CHAPTER 482: CHAPTER 482: THE FOUL-MOUTHED TOMBOY

Watching the race cars shoot out amidst the roar of engines, the crowd cheered enthusiastically.

"As expected of the racing god, overtaking everyone else right from the start and running ahead," the crowd discussed excitedly.

Compared to the lively atmosphere, Chen Xiangsheng and his friends looked quite gloomy. They didn’t care about winning or losing because they were destined to lose, and understanding that deeply was enough.

"Sorry, guys, it’s my fault for dragging you into this. I can’t believe this betting spree got out of hand because of my itch for excitement," Chen Xiangsheng said apologetically.

"Young Master Chen, don’t say that. Worst case, we tighten our belts a bit and ask our elders for money later. After all, what we lost is just their money, so what’s the big deal?" someone comforted Chen Xiangsheng.

"It’s all because of that scumbag Zheng Junxian, taking advantage of the situation to reap benefits. If it weren’t for him, there wouldn’t be such a big bet." Someone blamed Zheng Junxian, the young man competing against Chen Xiangsheng.

"Can’t blame anyone else; if there’s blame, it’s on me for having a penchant for gambling, giving Zheng Junxian the opportunity." Chen Xiangsheng didn’t blame others, but he harbored more resentment towards Zheng Junxian.

On the track, the cars roared furiously, speeding with an unleashed fury.

In just a minute, Ye Fan maintained his speed, matching Huang Feipeng’s car and leaving others behind.

"Damn, I knew he was skilled, but not this good. My car is modified, so technically he shouldn’t be able to catch up." Huang Feipeng panic-stricken, quickly analyzed, "From acceleration to top speed, he controls it well, neither rushing nor slowing, yet maintains maximum speed. Both technique and mental strength are incredibly formidable."

Looking through the window, Ye Fan sat steadily inside, unnerving Huang Feipeng further. Ye Fan was too calm, with a face revealing no emotion, which made him anxious. How could a racer be so composed during a competition?

"I underestimated him. Now I’ve met my match," Huang Feipeng murmured, but glanced at the rearview mirror, then smiled contentedly, "But fortunately, I had prepared, otherwise the result would be uncertain. But now, I don’t need to worry too much."

"Yeah yeah, faster, faster, faster!" Xu Qianqian couldn’t stay calm in the car. She had forgotten Huang Feipeng mustn’t lose, and shouted loudly due to the adrenaline.

"Quiet down, shut your mouth, or you’ll bite your tongue," Ye Fan said helplessly.

"Brother-in-law, you’re amazing! You’re amazing, do you know that?" Xu Qianqian couldn’t suppress her excitement and passion.

Ye Fan told her off because he saw a car from behind attempting to crash into his.

"Can’t hold back this early? Is that all you’ve got? To me, your so-called racing is child’s play. If not to stop Xu Qianqian from gambling, I wouldn’t bother racing with kids who’ve seen little of the world, truly laughable," Ye Fan thought.

Ma Junqing and others couldn’t sit still. They had to crash Ye Fan’s car; otherwise, it was intolerable. After witnessing Ye Fan’s driving skills, even he treated this matter with utmost seriousness.

"Xiaofei, it’s up to you," Ma Junqing called out a nickname, instructing.

"Boss, watch this, once I crash, that car’s rear will be blown off," Xiaofei said confidently, and opened the booster fuel, accelerating the car swiftly.

"Bang!" With this crash, Xiaofei’s car rapidly slowed down, and smoke began to rise from the hood.

In contrast, Ye Fan’s car remained unaffected, seeming to increase speed even further.

Ye Fan watched the car behind, staying alert, naturally turning the disadvantageous situation around, with the rear bent inward but no machine parts damaged.

"Xiaofei, are you okay?" Ma Junqing asked concerned.

"Boss, don’t worry about me, I’m fine," Xiaofei replied with lingering fear, "Boss, now that I’m lagging behind, catching up to you is harder. Make sure you take them down; otherwise, I’ve no face left."

"Rest assured, leave the rest to us," Ma Junqing responded and instructed his companions to start planning.

"Not even a scratch?" Huang Feipeng’s eyes narrowed, focusing on Ye Fan, seeing only Ye Fan’s calm demeanor and Xu Qianqian’s displeased expression after being startled.

Xu Qianqian almost bit her tongue in the collision, her body flying forward but thankfully pulled back by the seatbelt.

"Damn it, can you drive properly?" Xu Qianqian looked back and cursed immediately, "This is a race, not a bumper car battle, Ma Junqing, tell your guys to watch it. If they mess around again and hurt my back, it won’t end well."

Luckily they had an intercom in the car, or her words wouldn’t reach Ma Junqing and others.

"Act like a lady, will you?" Ye Fan clicked his tongue, couldn’t help but scold, "You’re a girl, full of foul words is one thing, but acting so fierce, like a tigress, that’s just unacceptable."

"Brother-in-law, these bastards are infuriating. They use dirty tricks when short on skill, despicable!" Xu Qianqian fumed and accused, "If we don’t show them, they’d think Xu Big Sister is just a nickname."

"Utter another dirty word, and I’ll kick you out," Ye Fan warned.

"I won’t!" Xu Qianqian quickly covered her mouth, her big dark eyes watching Ye Fan, instantly becoming cooperative.

"Boss, what should we do now?" Xu Qianqian’s scolding had quite an intimidating effect, making several people hesitate.

"Stick to the original plan, switch the communication devices to the agreed channel," Ma Junqing commanded decisively.

"Yes." Voices echoed in agreement.

Ma Junqing planned this to avoid hearing Xu Qianqian’s voice again, worried it might affect morale. He feared her but didn’t fear her enough.