X-ray Eyes Little Wild Doctor-Chapter 152 - 147 Are You Freaking Able to Drive?

But Aston Martin, after all, is a luxury car with an exceptionally high safety factor. The moment it collided, the airbags inside the car deployed, and Huang Mao Dapeng slammed heavily against them, instantly passing out. Fortunately, he managed to save his life, though he probably would never dare to touch a car again in his next life.

The speed of the mountain bike didn’t decrease in the slightest. As it passed a curve, it easily caught up with the Porsche.

Sitting in the driver’s seat, Ren Jun was immediately shocked, "How is this possible!"

Let alone the fact that he was driving a million-dollar supercar, even if it were an ordinary sedan, the one named Ye Tian shouldn’t have been able to catch up. Even if we concede that he might be a national-level athlete, it still wouldn’t be possible.

Yet, the other party had caught up just like that, and what’s more, his speed was increasing. Especially when taking the curves, he would always close a great distance, and in the blink of an eye, he approached the Porsche.

"Is he even human!" Ren Jun’s face was filled with horror as he looked at Ye Tian’s figure in the rearview mirror. It was as if he was looking at a monster.

This... was simply a freak, a total anomaly!

In fact, Ren Jun wasn’t the only one stunned; the rich second-generation kids watching through telescopes at the bottom of the hill boiled over with excitement the moment they saw Ye Tian catch up with the Aston Martin.

"This guy is definitely not human; he must be a god!" This was the thought in all the rich second generations’ minds.

Having grown up in wealthy families and widely traveled, they had never seen someone as fierce as Ye Tian. It was the first time in their lives.

Up on Longxi Mountain, Ye Tian was pedaling desperately underfoot. Even though it was a high-performance mountain bike, it couldn’t withstand such rough handling. The bike made creaking loud noises. The bearings, under intense wear and tear, at one point turned cherry red, on the verge of falling apart.

Soon, Ye Tian reached the side of the Porsche. He tapped on the Porsche’s window, signaling Ren Jun to get out and talk. Unfortunately, the other party completely ignored him.

Ignoring him was one thing, but this son-of-a-bitch casually turned the steering wheel and used the car to squeeze Ye Tian. The winding mountain road was near the cliff, and Ren Jun nearly crushed Ye Tian to death.

"Refuse the toast only to drink the forfeit! Fuck!" Ye Tian was furious at that moment.

Ye Tian was not someone to mess with; this son-of-a-bitch was clearly harming him. But considering Liu Fei’er was sitting in his car, and he didn’t want to involve the young girl in a deadly car crash, that would be too underhanded.

By this time, most of the race had been completed, and the road back down the mountain to the starting point was relatively easy, with not as many curves. Suddenly the Porsche accelerated, clearly trying to shake off Ye Tian.

"Playing dirty, huh? Heh, just wait and see," Ye Tian muttered under his breath.

Without any due consideration, Ye Tian pushed down hard on the pedals, and the mountain bike shot forward. Because it was downhill, the acceleration was extraordinarily fast, and the bike reached a terrifying speed, almost falling apart.

Seeing the Porsche disappear ahead, Ye Tian bit his lip and went straight off the road, taking a shortcut to catch up.

Witnessing this scene, the rich second generations watching from afar were even more staggeringly shocked.

To know, this winding mountain road was incredibly treacherous; a slight mistake could lead to a fatal accident, and yet, Ye Tian actually took a shortcut. This was definitely the mark of a daredevil!

The rich second generations at the foot of the mountain all let out a series of gasps, looking at Ye Tian with the kind of awe one would have for their idol.

He was simply too fierce!

At that moment, on the steep mountain cliff, the mountain bike burst out of the road, rushing down the rocky slopes. Several times when it encountered big rocks, or even steep inclines, it didn’t even bother to swerve, jumping straight over them with ease.

"This guy is racing with his life!"

"A master, definitely a master. Whether or not you accept it, I’m convinced."

The mountain bike sped along the rugged mountainside, quickly passing the steep mountain path. When it returned to the smooth road at the waist of the mountain, it had already positioned itself on the mountain slope.

With a beautiful drift, Ye Tian corrected the direction of the mountain bike. At that moment, the roar of a motorbike came from behind as the Porsche charged out furiously.

Ye Tian looked ahead while riding; the finish line was within reach. Without giving it much thought, he pushed hard with his feet, and the mountain bike shot forward, racing towards the finish line.

Just then, a farm vehicle suddenly appeared at the crossroad, its four-wheel exhaust pipe puffing black smoke, with a bed full of dirty blue plastic barrels.

The farm vehicle appeared too abruptly, startling Ye Tian as well. Seeing that he was about to collide with the vehicle, he pushed against the ground with his foot, tilting his body slightly, and the mountain bike lay flat on the ground.

Amid the gasps of the crowd, Ye Tian slid under the farm vehicle, his body close to the ground.

The rich second generations let out a sigh of relief when they saw him emerge from under the vehicle, wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads. Only to see Ye Tian leap to his feet, mounting the mountain bike again, and zooming past the finish line with a whoosh.

On the other hand, Ren Jun’s Porsche wasn’t so lucky; he didn’t possess Ye Tian’s skill to get under the farm vehicle.

The Porsche was going too fast, brake application was futile, and it seemed destined to end in a catastrophic crash, with both the car and its occupants destroyed. The driver of the farming vehicle was petrified, certain this was the end for him.

