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However, that wasn't the end. Yao spoke again: "It seems like this is his first time racing on Ghost Mountain."

"Wha... what?!"

On the other side, Chen Meng jumped up from the ground upon hearing this. He had thought the previous record was shocking enough, but this statement left him even more stunned.

First time racing, and he managed to clock around 22 minutes?

What the hell, is he even human?

The entire Ghost Mountain road is notoriously difficult, beyond comprehension. Chen Meng had taken numerous runs to become familiar with the road before he managed about 31 minutes, and despite many attempts, he found it hard to break through again. Yet, at this moment, someone had just shattered his record.

If this guy becomes more familiar with the mountain road, could he possibly clock under 20 minutes?

Thinking of this, Chen Meng couldn't help but shudder. Could this man really have blasted through with full power all the way?

This is freaking Ghost Mountain!

Everyone at the starting point was equally stunned, taking ages to recover from the shock?

First place?

23 minutes?

Wow, this really deserves a bow!

At this moment, everyone realized that a new king of racing, no, a racing god had been born. Anyone who could achieve such a time was simply not human, but a deity!

Shortly after, Ren Feng's black Hummer drove down from the mountain; everyone turned their heated gaze towards the black Hummer.

The Hummer stopped, the car door opened, and Ren Feng's calm demeanor appeared.

He glanced around at the faces of the die-hard racing enthusiasts filled with fervent admiration, then walked forward.

Suddenly, the crowd erupted.

"Ah! Racing God, you're so handsome!"

"Racing God, I want to have your children!"

"Racing God! Racing God!"

Throngs of fervent people screamed and shouted, many reaching out, eager to touch Ren Feng.

The whole scene resembled a celebrity concert; regardless of gender, their eyes burned as they stared at Ren Feng. Some girls and beauties were even dying to throw themselves at him.

"Racing God, Racing God, hug me, please."

Countless girls reached out towards Ren Feng beside and behind him, yet Ren Feng ignored them.

But just at that moment, one girl tripped and fell.

Her face showed grievance, then she saw a pair of feet stopping in front of her.

Looking up, she saw Ren Feng extending his hand, smiling at her.

The girl excitedly reached out to take Ren Feng's hand, then stood up.

"Be more careful next time."

The girl stared blankly as Ren Feng left, then burst into tears of joy: "Woo, the racing god touched my hand, I'm not washing this hand all year."

Ren Feng casually approached a man, then said indifferently: "Got a smoke?"

"Oh, yes." The man respectfully handed over his cigarettes and lighter. Ren Feng lit a cigarette, and by that time, Chu Gongyang and others had come down the mountain.

Several sports cars drove down one after another; Chuan Feng and Chu Gongyang were among them.

Ren Feng appeared calm, watching as Hou and others approached him with grim expressions.

"I won," Ren Feng said flatly.

The surrounding crowd kept cheering, while Chu Gongyang's face turned extremely unsightly, almost black with anger.

"So, tell me, what do you want?" Hou gritted his teeth, looking at Ren Feng.

"According to the agreed rules, what do you think I want?" Ren Feng had a hint of mischief at the corner of his mouth.

"Hou, I don't want to." Zhuo Mengxuan showed fear, hiding behind Hou clutching his clothes.

Hou didn't speak, he just coldly watched Ren Feng.

"Don't worry, even if you gift her to me, I don't want her. But you tried to mess with my woman, how should we settle that?"

Ren Feng flicked away his cigarette.

"What do you mean your woman?"

Chu Gongyang couldn't hold back anymore, he stepped forward with a fierce look: "I'm telling you, even if you win, Lu Duo'er is still mine! Houzi, make sure he doesn't leave Ghost Mountain today!"

"Mr. Chu, this..." Hou looked troubled.

"What? You're not listening to me anymore? Do I have to get my father involved?" Chu Gongyang contorted with rage.

As the situation deadlocked, Chuan Feng came over, seriously looking at Ren Feng: "You're incredible. I might not surpass you shortly, but give me time, and I'll try to catch up with you."

After speaking, Chuan Feng headed straight back into his car and drove down the mountain.

Ren Feng looked at Chu Gongyang, speaking lightly: "So, tonight, this was all your setup?"

"What if it was?" Chu Gongyang replied coldly, "You think you can leave Ghost Mountain? Even if you do, as long as you're in Jiangnan City, I can crush you like an ant."

"I really don't know, who gave you the courage." Ren Feng said calmly.

"Have you heard of Sihe Gang?" Chu Gongyang said coldly, "Sihe Gang is my courage."

"Oh." Ren Feng nodded, then took out a phone.

This move puzzled Chu Gongyang and the others. What is he doing? Making a phone call?

"Lone Wolf, how's Sihe Gang's strength? Average? Alright, then make them disappear tonight."

After the call, Ren Feng walked up to Chu Gongyang, offering him a slight smile: "Sorry, starting tonight, your courage is gone."

Chu Gongyang remained cold: "Is that so?"

"Of course."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Feng grabbed Chu Gongyang's arm forcefully. With a snap, a crisp sound of bone breaking echoed.

"Ah!"

Chu Gongyang and the people around were utterly unprepared for Ren Feng's sudden action.

"Stop!"

Hou and the others were shocked. Meanwhile, Ren Feng had already disabled both of Chu Gongyang's arms; even if they were reattached later, there'd still be lingering effects!

"Who dares to approach?"

Ren Feng's cold gaze swept over the crowd, so chilling that those who wanted to rush in felt a shiver.

"This is your lesson. As for sparing your legs, it's so you can see how your so-called courage collapses." Ren Feng had a devilish grin. "Of course, if you have any more bad ideas, you'll disappear from this world before you act on them!"

Ren Feng looked at Chu Gongyang writhing in pain on the ground, his eyes showing no sympathy. Anyone who dared have designs on his woman had to die!

Not to mention, these people weren't any good in the first place. Though Ren Feng didn't consider himself a good guy, he was someone with principles.

Everyone looked at Ren Feng, frozen in fear; his methods were harsher than theirs.

"Any more questions? If not, I'm leaving." Ren Feng said lightly.

Hou and the others hesitated, unsure of themselves. Just then, Yao finally spoke in a calm voice: "According to Ghost Mountain's rules, the person who wins the race naturally has the right to decide. Besides, you all agreed to a set wager. Leaving is, of course, his right, but your grudge with Chu Gongyang has nothing to do with Ghost Mountain."

Yao's words brought everyone back to their senses.

"Yeah, he's the racing god."

"Right, racing god, we support you!"

Once again, they cheered and shouted. Amid the onlookers, Ren Feng swaggered back to his Hummer, then glanced at Hu Ling beside him: "No time left, hop in, I'll give you guys a ride back."