Chapter 056 【Southeast Asia’s Underground Racing Champion】

Then, Qiao Gang reluctantly made his way over to Xiang Yusheng and relayed Gu Feng's proposal.

After hearing Qiao Gang out, Xiang Yusheng only hesitated for a few seconds before agreeing to Gu Feng's suggestion.

"Young Master Xiang, weren't you planning to deal with that Qiao guy? Why did you go along with his idea?" After Qiao Gang left, the woman beside Xiang Yusheng put away her seductive smile and adopted a serious expression.

Xiang Yusheng seemed accustomed to the woman's quick change in demeanor. He sneered and said, "Compared to that Qiao guy, I'd much rather see that Gu guy dead."

"True, that Qiao guy may have a powerful background, but he's hot-tempered and obsessed with women—hardly a threat. It's that Gu guy who's hard to figure out," the woman frowned.

"My father tried every means to investigate his background but found nothing. An enemy like that is absolutely terrifying," Xiang Yusheng said sinisterly. "But since he's delivered himself to us today, he can't blame anyone else. If he were to drive off a cliff during the race, what could his powerful background do then?"

"Young Master Xiang, smart move!" The woman flashed a seductive smile, her stunning face resembling a dark elf.

Flattered by her compliment, Xiang Yusheng grinned smugly and gave her firm backside a good pinch, making her let out a soft, enticing moan.

"Save it for later." Xiang Yusheng had good self-control; he didn't let the woman's teasing overwhelm him with desire and calmly chose to refuse.

Then, with his arm around the woman, he walked a few steps to a man dressed in racing gear.

The man was short but built solidly, with dark eyes that were calm—almost lifeless.

"Alai, during the race, I don't just want you to win. I also want you to make sure your opponent has a fatal 'accident.' Do you understand what I mean?" Xiang Yusheng glanced sideways at Alai and spoke casually.

Alai was the undisputed king of Thailand's underground racing scene, his reputation stretched across Southeast Asia. As some put it, if Alai were to compete in official racing events, he might very well achieve top rankings.

A few days ago, Qiao Gang had led a group to trash one of the Dong Xing Gang's joints, which had Xiang Tianhua fuming. But with Qiao Gang's powerful backing, Xiang Tianhua had to hold his fire. So, Xiang Yusheng hatched a clever scheme: lure Qiao Gang into a street race and arrange for a fatal 'accident' during the race.

When Xiang Tianhua learned of this plan, he gave it his full backing and even pulled strings to get Alai over from Thailand to help Xiang Yusheng carry it out.

"Young Master Xiang, rest assured. Against racers of this caliber, I could engineer a fatal crash at just thirty percent effort," Alai's words dripped with confidence.

Xiang Yusheng gave a low chuckle. "Perfect. I believe your outstanding performance will kick off our cooperation between Dong Xing Gang and Shui Lian Gang perfectly."

As a member of Shui Lian Gang—Thailand's largest criminal organization—Alai naturally understood the implication of Xiang Yusheng's words. He answered with a knowing smile and a nod.

...

While Xiang Yusheng was making his meticulous arrangements, the race between Yang Bing and Ling Wei concluded.

Yang Bing finished first, nearly half a minute ahead of Ling Wei, who came in third.

Ling Wei, having lost, was a picture of dejection. When he walked over to Gu Feng, he kept his head down, not daring to meet Gu Feng's eyes.

In contrast, Yang Bing emerged from his car wearing a triumphant grin, grinning from ear to ear. As one of the two recognized leaders of Class 8, Grade 4, he naturally wanted to take Ling Wei down a peg.

Chest puffed out smugly, Yang Bing approached Gu Feng and said, "Ling Wei, don't ever mention street racing in front of me again. Your driving skills are just too lousy!"

"Yang Bing, you..." Already frustrated from losing, Ling Wei grew furious upon hearing Yang Bing's taunt.

Faced with Ling Wei's anger, Yang Bing showed no fear. "What? Can't handle losing?"

Ling Wei's face turned purple with rage, but he couldn't find the words to retort.