As disaster loomed, Ren Jun was utterly confounded and had even forgotten to hit the brakes. Foolishly, he yanked the steering wheel hard, and under the immense forward momentum, the Porsche spun out, its body performing a wild 180-degree aerial twist.

As the Porsche spun like a top, inertia propelled it forward, its rear end slamming into the farming vehicle. The farming quad flipped over on the spot while the farmer was thrown into the ditch beside the road, sustaining only a scraped arm, which by some miracle, was the extent of his injuries.

Caught in the violent collision, Ren Jun’s head hit the steering wheel hard, triggering the airbag to deploy. His head was snapped back by the force of the inflated bag, leaving him completely dazed.

This transport vehicle belonged to the nearby Dong Feng Town. Normally, leftover food from the town’s small diners was collected by this vehicle, perfect feed for pigs, and today, being Friday, there were especially many leftovers.

The Porsche’s crash was significant, rupturing all the plastic buckets on the transport, sending a splatter of gravy and oily broth nearly burying the Porsche under its mess.

With a gust of wind, a foul sewer-like stench wafted over, sickening the entire area and causing the rich kids to quickly cover their noses, some even retching from the repulsiveness.

Three minutes after the accident, Ren Jun groggily came to, his mind slowly clearing. He rubbed his temples and upon closer inspection, noticed the Porsche smashed against the mountainside, its front hood severely deformed, the coolant tank burst open on the spot, and the engine likely ruined.

"Motherfucker, that’s over three million gone, this hurts like hell!" Ren Jun spat out in agony.

Meanwhile, Liu Fei’er was panicking as she scrambled out of the car. The street race had left her utterly rattled, and thinking about it filled her with dread. Ren Jun was recklessly impulsive, driving with complete disregard for safety. She decided it would be best to keep her distance from him in the future.

Although the Porsche was wrecked, Liu Fei’er had been buckled up the entire time and the airbag had deployed, so she wasn’t injured. She was more concerned about Ye Tian than herself.

She had seen Ye Tian getting thrown under the quad, his bicycle flying out. She was more worried than anyone, fearing that if anything happened to him, she’d never find peace for the rest of her life.

"Fei’er, where are you going!" Ren Jun shouted as he got out of the car and immediately noticed something was amiss. His sleek Porsche was now covered in filth, and the putrid odor of mold made him want to vomit.

Liu Fei’er didn’t want to deal with Ren Jun and immediately spotted Ye Tian at the finish line, safe and unharmed, even though his mountain bike was a total loss.

"That scared me to death; thank goodness he’s okay," Liu Fei’er finally sighed with relief.

Seeing her gaze affectionately at Ye Tian, Ren Jun felt the urge to explode and kicked the Porsche in frustration, accidentally hitting the wheel hub and wincing in pain. fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

Just as he was stewing in irritation, someone patted his shoulder. A rural man with a mouthful of yellow teeth glared at him and cursed, "Motherfucker, you goddamn bastard, can’t you drive?!"

"You’re asking for it! Fuck!" Ren Jun erupted in anger.

Ren Jun, who had been pampered since childhood, was accustomed to bullying others. "You damn country bumpkin, you dare to cuss at me," he thought, convinced the man was courting death.

"Think you’re tough, you little shit? Looking for a beating, huh?"

Unexpectedly, the rural man was not one to be trifled with either. The muscles on his face showed he must be a tough character in his village. He didn’t care about some Porsche; all he saw was a brash pretty boy who was speeding and causing an accident and yet acting like he had the right of way. In his mind, such a person would be beaten up multiple times a day if they lived in his village.

The rural man grabbed Ren Jun by the collar and landed a punch on him with a fist as large as a clay pot, packed with brute strength, causing Ren Jun’s nose to bleed.

"Dammit, it’s completely your fault, and you still think you’re in the right? Don’t think just because we’re from a village, we’re easy to bully. If you don’t compensate me with 500 bucks, this isn’t over!" the farmer said, glaring.

Ren Jun, like a chicken in his grasp, was now frightened. It was unwise to challenge farmers; they truly feared no one and could call upon all the men from miles around in minutes, leaving you with no way out.

"It’s just 500 bucks, can’t I just give it to you? Let me go first," Ren Jun quickly offered the money, choosing to appease the situation.

The farmer was a straightforward man. He wasn’t injured, and his vehicle was durable. Only the 12 plastic buckets were destroyed, but the money was more than enough. Satisfied with the 500 bucks, he didn’t try to extort more and simply started his quad, and with the popping sounds from the exhaust pipe, he drove away.

Ren Jun was badly beaten, with his nose still throbbing painfully; he stuffed tissue paper in his nostrils and stood in front of his wrecked and filthy Porsche, a pathetic sight in the cold wind.

"Damn it, this isn’t over. Ruining my car like this, that Ye Tian bastard is not getting away with it!"

Ren Jun was seething with rage, lamenting his terrible luck with the race. "Liu Fei’er that bitch left me, and now Tian Yi’s been hurt, it’s like losing both the wife and the troops."

"Revenge, I must have my revenge!"

Ren Jun clenched his fists. Tian Yi wasn’t there to back him up, but he still had other friends. He got along well with other young elites, often drinking and singing at KTV. As long as they joined forces, they would surely be able to beat Ye Tian half to death.

Without hesitation, Ren Jun marched over to the others and, pointing at Ye Tian, bellowed to his friends, "Guys, grab whatever you can, and let’s beat this son of a bitch!"

However, nobody paid any attention to him. Everyone was surrounding Ye Tian, bombarding him with questions. Their enthusiasm was akin to fans meeting their idol, their admiration boundless.