I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan

Chapter 265: Catch Shrimp: Throwing Life Away?



He flicked the steering wheel, slipping right past them.

The maneuver stunned the people in the other cars. A girl in one of the passenger seats stared, dumbfounded, at the rear of Xia Liang's car.

"Is that 'Catch Shrimp'?"

「Fifteen minutes earlier.」

A group of wealthy youths from Qingyun City had gathered on a secluded highway in the city's suburbs, with several sports cars parked beside them. A closer look revealed that even the cheapest among them was a million-yuan Porsche 992. But calling it cheap was only in comparison to the other vehicles present. The on-road price for a car like that was at least two million yuan, a price completely beyond the reach of an ordinary family.

When a group of rich second-generation kids showed up in the suburbs with sports cars, you didn't need to think twice about what was about to happen. Without a doubt, they were here to race.

The people were clearly split into two factions. On one side, a young man who looked to be just twenty years old sat in his Ferrari F8. With a mischievous smile, he eyed the girl opposite him. She was his opponent for the day. Parked behind her was a Lamborghini Geraldo, which was arguably the most expensive car there. However, she looked at the boy opposite her with unconcealed disgust.

The two didn't waste time on trash talk and quickly agreed on the day's route. They would drive from their current position straight to the airport service road, where someone was already waiting. The first person to arrive would be the winner. The only difference was that the boy would be driving himself, whereas the girl had hired a driver. But the boy was clearly very confident in his skills, showing no fear even when facing a professional driver. While there was some performance gap between their cars, it wasn't significant.

A young man acting as the starter gave the signal, and the two cars shot off.

It had to be said, the boy's driving skills were quite impressive. The two cars raced neck and neck down the secluded highway. So far, neither had a clear disadvantage.

But this stalemate was quickly broken.

Suddenly, both drivers realized a car was rapidly approaching from behind. And it was clearly a car they didn't recognize. It wasn't some high-end sports car, but a BMW.

A piece of junk in their eyes, but its speed was shocking. This damn thing is way too fast! How does he dare? How can a wreck like that drive at this speed? This defies science!

But the BMW didn't give them any time to react. With a slight twitch of its front end, the car threaded the needle and shot right past them!

The move sent a jolt of fear through both drivers. At their current speed, the slightest slip of the hand would cause all three cars to collide. The result would undoubtedly be a fatal wreck. They had no idea where this BMW driver got such guts, daring to pass directly between their two cars.

The girl in the Geraldo couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment.

"This... this... Is this 'Catch Shrimp'?"

It was no wonder she was so surprised. She didn't know about the others, but she knew the driver she hired very well. He was Ye Mian, last year's third-place winner in the Southeast amateur racing season and a minor celebrity in the racing world. Though it was called an amateur competition, the participants were anything but. The 'amateur' label was just because the sponsors, wanting to cash in, had opened the event to a wide range of contestants.

If she hadn't been worried about the safety hazards of racing on a public road, she believed Ye Mian would have overtaken the Ferrari long ago. In fact, she had just asked him about it with some concern.

He had replied with absolute confidence, "Haven't you noticed? I've been matching the Ferrari's speed all along. Don't worry, we'll definitely win! That kid may have some skill, but he's nothing special!"

But the appearance of the BMW caught everyone completely off guard.

Because of this, however, a spark of excitement ignited in Ye Mian. Racing against the young punk was incredibly boring, but this BMW driver was definitely no simple character.

To push a car like this to such a speed... He doubted even he had the skill to do that!

"Brace yourself! I'm speeding up!"

With that, Ye Mian made his move. Under his control, the Geraldo's speed increased rapidly. It soon overtook the Ferrari next to it and began slowly closing in on the BMW ahead.

This sent the boy in the Ferrari into a panic.

What the hell is going on? Where did that BMW come from? Is that even a speed a human can achieve? A stock BMW is faster than my car? Are you kidding me? Am I dreaming? And this Geraldo, too. Weren't we just racing neck and neck a moment ago? Why did it suddenly get such a burst of energy? Why did it speed up all of a sudden?

Furious, the boy stomped on the gas pedal, trying to catch up to the Geraldo. But because of his poor handling, the engine oil temperature hadn't risen sufficiently.

He floored the accelerator.

BOOM!

A loud explosion echoed in his ears, followed by thick smoke billowing from his car's exhaust pipe.

His Ferrari F8 had successfully blown its engine.

"Damn it!"

The boy pounded the steering wheel in anger, then pulled out his phone and immediately dialed a number.


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