Chapter 1328: Chapter 1343: Planes and Cannons? He Can Drive Them All
The girl standing between the two cars raised the silk scarf in her hand, tossed it into the air, and the moment it hit the ground, Chicken Crown and Haihua’s cars shot out at the same time.
But compared to Chicken Crown, Haihua reacted a bit faster, so her car slipped into the lead in front of his.
However, just from that calm, unhurried look on Chicken Crown’s face, Lin Mu could already tell that Haihua was probably going to lose this race again. The internet’s exploded with this kind of thing N times already—female drivers’ skills are usually all kinds of trash: smashing into walls, falling into rivers, even running over their own husbands. There’s no shortage of weird shit, so Lin Mu didn’t have much faith in Haihua either.
Very soon, both cars vanished from sight. Luckily there was a dedicated viewing platform at the starting point. The cars went down the mountain and then came back up, so you could see the whole race from the platform. Gotta say, the hardware on this track wasn’t bad at all.
Lin Mu walked up to the viewing platform and looked down. Haihua and Chicken Crown’s cars were still flying along the road. Haihua was still temporarily in the lead, with Chicken Crown right on her tail. But as time went on and they headed back, Chicken Crown used his familiarity with the terrain and pulled off a beautiful drift at one of the corners, instantly overtaking Haihua.
After that, Chicken Crown kept widening his lead, leaving Haihua farther and farther behind. Even though Haihua’s car clearly accelerated, she still couldn’t catch up to him.
A few minutes later, Chicken Crown’s car and Haihua’s car both rolled to a stop at the finish line. The doors opened, and Chicken Crown got out grinning from ear to ear, while Haihua climbed out with a sulky face, lips pouting in frustration.
Her ambitions weren’t small and her courage was commendable, but reality was cruel—Haihua still lost this time.
"Haihua, your driving’s improved a lot. You’re much better than last time. Keep it up, I believe one day you’ll surpass me." Chicken Crown said with a smile, then stretched out his hand. Of course, what he said wasn’t the point—sticking out that hand was the point. It meant it was time to pay up.
Haihua pouted unhappily and handed over the five‑million check to Chicken Crown. Right now she really wanted to spit a few curse words at him, but with Lin Mu standing right there, she could only swallow it. After all, compared to money, her husband was obviously more important. As for cash, her scar‑faced old man could easily collect eight to ten million in protection fees just by stepping out the door. Blowing this little bit of money? Whatever, drizzle!
Chicken Crown happily took the five‑million check, clearly in a great mood. "Haihua, tonight’s on me. Let’s go celebrate."
"Celebrate my ass." Haihua rolled her eyes at him, then got in the car. Losing this much, what the hell was there to celebrate? Damn, this bastard really knew how to rub it in. Lin Mu also opened the door and got into the passenger seat.
"That damned turtle, Chicken Crown, he actually won again. I’m so pissed, I’m gonna explode!" Haihua smacked the steering wheel angrily and cursed.
"Want to win it back?" Lin Mu asked from the side.
"I’ve already lost to him several times, and I’ve never won even once. I don’t think I can win it back." Haihua said.
"It’s fine if you can’t win it back. I can help you win it back." Lin Mu said with a slight smile.
Haihua perked up immediately. "Hubby, you can race too?"
"So‑so, I guess I can manage." Lin Mu replied modestly. In fact, he really wanted to tell her the truth: even if you gave him a plane, he could fly it no problem. Back in the day on the grasslands, Lin Mu had personally piloted a helicopter in combat against the United States Navy SEALs, and he’d never lost a single engagement.
"Seriously? Hubby, that’s way too badass!" As soon as she said that, Haihua suddenly felt she didn’t sound very ladylike... but well, she just couldn’t control that filthy mouth of hers.
"Hubby, how about we place another bet then?" Haihua said.
"Sure, no problem, I’m fine with that." Lin Mu spread his hands. He was idle and bored anyway, so they might as well play a bit and kill some time.
"Okay." Haihua excitedly opened the door, got out of the car, and went to find Chicken Crown.
"Haihua, what, you decided to come celebrate tonight after all?" Chicken Crown said with a grin.
"Cut the crap, dare to race me again?" Haihua said.
"Another round? Haven’t you lost enough yet?" Chicken Crown laughed.
"This time it’s not me racing. It’s my husband. Dare or not?" Haihua pointed at Lin Mu beside her.
Chicken Crown glanced at Lin Mu. Of course he couldn’t say he didn’t dare. If you backed down from a challenge like this, it’d be a huge loss of face. Besides, Chicken Crown was extremely confident in his driving. He’d already pocketed five million—what was there to be afraid of?
"Race then, I’ve never been scared of anyone. But you just lost everything you brought. Got any money left to bet? You know the rules here, we don’t do IOUs." Chicken Crown said with a smile.
Haihua had only brought that five‑million check when she left the house, and she’d just lost it. She really was out of cash now. But she suddenly thought of a good wager. "If you win, this sports car of mine is yours. No matter how you look at it, this car’s worth at least over ten million. How about it?"
When Chicken Crown heard that, his eyes lit up. "You serious?"
"Chicken Crown, since when have my words ever been fake?" Haihua said, one hand on her waist.
"Alright, I’ll take that bet. If you lose, the car is mine. If you win, I don’t have ten million in cash either, but this racetrack is worth at least ten million. I’ll let you run it. How about that?" Chicken Crown said.
"No way, this place isn’t worth ten million. If I win, all the race cars on this track have to be mine too." Haihua said.
"Fine, since you put it like that, we’ll do it your way. If you two can beat me, everything here is yours. It’s definitely worth more than ten million!" Chicken Crown said that on the surface, but in his heart he didn’t take Lin Mu seriously at all. If Lin Mu were some kind of top racing god, he wouldn’t have just stood there watching Haihua lose that five million earlier.
If Lin Mu was really a pro, why didn’t he take the wheel himself? Why let a woman go up and race? So Chicken Crown looked down on Lin Mu from the bottom of his heart. Of course, this time Chicken Crown was also putting real skin in the game. You could say everything would be decided by this one race.
Either he’d soar to the top and reach the peak of his life, or he’d lose everything and be sleeping on the streets tonight!
As for Haihua, she didn’t even know why she trusted Lin Mu this much. Then again, that ten‑million‑plus Ferrari was basically just a fancy toy to her. So after hashing out a few words with Chicken Crown, she ran back over to Lin Mu.
"Hubby, you got this, right?" Haihua looked at Lin Mu and asked.
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