Chapter 057 【High-Speed Chase】

Before Yang Bing and Ling Wei could recover from their shock, the surrounding crowd burst into waves of screams!

They all turned their eyes to two distant signs, which clearly showed the odds for the two racers. Among them, Gu Feng's odds were as high as 6.0, while Alai's odds were only 1.05...

They screamed because they saw Alai's name. As fans of underground racing, it was safe to say almost everyone had heard of Alai's reputation!

They never imagined that Alai would appear in a street race of this level. Within seconds, the crowd swarmed around Alai's race car.

Alai's car was a Ferrari F430, its sleek design dazzling in the darkness, with its striking red color drawing all eyes.

Ferrari, synonymous with F1, was not only famous among street racing enthusiasts but also well-known even to the general public.

Although Alai's fame wasn't as great as that of the "Car King" Schumacher, his reputation far surpassed that of ordinary racers.

The Car King drove a Ferrari F430!

At this moment, almost everyone went crazy!

Even Yang Bing and Ling Wei couldn't help but run over.

"A bunch of clowns," Qiao Gang muttered disdainfully, instinctively looking toward Gu Feng.

At this point, Gu Feng had already slid into Qiao Gang's AriEe.

Through the car window, Gu Feng could clearly see the frenzied racing enthusiasts. Watching their excited expressions, Gu Feng remained utterly calm.

About a minute later, the organizers dispersed the onlookers, and Alai drove his flashy Ferrari F430 toward Gu Feng's location. As Alai's Ferrari F430 passed by the sports car Gu Feng was in, Alai rolled down his window and flashed a contemptuous smile at Gu Feng, tinged with a hint of cruelty...

Seeing that smile on Alai's lips, Gu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint glint of killing intent flickering in his gaze.

Then, Gu Feng started the sports car and closely followed Alai's car as the two drove onto the road one after another.

Both sides of the road were packed with eager fans, their mouths wide open as they shouted Alai's name. The deafening cheers echoed through the night like ghostly wails.

The soundproofing of the sports car was excellent, so Gu Feng couldn't hear the fans' shouts at all. Even if he could, it wouldn't have made a difference. When he focused on a task, he remained undisturbed by his surroundings.

At this moment, his mind was as calm as a placid lake, completely undisturbed.

He narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the young man on the platform ahead, waiting for him to wave the checkered flag.

When the young man with his face painted in vibrant colors, standing ten meters away, swung down the checkered flag, the two top-tier sports cars shot forward simultaneously, like cannonballs fired from a barrel. Their terrifying speed sent shivers down everyone's spines, causing the spectators to gasp in awe.

Gu Feng's focus was razor-sharp. The moment the young man lowered the flag, he gunned the engine. Thanks to his quick reflexes, Gu Feng's car initially pulled ahead by half a car length.

In the darkness, that small distance wasn't noticeable, and the two cars were moving too fast for the onlookers to see clearly.

But Alai saw it clearly!

Watching Gu Feng skillfully keep his car close to the inner lane, the smug expression on Alai's face vanished instantly.

Because he knew he had encountered a racing pro.

However, as the top underground racer in Southeast Asia, he didn't panic. On the contrary, he remained extremely calm. Having participated in hundreds of underground races, this minor surprise, while startling, wasn't enough to fluster him.

Street racing wasn't a hundred-meter sprint; the start wasn't the decisive factor. For a skilled racer, controlling the car during turns was the most critical aspect—the so-called drifting technique.

Alai firmly believed that with his driving skills, he could overtake Gu Feng during the turns.

Soon, Gu Feng approached the first turn.

Although he had never driven on this track before, Gu Feng quickly calculated the curvature of the bend through mental arithmetic and reacted swiftly.

The next moment, under Alai's intense gaze, Gu Feng's car executed an almost perfect drift, smoothly navigating the first curve.

This forced Alai to abandon his plan to overtake Gu Feng at the first turn. At the same time, it slightly affected his focus, causing his car to wobble slightly. His drift wasn't perfect, and as a result, the distance between him and Gu Feng officially widened.

Alai took a deep breath, pushing aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and instantly poured all his attention into driving. Gu Feng's performance made him realize one fact: his opponent was far stronger than he had anticipated. If he didn't bring his best, he would undoubtedly lose!

Unlike Alai, Gu Feng had already fully immersed himself in driving. However, a trace of clarity remained in his mind, where Alai's cruel smile lingered.

Before the race, through that smile, Gu Feng could confirm that Alai not only wanted to win the race but also intended to take his life!

When it came to enemies, Gu Feng had never known how to write the word "mercy." Since Alai wanted his life, he wouldn't hold back—absolutely not!

As time passed, the distance between Gu Feng and Alai gradually narrowed. This wasn't because Gu Feng's driving skills were lacking but because he was unfamiliar with the track. He couldn't guarantee that every mental calculation would accurately determine the curvature of the bends, allowing him to execute the most perfect drifts.

Compared to Gu Feng, Alai was far more familiar with this track.

Although it had been two years since his last race here, he had raced on this track no fewer than ten times, essentially memorizing the curvature of every bend.

Seeing Gu Feng's less-than-perfect drifts on several sharper turns, Alai's face once again wore the triumphant smile unique to a winner.

He admitted that Gu Feng's driving skills were no worse than his, perhaps even slightly superior. However, Gu Feng didn't know this track. Therefore, in his view, Gu Feng was bound to lose because this track had a "death curve."

Due to Gu Feng's unfamiliarity with the track, Alai gradually closed the gap between the two cars. At this moment, his car was closely tailing Gu Feng's. He no longer anxiously sought to overtake Gu Feng but instead chose to wait patiently for the "death curve."

In his view, once they reached the death curve, he would not only overtake Gu Feng's car but also personally send it hurtling off the cliff!

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