid of you?
With a series of skillful and professional maneuvers, the Porsche increased its speed to an even higher level and suddenly caught up.
But what infuriated him was that he couldn't catch up with the sports car and had to maintain a certain distance from it.
The driver seemed to be a superb driver, with top-notch driving skills, and the car moved at an astonishing speed under his control.
Shui Jun was furious. He frantically maneuvered, shifting into higher gears and revving the engine, speeding down the road in the suburbs towards Xishan.
But it was all in vain; he was still unable to catch up.
Fortunately, there were no cameras or anything like that here, otherwise the traffic police would have been dispatched to intercept them long ago.
As they sped along, the mysterious sports car seemed to be deliberately maintaining a certain distance from the Porsche, preventing him from overtaking it.
In the blink of an eye, the two cars were on the Xishan mountain road, winding their way up the mountain in circles.
Both of them slowed down, after all, the mountain road had many bends, and if they were not careful, they would fly off and fall into a bottomless abyss, which would be certain death.
The mysterious vehicle gradually slowed down, keeping parallel to the Porsche. The window rolled down, and its face was indistinct against the gray night sky.
"You should go down, you can't do it! It's a mountain road, you still can't handle it if you keep going, be careful you don't lose your life!"
The driver's voice sounded young, but his tone was extremely cold and contemptuous.
"Damn it! Don't think I'm afraid of you! Are you scared? If you are, call me grandpa and I'll let you go!" Shui Jundan was furious and roared at the mysterious driver.
"Fear? That word doesn't exist in my dictionary! Come on, if you dare!" The mysterious driver sneered, rolled up the window, and the mysterious sports car sped away.
Suijun's face contorted with rage as he followed closely behind.
The two sports cars sped along the winding mountain road. Unfortunately, no matter how hard Shui Jun tried, the other sports car could always keep up with him, forcing him to maintain high speed when turning in order to keep up with the rear of his car.
Several times at high speed, the Porsche screeched as it sped past the edge of the cliff, leaving shredded remains, but all was well and no one was seriously injured. Suicune's courage gradually grew.
The thrill and excitement of racing are what matter, what's a little thrill? Especially since he discovered that as long as he maintained high speed when turning, the distance between him and that mysterious sports car would keep getting shorter and shorter!
"You bastard! I'll surpass you soon. Once I beat you, let's see if you still dare to swagger with me!" Shui Jun's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the mysterious vehicle, gritting his teeth as he operated it.
Another sharp bend appeared, and Suijun's eyes widened instantly. He almost ground his teeth to powder, but he didn't let go of the accelerator and continued to sprint.
He was about to overtake the mysterious sports car in front of him, and he didn't want to give up at the last minute.
Sudden.
The black sports car in front swayed and suddenly veered out of the inner lane, heading straight for the outer lane.
Shui Jun was shocked and jerked the steering wheel, causing the car to lurch violently. However, the speed was too high, and the car continued heading towards the cliff.
squelch...
The brakes were slammed on. The Porsche tires screeched violently against the pavement, and a burning smell filled the air.
Suddenly, a puddle of oil appeared on the edge of the cliff. I wonder which heartless idiot left the oil there.
With the Porsche's immense momentum, the wheels slid across the oil slick, slowing slightly but drawing a graceful parabola as it hurtled down the mountain.
"Oh my god—help me—"
Rumble...
The Porsche crashed violently into the mountainside, causing the vehicle to deform and leak fuel.
"boom--"
The Porsche exploded massively, billowing black smoke and sending flames soaring into the sky. The Porsche became a giant ball of fire, tumbling down the mountain.
Chapter 250: Rescue
The mysterious black sports car turned around and arrived at the scene of the accident. Li Yang glanced at the oil stains on the ground and smiled coldly.
"Heaven's sins may be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable!"
With a roar, the black sports car shot off and sped down the mountain, disappearing without a trace.
The mysterious black sports car sped along the mountain road, moving away from the western mountains and into the western suburbs of the city. However, it had just entered the vicinity of the city's third ring road, and it was already past midnight. The once bustling streets were unusually quiet and deserted, with only a few scattered withered leaves trembling in the cold wind.
Just then, a mysterious black sports car sped up, and in the dim light of a streetlamp not far ahead, amidst the chilly wind, a sleek woman in a beige trench coat reached out to hail a taxi. Her tall boots accentuated her exquisite figure.
She wasn't very tall, but she had a curvaceous figure and perfect proportions. Shivering in the cold wind, she looked pitiful.