The group was talking about Li Xiaoqing. Huang Likai was darkly negotiating with a few long-haired men, saying, "That slut has to be handed over to me after she runs a race with you! Also, I want a bald slut!" Huang Likai's words were overheard by Li Jia, who suddenly quickened her pace and rushed to the group, grabbing Huang Likai by the neck from behind.
Huang Likai, whose body wasn't exactly thin, was slammed against the hood of a sports car by Li Jia, who was grabbing him by the neck! "Smack!! Ah!" The sound of the collision, mixed with Huang Likai's scream, immediately rang out, and a bright red stain appeared on the hood of the sports car!
The four thugs only reacted when Li Jia grabbed Huang Likai by the neck and slammed him against the hood of the car. They released the bald woman in their arms and looked at Li Jia, who was still slamming his head against Huang Likai's head, with fierce eyes. "Kid! Do you know how much this car is worth?"
The real identities of the long-haired men were all rich young masters who spent their days doing nothing but driving luxury sports cars and causing trouble everywhere. The motorcycle gang that had recently sprung up in City B was composed of a dozen or so rich young men. The four that Li Jia met that day were some of their lackeys.
Li Jia ignored the boys' questions, gave Huang Likai another hard slap, and then turned around and raised her head. "The Flying Bike Clan, is that it?" Li Jia's words were calm and devoid of any emotional fluctuation. The boys nodded nervously upon hearing Li Jia's words. "That's right!"
"Get in your cars, and an hour from here on the outer ring road at Lingkou Eighteen Bends. If you beat me, I'll give you another Z4. If you lose, answer a few questions for me." Li Jia finished speaking and looked at the four long-haired men expressionlessly.
"It's a deal!" Long Hair was just a rich kid who sought thrills. He was okay at bullying ordinary people, but Li Jia's ruthlessness had already made these guys not even think about provoking him now. If they were to provoke him, they would bring some thugs later. Huang Likai had been unconscious at the school gate for half a day, and no one had called an ambulance. It seemed that this kid's reputation at school was really not good!
Students passing by avoided Li Jia and her group when they saw their posture, and Huang Likai, lying on the ground bleeding profusely, terrified the students who passed by.
"Let's call and send him to the hospital. Let him rest for a few months!" Li Jia said, taking out her phone, which had been ringing for a while. "Okay, come out, I'm at the school gate." Then she hung up.
In less than five minutes, the ambulance arrived efficiently and took Huang Likai away. The boys used Huang Likai's phone to call his father, and after notifying him, they threw the phone aside and smashed it to pieces.
When Li Xiaoqing came out, the scene at the entrance was no longer the same. The four long-haired men had already driven away to prepare for the match an hour later. Li Jia stood by the car, smiling at him, "Brother Li, thank you for your trouble!"
"It's alright, let's go. Haven't eaten yet? Let's go back and pick them up so we can eat together." Li Jia smiled, patted Li Xiaoqing's long hair, and then opened the car door. "Get in!"
Li Jia's seemingly unintentional action made Li Xiaoqing momentarily dazed. Looking at the car door that Li Jia had opened and then at Li Jia's smiling face, she felt a warm feeling in her heart as she got into the car.
After returning to Tianxiang Garden, I picked up Li Xiaotong and Li Yan and we ate some food outside. Then I took the three siblings home and drove towards the Lingkou Eighteen Bends on the outer ring road.
The outer ring road has eighteen bends at Lingkou, a place where Li Jia had a good experience. He opened the car window, and half a Zhongnanhai cigarette in his hand popped out. The white Passat immediately emitted a muffled roar, and the car's speed instantly increased, heading straight for Lingkou.
At the 18 bends of the outer ring road, at Lingkou, four BMW Z4s were already parked there, where a dozen long-haired men and seven or eight bald women were waiting for Li Jia's arrival.
The leader of the Flying Bike Clan was the same four long-haired men from before. For the first time in today's competition, they did not have the slightest thought of despising their opponents, even though Li Jia's car was just a seemingly ordinary Passat. Li Jia made everyone feel a sense of oppression. He beat people until their heads were bleeding and they did not change their expressions or show any emotional fluctuations. Anyone with a brain would know that he was not someone to be trifled with.
"Let's begin! I'm in a hurry!" Li Jia said, parking the car at the starting line. The other long-haired men, unaware of what was happening, came up to the clan leaders. "This kid's pretty arrogant, huh? He thinks he can race a Z4 with a beat-up Passat? Is he out of his mind?"
"Exactly! Brother Bin, what's the bet today?"
"Z4." After saying that, Long Hair threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground and stomped it out. He opened the door of the Z4 and got in. "Let's go!" With a roar, the silver-gray Z4 arrived at the starting line. Behind it, there was a row of three black Z4s neatly arranged. The only one participating in the race was Long Hair Wang Bin, who was the driver in the silver-gray Z4.
The result of the race between Li Jia and Wang Bin shocked everyone. The Passat actually led by four car lengths to the finish line. This result will probably make some people who opened betting odds lose a lot of money.
At the finish line, Li Jia looked at this familiar place, leaned against the car and smoked. The door of the Z4 not far away opened, and Wang Bin walked out and came up to Li Jia. "I lost. What do you want to know? Ask away!"
Wang Bin couldn't help but respect the man who could outrun a Z4 with a Passat. His eyes were burning with a fanatical devotion as he looked at Li Jia. Li Jia's driving skills had deeply captivated this young master who spent his days thinking about racing against others.
"What's your name?" Li Jia didn't ask the question she wanted directly, but instead became interested in this kid who was obsessed with racing.
"Wang Bin, one of the founders of the Flying Bike Clan, and a few others, including the three you saw at the school gate: Ding Wei, Ah Huo, and Xiao Long."
"You really like cars?" After the rapid drive, Li Jia's somewhat depressed mood had eased considerably. Looking at Wang Bin standing in front of her, she asked with a smile.
"I really like it. Where did you get your car modified?" Wang Bin stared at the seemingly ordinary Passat. He was no ordinary car enthusiast. Judging from the sound of Li Jia's car engine, it was at least a V12. Modifying a Passat would require replacing almost everything inside, and the man in front of him had clearly done it.
"That's not important. Next question: how much do you know about Huang Likai? I need more detailed information. I'm very interested in his story." Li Jia didn't answer Wang Bin's question. Like Xiao An, people who are obsessed with cars are interested in how an ordinary family sedan can outrun various sports cars.
Wang Bin didn't press the matter further, but after hearing Li Jia's question, his expression turned somewhat disdainful: "He's a psychopath!"
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