Since there was nothing urgent, Ye Chen didn't drive very fast, even though he was driving a supercar.

As Ye Chen was driving normally on the road, a supercar suddenly sped past him, clearly having floored the accelerator and speeding.

Seemingly in a provocation of Ye Chen, the car even accelerated as it passed by him, producing the roar of a supercar.

This is a McLaren P1 worth over ten million yuan.

Next up was the second car; this was a convoy of supercars.

Judging from the license plate, it seems to be from Hangzhou.

Because it was on a relatively remote highway, there were very few cars around.

Ye Chen naturally couldn't indulge them, and the next second, Ye Chen also accelerated.

Leaving aside Ye Chen's top-notch driving skills, just considering Ye Chen's Lykan Son of Wolf, as a top-tier supercar with only seven units produced worldwide, its speed is beyond question.

"Driving a supercar, yet so slow, pshaw."

After passing Ye Chen, in the first McLaren P1, the slender young master muttered with extreme disdain.

"It's all because of me..."

The skinny young master had just started boasting when, before he could finish speaking, a "black lightning bolt" streaked past him.

Holy crap!

The skinny young master was dumbfounded.

That black supercar suddenly accelerated?

"So what if we speed up?"

With a female companion sitting next to him, the skinny young man certainly couldn't admit defeat. The next second, he accelerated, wanting to overtake the black supercar.

At first, the skinny young man was full of confidence.

I felt I could overtake them in ten seconds.

Three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds...

But after thirty or forty seconds, not only did he fail to catch up with the black supercar, the distance between them actually increased.

A few more seconds passed, and the black supercar disappeared from his sight.

He lost miserably.

"Wait a minute, that black supercar from earlier looks strange."

Suddenly, the skinny young man realized something.

Because it was nighttime and the lighting wasn't very good, he didn't get a good look at what brand or model the black supercar was.

Looking back now, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

What kind of car is he driving? A McLaren P1 worth over ten million yuan, its speed goes without saying.

But that black supercar just passed him as if it were child's play.

That's not right.

The skinny young man's mind raced as he compared the top supercars he knew to the one he had just seen.

A dozen seconds later, the thin young man's face showed a panicked expression.

"No way, that... is a Lykan... Wolf Son?"

The thin young man said in a trembling voice.

He couldn't believe his own guess.

Lykan Son of Wolf, there are only seven in the world, how could it possibly exist in Jiangzhou?

The skinny young man wasn't sure, so he quickly pulled over to the side of the road, took out his phone, and searched for photos of Lykan Sons of Wolves.

Upon seeing the result, the skinny young man's mind went completely blank.

OMG.

That black supercar just now looks exactly like the one in Lykan Hypersport!

"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!!!"

The skinny young master didn't know how to describe his feelings. Unfortunately, he lacked the cultural knowledge to express his shock, so he could only use "Holy crap!" three times in a row.

Overwhelmed with excitement and shock, the thin young man's body trembled.

On the other side, seeing the skinny young man's car stop, the seven or eight supercars following behind also stopped.

"Brother Zhao, what's wrong?"

Several supercar owners came over and knocked on their car windows.

Hearing the sound, the thin young man finally came to his senses.

Rolling down the car window, the thin young man said excitedly:

Did you guys notice that black supercar from earlier?

"I noticed, that guy is really fast."

"Is that guy driving? He's clearly flying."

Upon hearing Zhao Shao's question, the others all sighed in agreement.

"I'm talking about the car. Do you know what kind of supercar that is?"

The more he talked, the more excited the thin young man became.

What car?

"Never seen it before."

The others all said they didn't know.

"That's a Lykan Son of Wolf."

The skinny young man had an idea in mind.

The moment those five simple words, "Son of Lykan Wolf," were uttered, the other young masters also showed expressions of utter shock.

In Jiangzhou, there is actually a legendary Lykan Wolf Son?

Why don't they believe it?

This doesn't make sense. If this Lykan Son of Wolf appeared in Beijing or Shanghai, they would think it would be normal.

But in Jiangzhou, an ordinary second- or third-tier city, it's unbelievable.

However, if it weren't for an awesome supercar like the Lykan Sons of Wolves, how could it possibly "crush" them so easily?

"Quickly, contact people immediately and use all available connections to find that big shot who drives the Lykan Wolf Son."

The skinny young master immediately made the arrangements.

"When the time comes, we'll invite him to be the guild leader of our Black Knights of Beacon Fire!!!"

The skinny young master made up his mind: he was determined to find the big shot who drove the Lykan Wolf Sons and make him their guild leader.

They want to "fight back" and take back the position that belongs to them!

The skinny young man, along with several other young men, were members of the famous "Beacon Fire Black Riders" supercar club in Hangzhou.

The Fire Riders and three other supercar clubs are known as the four major supercar clubs in Hangzhou.

Two weeks ago, the Fire Riders Supercar Club fell into internal strife after its former president went abroad to develop his career.

Several vice presidents vied for power, all wanting to become president, which led to internal strife and the departure of many members.

Not long ago, Beacon Fire Black Knights was targeted by another club, which launched a challenge against them.

In the end, all the top fighters of the Beacon Fire Black Riders were defeated, and the club also took away the position of one of the four major supercar clubs in Hangzhou.

The status of the Beacon Fire Black Rider Supercar Club has plummeted.

The skinny young master and several other young masters were furious, but lacking the power to do anything about it, they had no choice but to leave Hangzhou and go for a drive.

Unexpectedly, in Jiangzhou, they encountered a big shot who drove a Lykan Wolf Son.

If we could invite this big shot to join their Beacon Fire Black Rider Supercar Club as president, he could take charge of the overall situation.

They have a chance to reclaim their position as one of Hangzhou's four major supercar clubs!

Under the orders of the skinny young master, the other young masters began to use their connections to search for him.

Although their driving skills were mediocre, their backgrounds were anything but simple; all of them had impressive backgrounds, especially the skinny young man in the lead.

Ye Chen treated what happened on the road as a minor incident and didn't pay much attention to it.

The next day, Ye Chen went to school as usual.

After class in the afternoon, Zhao Shuxuan and Su Ningshuang came to Ye Chen's house to play.

"Ning Shuang, bro, how about we play some games?"

Feeling a bit bored looking at her phone, Zhao Shuxuan suddenly suggested something.

What game?

"Truth or Dare."