At this moment, the race car’s speed had reached its peak—
380 km/h!
Xiu Yu sat in the driver’s seat, gripping the steering wheel so tight she felt she was about to take flight.
The sound of the wind was loud, pouring into her ears, but Ying Zijin’s calm commands continued to reach her one after another.
Turn left.
Turn right.
Maintain center lane.
Shift to 6th gear for a long left turn, jump.
"Buzz—!"
So, while the other race cars maintained their original speed or slowed down just a bit, everyone watched the blue race car, with the force of obliterating decay, speeding past that deadly curve.
It was this deadly curve that had dramatically closed a two-hundred-meter distance.
[Holy shit, what kind of immortal drifting turn is this, am I blind, how did the car get through?]
[Am I watching a rally race? You dare to drive like this in rally racing???]
[Is this the difference between a pro and a normie like me, trembling fingers.jpg]
"..."
The audience at the venue watching the live broadcast on the big screen were all dumbfounded.
This aggressive driving style is not suitable for rally racing but rather for short distance car racing.
Especially important to note is that the driver of car number eleven is a female race car driver.
Female race car drivers naturally have less physical strength than their male counterparts. Five hours had passed since the start of the race at this point.
Driving continuously for such a long time, not to mention being completely exhausted, would have greatly depleted her energy.
But even under such circumstances, Xiu Yu’s speed did not decrease but increased.
Patriarch Manson also watched with blood pumping, unable to help but let out a cheer.
It took him quite some time to regain his composure before he once again ordered his butler, "Find out who car number eleven’s navigator is."
In rally racing, a race car driver’s strength is essential.
But a strong navigator can make the driver perform beyond their normal capacity, even several times their usual ability.
Patriarch Manson had been watching car racing long enough to recognize this.
The butler nodded, "Yes, Patriarch. Once they’ve arrived at the finish line, we’ll send someone over."
**
The final stretch of the race was the longest, a total of 200 kilometers, and it was the crucial stage where distance and time were decisively pulled apart.
After almost six hours, even Yun Shan was tired from watching.
But his nerves were still tense, quite excited, "Young master, this first place should be without a doubt."
Yun Shan had finally found something that could stimulate Yun Wu.
He immediately took out his phone and sent a message
[Little brother, I get to watch Miss Ying race live while you’re stuck in the hospital, guess you just can’t compare, huh?]
A minute later, Yun Wu responded sluggishly.
[Sister Xie said she’d speak well of me to Miss Ying, I’ll get some good stuff ^_^]
Yun Shan: "..."
Fuck.
He angrily tossed his phone aside.
Fu Yunshen was also looking at the big screen.
The screen was divided into nine sections, each corresponding to the race car drivers ranked in the top nine.
Right now, Xiu Yu and Ying Zijin ranked third, closely chasing the second place.
The big screen could only show the cars, and the people inside were not visible.
But Fu Yunshen’s gaze remained on the side where the co-pilot was, his peach blossom eyes soft and tender, their color affectionate like water.
At this moment, the ringtone of a cellphone rang urgently.
Fu Yunshen’s eyes flickered.
Qin Lingyan was not fond of making phone calls, as he usually hacked directly into the system.
He answered, "Baby Face, what’s up?"
"Old Fu, is my sister with you guys?" Qin Lingyan didn’t fuss over the nickname this time, his voice carrying a hint of urgency, "You’re in the Manson family’s territory right now, aren’t you?"
Fu Yunshen’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, "Mhm."
"I thought so, tell Sister to talk to her, tell her not to be rash." Qin Lingyan took a deep breath, "Don’t let her go to the Manson family alone, her wounds haven’t healed yet, she’s no match for the Manson family’s elders and mercenaries."
Fu Yunshen’s peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, "Your sister, is she Moon?"
The third on the NOK assassin rankings, Moon.
Code name: Moon.
Because she only appeared at night, that’s how she got the name.
"That’s not important." Qin Lingyan was clearly agitated, "I thought she really went into showbiz to become a star, but she was still fixated on this. She lied to me about coming to O continent for a variety show. I bet she is planning to go to the Manson family again."
Initially, he had indeed been unaware of which hunter from the assassin rankings Qin Lingyu was because his NOK account rank wasn’t high enough to access information about those ranked in the top five.
Fu Yunshen tapped his finger on the chair rest, remaining silent.
He knew that the Manson family had been pursuing the assassin ranked third, Moon, but had never been able to find her.
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