Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 965 - 892: Can You Stay?

"Oh, that’s so cool, that drift deserves a perfect score!"

"Amazing, amazing, too perfect, simply incredible."

A group of wealthy second-generation kids followed behind, cheering wildly in their sports cars, shaken by Wang Jie and Liang Jie’s drifting, their voices coming through Wang Jie’s phone.

Wu Yun, on the other hand, felt relieved. This way, they’d force that guy’s car to stop, and there’d be no need to kill anyone.

Right now, she wasn’t really in the mood to teach Ye Qingfeng a lesson. Perhaps Wang Jie and his crew’s ruthlessness scared her, and she just wanted this matter resolved quickly.

At this moment, Ye Qingfeng’s Porsche suddenly accelerated, like a flash of lightning, performing a perfect drift, smoothly bursting out from Wang Jie and Liang Jie’s encirclement.

"Damn it, he got away!" Wang Jie cursed angrily.

"It’s okay, Young Master Jie, there’s a series of S-curves ahead. He’ll have to slow down, he’s bound to slow down. We’ll catch up!" Liang Jie comforted him.

"This time we absolutely can’t let him get away, best to just push him off the cliff!"

Wu Yun’s heart tightened again, feeling secretly angry. Did he not realize he was courting death, thinking he could escape from Liang Jie and Wang Jie’s pursuit? It would only make things more dangerous for himself.

"No, Young Master Jie, he’s not slowing down, he’s accelerating. No way, it’s a series of curves and downhill, he’ll definitely die at this speed!" Liang Jie’s voice suddenly rang out loudly.

Wang Jie’s pupils contracted as well. It was impossible to make such sharp turns at that speed; he’d definitely go flying out!

"Ah, Ye Qingfeng, slow down, you’ll get us killed!" Inside the Porsche, Su Qiong screamed exaggeratedly.

It was too crazy. Su Qiong regretted urging Ye Qingfeng to drive faster earlier.

She was in the prime of her life and hadn’t even pursued her brother Liu Feng yet. She didn’t want to die here with Ye Qingfeng.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

Two perfect high-speed drifts passed through the continuous curves at the fastest speed without any hesitation.

"Screech"

Wang Jie’s Porsche left a trail on the ground and then came to a stop, with the cars behind also gradually coming to a halt.

"Damn, this guy is something else, these driving skills are godly!"

"To dare to drive like this, I acknowledge him, this guy must be a professional racer!"

The group got out of their cars, standing by the railing, watching the Porsche speed away.

Wang Jie watched the departing Porsche, his eyes flickering. He’d been too impulsive earlier, forgetting that Su Qiong was still in the car.

It was just as well he got away, as long as Su Qiong wasn’t hurt. This guy, he could just ask Su Qiong for his identity, no way he couldn’t figure it out!

"Wow, this guy is so cool, his driving skills are amazing. I find myself kind of liking him. Wang Jie, go find out who he is. I want to meet him!"

Wu Yun’s remark nearly made the previously calm Wang Jie spit blood in anger.

Wu Yun, who had always liked racing, had gotten familiar with Wang Jie and his buddies earlier, but now she found that this guy, even more arrogant and bold than herself, had such remarkable driving skills. She seemed to admire him a bit!

The Porsche continued on, soon approaching the city area.

"Stop for a moment, I can’t take it anymore, oh no," Su Qiong quickly covered her mouth.

Ye Qingfeng braked abruptly, and after drawing a curve, the Porsche came to a steady stop.

Su Qiong hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car, "Wow"

After getting out, Su Qiong couldn’t hold it any longer and bent over to vomit off to the side.

After a while, Su Qiong caught her breath, bending over and holding onto a tree by the roadside, saying:

"Are you crazy, driving so fast? You scared me to death!"

Ye Qingfeng shrugged, saying: "You were the one who told me to drive faster."

Su Qiong was speechless, she wanted him to speed up, but not to risk their lives. At the moment of accelerating into the curve, Su Qiong’s heart almost jumped out.

Su Qiong glanced at Zhong Ming, the guy in the passenger seat looked calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.

As expected from someone trained by that guy, bold beyond measure, with a cold demeanor too.

However, Su Qiong was indeed a bit surprised. Even if Ye Qingfeng was Zhong Ming’s instructor, he didn’t need to be so loyal.

If Ye Qingfeng made a mistake earlier, they’d all fall to their deaths, yet Zhong Ming had no complaints whatsoever. Was it because Ye Qingfeng was his instructor that he was willing to die with him?

Getting back into the car, Su Qiong warned: "Okay, now you can slow down, Wang Jie and the rest haven’t caught up."

Ye Qingfeng nodded and also slowed down. In fact, even at full throttle, this Porsche wasn’t that fast; it was just the sharp turn acceleration that scared Su Qiong.

"Ye Qingfeng, who knew you were such a skilled driver? Let me tell you, that Little Chili Wu Yun came back from abroad and loves racing. If she had seen your driving skills just now, she would have gone crazy for you."

Seeing Ye Qingfeng really slow down, Su Qiong leaned over from behind Ye Qingfeng’s seat, teasing.

She didn’t know that Wu Yun had actually seen Ye Qingfeng race earlier and was not only impressed by his driving skills but also found his boldness quite appealing.

Ye Qingfeng suddenly became interested, flashed a mischievous smile, and said: "What about you?"

"I’m asking if you’ve been conquered by my dashing driving skills, leading to your admiration for me, and subsequently liking me." Ye Qingfeng laughed.

"Go to hell, what are you thinking." Su Qiong blushed, looking quite pretty, "I like Brother Liu Feng. No matter how good your driving is, you can’t compare to Brother Liu Feng. How could you spoiled brats..."

Su Qiong suddenly stopped. She initially wanted to say how these rich brats could compare to Liu Feng, but she suddenly remembered that Ye Qingfeng indeed had some talent, and wasn’t one of those useless wealthy second-generation kids.

She had been used to saying it like this before, but Ye Qingfeng did have some skills, so it wasn’t fair to mock him like that.

"Ye Qingfeng, why don’t you stay over at my place tonight and teach me how to race?" Seeing Ye Qingfeng silent, Su Qiong couldn’t help but ask again.

Although she wasn’t particularly fond of racing, Ye Qingfeng’s impressive driving earlier had attracted Su Qiong, making her want to learn it too.

"No, I have things to do!" Ye Qingfeng answered without thinking, earlier he was just caught in the moment, having no particular interest in Su Qiong.

Even though she was a beauty, Ye Qingfeng didn’t have any romantic interest and declined without hesitation.

Su Qiong felt a sudden wave of irritation. This guy was so uninteresting; she, a stunning beauty, had extended an invitation to him, and he wasn’t even tempted.

She suddenly remembered that he was, to begin with, not very courteous.

"Swoosh!"

The Porsche did a tailspin and steadily came to a stop in front of Su Qiong’s villa.

"Ye Qingfeng, are you really not staying? I really want you to teach me how to race."

Su Qiong’s big eyes blinked with her long eyelashes fluttering, looking quite captivating.