Seeing Ling Wei speechless, Yang Bing grew even more pleased with himself. He glanced at Gu Feng and said, "Teacher Gu, want to give it a try? If you do, I'll go sign you up right now."

Clearly, Yang Bing wanted to show off in front of Gu Feng.

"You little brat, get lost. Your pathetic driving skills aren't worth bragging about," Qiao Gang said as he walked over to the three of them, scoffing disdainfully at Yang Bing.

As a member of the racing association, Yang Bing knew very well that Qiao Gang's driving skills were exceptional. There was even a time when he idolized Qiao Gang. Hearing Qiao Gang's words, he was first taken aback, then asked in surprise, "Brother Qiao, what brings you here?"

Seeing the admiration in Yang Bing's eyes as he looked at Qiao Gang, Gu Feng couldn't help but think that if he had known Yang Bing idolized Qiao Gang so much, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths.

Ignoring Yang Bing, Qiao Gang walked over to Gu Feng with a serious expression. "Brother Feng, the person Xiang Yusheng hired is Alai, the number one underground racer in Southeast Asia. That Xiang Yusheng is really cunning. If it weren't for you taking my place, I'd be handing that bastard five million!"

Though arrogant, Qiao Gang was also a rational person. He knew his driving skills were no match for Alai, the king of Southeast Asian underground racing.

Gu Feng was aware that Qiao Gang's driving skills were quite good. If Qiao Gang looked this serious, then this Alai must be no ordinary opponent. At the same time, Gu Feng became even more convinced that Xiang Yusheng's challenge to Qiao Gang was malicious from the start. After all, hiring the number one underground racer in Southeast Asia for a million-dollar race was like using a cannon to kill a mosquito—a complete overkill!

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter who he hires," Gu Feng said with a confident smile.

Brother Feng?

Southeast Asia's number one racer, Alai?!

Hearing Qiao Gang's words, both Ling Wei and Yang Bing were stunned. They stared at Gu Feng as if he were an alien. They had understood Qiao Gang's implication: Gu Feng was going to race against Southeast Asia's number one racer, Alai?!

At that moment, both of them doubted their own ears, especially Yang Bing, whose mouth hung open wide enough to fit a coconut!

"Tea... Teacher Gu, are you going to race against the number one underground racer in Southeast Asia?" Yang Bing swallowed hard and stammered.

"Yang Bing, dare to make a bet with me?" Gu Feng answered with a question of his own.

"What kind of bet?" Yang Bing's expression improved slightly.

"If I win the race against that guy Alai, you'll have to listen to me at school from now on," Gu Feng said seriously.

"Win a street race against the underground racing king Alai?" Yang Bing looked at Gu Feng as if he were an idiot. Although he had already confirmed that Gu Feng was going to race Alai, he absolutely did not believe Gu Feng could win. After all, Alai was a legendary figure in the underground racing world.

"Teacher Gu, are you joking?" Yang Bing couldn't help but ask.

This time, even Ling Wei stared straight at Gu Feng with a puzzled expression.

"Of course not. Qiao Gang can vouch for it," Gu Feng said, bringing Qiao Gang into the matter.

"Fine. I'll take that bet. I don't believe you can beat Alai!" Seeing that Gu Feng had Qiao Gang as a witness, Yang Bing said, "Teacher Gu, if you lose, you can't interfere with anything I do in class from now on."

"Deal," Gu Feng smiled slightly and walked toward Qiao Gang's sports car.

After Gu Feng had taken a few steps, Yang Bing asked in confusion, "Brother Qiao, isn't Teacher Gu making an international joke? If anyone could beat Alai, the Southeast Asian racing king, he wouldn't be worth a damn as the racing king!"

"If your Teacher Gu has raced on this road before, then Alai's chance of winning is zero. But since your Teacher Gu probably hasn't raced on this track, Alai still has a ten percent chance of winning!" Qiao Gang thought seriously for a moment, then couldn't resist adding, "I mean, Kid, your driving skills are so lousy, yet you still show off in front of your Teacher Gu. Don't you know how embarrassing that is?"

Alai's chance of winning is zero?!

Hearing this from Qiao Gang, Ling Wei and Yang Bing were completely dumbfounded...