Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

After listening to Lin Shuang'er's explanation, Su Chen finally understood the whole situation.

It turned out that Lin Shuang'er had a very close classmate named Du Fei, who was just disguised as a waiter to help Su Chen park the car. Du Fei was a part-time racer.

Lin Shuang'er once went with him to participate in illegal street races.

Even though he drove a modified Volkswagen CC, his skills were so good that many luxury car owners couldn't necessarily beat him.

Hearing that Lin Shuang'er's sister had a Maserati, he persuaded Lin Shuang'er to lend him the Maserati to race with, which led to what happened today.

The original plan was just to bet a few tens of thousands, but the other party took a liking to the car and requested to raise the stakes, using the Maserati as the bet.

Lin Shuang'er thought, since Du Fei's skills were so good that he could win with a CC, there was no reason the Maserati would lose. Plus, with the continuous provocations in text messages, she agreed impulsively.

She never expected that Du Fei would lose the race.

Understanding the ins and outs of the whole thing, Su Chen's eyes slightly darkened. He felt that the situation wasn't as simple as Lin Shuang'er had described and said immediately, "Shuang'er, take me to the racetrack."

"Brother-in-law, what are you going to do?" Lin Shuang'er looked up, gazing at Su Chen with hopeful eyes.

Although Su Chen had agreed to take the blame for her, she still felt somewhat guilty, given that she was the one who had caused the trouble.

"Of course, to help you win back the car," Su Chen replied with a roll of his eyes.

"Forget it, brother-in-law, although you can drive, racing is not the same as just driving. If you're not careful, it could cost lives." Lin Shuang'er was a bit tempted, but still shook her head.

After all, the danger of racing was extremely high. Lin Shuang'er would just place bets for the thrill of it. Even when Du Fei was racing, she wouldn't sit in the car.

"Don't you have any confidence in your brother-in-law?"

"I do have some..."

"Then it's settled!"

Seeing Su Chen so confident, Lin Shuang'er bit the bullet and said, "Brother-in-law, if you really can win back my sister's car, I will reward you."

"Reward me with what?" Su Chen looked towards Lin Shuang'er.

Lin Shuang'er didn't speak but extended two fingers and rubbed them together in front of Su Chen.

Seeing Lin Shuang'er's gesture, Su Chen immediately remembered the scene where his sister-in-law had threatened him in the car earlier that day by pinching something with two fingers.

Damn it, this reward is just too...

"Cough cough, look, Shuang'er, I'm not that kind of person," Su Chen said with an embarrassed face.

In his mind, he was wondering, whose should he get then?

Lin Shuang'er's? No, Lin Shuang'er was his sister-in-law. Taking his sister-in-law's... seemed a bit sleazy.

How about Lin Shuang'er's roommate's?

What if Lin Shuang'er's roommate was an unattractive girl?

Maybe he should take his CEO wife's then!

After all, she was his wife. Lin Shuang'er wouldn't say anything about it.

Lin Shuang'er looked at Su Chen with some confusion. Wasn't she just talking about rewarding him with money?

Why does this guy look so sleazy?

Suddenly, Lin Shuang'er seemed to realize something and her eyes widened as she said, "Brother-in-law, where did your mind go? I was talking about giving you money as a reward!"

Su Chen stiffened upon hearing this... So it was about money.

He had thought it was...

Thank goodness he hadn't blurted out "I want your sister's."

"I certainly know that you're talking about money!" Su Chen declared sternly.

Led by Lin Shuang'er, the two arrived at a racing spot approximately three kilometers away from the Red Building.

In reality, this place hardly counted as a race track; it was nothing more than a mountain road behind them, winding and twisting. Racing here was extremely dangerous—one slip could mean destruction of the car and loss of life. Yet this only attracted those drivers who loved the thrill and adventure.

From a distance, one could hear the roaring engines and the shrill screams of women.

The mingling of these two sounds really pumped up people's adrenaline.

Especially for men.

Beautiful women and cars were always the most captivating for them.

"Ha ha, Du Fei, you did it well." A very burly man with a bird's nest haircut patted Du Fei's shoulder.

"Brother Hu, my reward?" Du Fei asked ingratiatingly.

"You still have the nerve to ask me for a reward? What do you think that girl would do if I told her? Do you think she would kill you?" Brother Hu suddenly revealed a wicked smile.

"You, you want to go back on your word?" Du Fei's face suddenly turned pale as several thugs quickly surrounded him.

"So what if we go back on our word, you wanna fight about it??"

"Get smart and scram, or we'll dismantle your lousy CC!"

The thugs laughed mockingly, brazen in their taunts.

Enraged yet helpless, Du Fei clenched his teeth. Zhang Hu was a notorious thug who had many drivers under him, who could double as fighters if needed.

Just as Du Fei was about to turn away and leave, a hand rested on his shoulder.

"Bro, don't be in such a rush to take off, the show hasn't even started yet." Su Chen said, affably, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

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He had long known that things couldn't be as simple as Lin Shuang'er described, and it seemed his suspicions were confirmed. Sadly for Du Fei, he had fallen victim to a double-cross.

"Du Fei, you, you were actually in on this with them!" Realising the truth, Lin Shuang'er was so angry she was practically jumping with rage.

Zhang Hu laughed loudly, "That's right, babe. He colluded with us on purpose, losing the race and handing over your car to us. And the million I promised him? He didn't get a single cent from me. No need to thank me, I just love to help out, ha ha ha."

Du Fei's complexion instantly soured.

Slap—Lin Shuang'er furiously struck Du Fei across the face.

Du Fei raised his hand as if to slap Lin Shuang'er back, but Su Chen grasped his hand tightly in his own.

"What now? You do wrong and still want to hit people?" Su Chen said darkly.

As he spoke, the cigarette fell from his mouth, landing right on Du Fei's arm.

Sizzle.

The cigarette burnt Du Fei's arm with a sizzling sound, causing him to scream in pain, trying to break free from Su Chen's grip, only to find it was like an iron vice, inescapable.

Not until the cigarette had burnt out on Du Fei's arm did Su Chen release him, throwing him to the ground like a dead dog.

Su Chen then turned to Zhang Hu and said coolly, "I wonder if you gentlemen might be interested in racing against me?"

Zhang Hu gave Su Chen a look; though Su Chen's display just now was impressive, it only proved he was physically strong. Racing wasn't about brute strength.

"Pal, you got a car?" Zhang Hu took out a cigarette, lit it, and asked with a sneer.

Su Chen pointed to a Volkswagen CC not far away from the crowd and said, "That's my car."

"That's not your car," Zhang Hu shook his head.

"I say it's mine, so it's mine," Su Chen replied serenely, his tone calm but filled with authority.

"Good, you've got character, I like that. How do you want to bet?" Zhang Hu leisurely blew out a smoke ring and asked.