Are You Crazy? You're Telling Me This Is a Fugitive TV Show?-Chapter 251: Life and Death Speed: First-Time Driver VS Professional Racer

Chapter 251: Life and Death Speed: First-Time Driver VS Professional Racer

The person speaking is a geographer from Myanmar. He specializes in geographic analysis, with a precise understanding of various environments and locations.

Wu Yaoming nodded.

“That’s right, Wang Yun’s next target is definitely Yun City. I’ll have checkpoints set up at the highway exits immediately. Also, Captain Joseph, be careful not to let Wang Yun and his team notice you. They are highly vigilant,” Wu Yaoming said to the video.

“Don’t worry, even if they spot us, so what? Don’t forget who I am,” Joseph replied nonchalantly, his voice carrying a lazy tone. As a racing coach, he was confident in his ability to keep up with Wang Yun, especially since it wasn’t Wang Yun driving but just a chauffeur.

“Rest assured, Captain Wu. I admit we might not be as good at solving cases as you are, but when it comes to driving skills, none of you are a match,” Marley said arrogantly, with good reason to be.

The other Captains didn’t comment on his attitude, though Werner’s eyes showed clear disdain.

“Captain Marley, don’t be too confident. As far as I know, Wang Yun’s driving skills are also very strong. He has many superhuman abilities. You’ll find out soon enough,” Werner, who rarely joined these discussions, said.

The last incident, where Wang Yun blew up the headquarters, had changed him internally.

“No doubt about it, don’t get cocky. And don’t act alone, or you’ll only harm everyone,” Wu Mingyu said, his tone carrying a hint of resentment.

The loss of Wang Yue was seen as being closely tied to the actions of the Oil Nation.

Wu Mingyu’s words were pointed, and everyone instinctively looked at the two from the Oil Nation sitting at the back.

The two from the Oil Nation didn’t dare to say a word this time. They didn’t have their previous arrogance either. With heads down, the only reason they were still sitting there was their thick skin. Anyone else would have already left on their own.

“Heh, I won’t say much more. Let’s see the results. You guys are just scared of Wang Yun. No need for that.”

Marley was clearly displeased with Wu Mingyu’s words, stood up, and walked out. The others watched him leave but didn’t say anything. Their attention returned to the video.

***

At the same time, Wang Yun and his crew were feeling a bit tired.

Sitting in the car was getting boring since they couldn’t use their phones. They could only listen to the car’s music system, as the radio wasn’t allowed in case it transmitted any messages.

Just as the car grew silent, the driver asked softly, looking at the rearview mirror, “Mr. Wang, is that your friend following us?”

The car’s speed remained steady at 110 km/h.

“Hmm?”

Wang Yun glanced back. The car windows were one-way mirrors, so he could see outside, but those outside couldn’t see in. Sure enough, a black car was following them. It was clearly modified.

“Heh, interesting. These guys move fast. Looks like the show’s control room has set up somewhere else.”

Wang Yun sneered. He then looked at the driver.

“Pull over at the next service area. I’ll drive,” Wang Yun said.

“Boss, are you planning to take them out?” Brother Hu asked, making a throat-slitting gesture.

Wang Yun shot him a glare and glanced at the driver. The driver didn’t seem too surprised, probably having guessed their identities.

“We never do anything reckless. Besides, this is the highway. It’s too dangerous. At most, we’ll just shake them off,” Wang Yun said.

“Boss, that car behind us looks and sounds like it’s been modified. It seems like a professional driver,” Wang Zi whispered.

“Yeah, you used to be in a car club.”

Little Gang remembered that Wang Zi had been jailed for selling modified car parts.

“Yeah, that car is really well-tuned, Boss. Be careful. Our car isn’t bad either. Many people just see Bentleys as a status symbol. But they don’t know that a Bentley’s performance can match those modified cars. Only true car enthusiasts can bring out its full potential,” Wang Zi said passionately. He was very knowledgeable about his former trade.

“You’re right, but I’m not that skilled. Even though I’ve driven for years, this car isn’t mine, and I never push it,” the driver said ruefully.

He touched the steering wheel with a hint of regret in his voice.

Wang Yun patted the driver’s shoulder from the passenger seat.

“No worries, I’ll let you see how it’s done.”

As they chatted, they soon reached the next service area. Sure enough, the modified car followed them. Wang Yun made a show of having them buy some things in the service area. He stretched lazily in front of the Bentley, then circled it. He looked impressed.

He then turned to the driver and said, “Let me give it a try.”

The driver handed Wang Yun the keys, understanding that Wang Yun was putting on an act, and quietly moved to the back seat.

“Hah, bumpkin trying to drive a Bentley. Bet it’s a rental, he wouldn’t dare push it,”

Joseph muttered from the trailing car as he watched the scene unfold.

In the eyes of the show inspectors, Wang Yun’s car was clearly a rental. How he got it was anyone’s guess, but they believed Wang Yun had his ways. For now, Wang Yun had no official identity, so he couldn’t own vehicles. Renting was his only option. Some shady rental services would rent out cars without caring about the renter’s identity, as long as they got paid.

Vroom! Vroom!

Wang Yun sat in the driver’s seat and stepped on the gas. The engine’s roar drew envious glances from those around. Only someone who owned the car would be so bold as to floor the gas pedal on a Bentley.

“Not bad. The throttle is smooth and responsive. The car looks heavy, but it handles quite lightly.”

Wang Yun praised the car as he got it moving. It had a heads-up display, steering correction, massage seats, and even auto-cruise—everything you’d expect from a luxury vehicle.

“Yes, Mr. Wang, this car is great to drive, but someone of your stature usually has a chauffeur,”

the driver complimented from the back seat.

“Alright then, hold on tight.”

As soon as Wang Yun finished speaking, he stomped on the gas with all his might.

For the first time in his life, he was driving a car.

The sudden acceleration pinned everyone back in their seats, mouths agape. They quickly grabbed the handholds beside them.

“Jeez, Boss, it’s like you’re trying to push your foot through the floor!” Wang Zi exclaimed in shock.

“Ha, this is exhilarating! So this is what driving feels like,” Wang Yun said.

The astonishment on everyone’s faces turned to pure terror. Holy crap, this was the Boss’s first time driving! freeweɓnovēl.coɱ