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nTranslator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

nIt was in the middle of the night, on a mountain road of H City.

nParked by the mountainside were various luxury sports cars. Their lights were turned on, shooting out glaring white lights that lit the surroundings as if it were day.

nThe car stereos were blasting music as men and women howled like mad dogs to the drumming of the bass.

nA sexy lady dressed in a bikini top and leather skirt stood on the roof of a Hummer, shaking her bootie to the beat of the drum, teasing all the men around.

nSounds of whistling, flirtation, taunting in jest, all blended in one.

nThis was a night to let loose!

n“Place your bets, place your bets! Butterfly Blue faces off against East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God tonight!”

nJust a short distance from the Hummer was a middle-aged man with a face full of scars yelling through a loudspeaker.

nCar racing was an extreme sport, especially those illegal underground races. The death toll of those who died from such race was on the rise. Each and every one of those who participated in this joyriding knew very well that apart from the adrenaline brought about by speed, they were at a tug of war with Hades.

nA limited edition blue Lamborghini Concept S pulled out from afar, parking at the side of the road.

n“Butterfly Blue! Butterfly Blue!”

nSeveral hundred were screaming in unison, rooting for their own idol.

nLamborghini Concept S was a worldwide limited edition sports car. Its value raked up to tens of millions. Those who could afford this type of car were not your average joe. Of course, everyone here knew that the driver of a Lamborghini Concept S was not short of funds. He or she only loved the thrill that came from racing.

nButterfly Blue appeared in the underground scene just one year ago, with battle statistics of 21 wins and 7 losses. The Lamborghini Concept S moved as though it was a butterfly sprouting wings was how the name Butterfly Blue came to be.

nHearing the cheers of the crowd, the Lamborghini Concept S blew its horn in return, stirring the crowd wilder.

n“Blue God, show your face! We love you!”

n“Blue God, would you dare to reveal yourself…”

n“Blue God, come out! Blue God, come out…”

n“Place your bets, place your bets! Butterfly Blue is up against East Tsim Sha Tsui’s No. 1 Racer God! This is a rare moment of a battle of speed!” Scar Face grabbed the right time to yell, drawing many in to place their bets.

nThe legendary racer, Butterfly Blue was as always, quietly waiting in the car by the roadside, responding only by honks, never intending to step out the vehicle.

n“I firmly believe that Blue God’s a beautiful woman,” A young man with a face full of acne asserted.

n“Tsk, Blue God isn’t some beauty. He must be a tall handsome man,” A woman in a flirtatious dress snorted.

n“Blue God’s a beauty, I believe it with my heart and soul!” Acne face was firm on his view.

n“It should be a handsome man! No wonder you don’t have a girlfriend, you’re short-sighted.”

n“A beauty!”

n“A handsome man!”

n“A beauty!”

n“A handsome man!”

nAcne face and flirtatious woman was arguing until their faces were red, both sticking to their guns while trying to persuade the other.

n“Quiet down! East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God’s here!”

nA red Ferrari F430 arrived at incredible speed, accelerating towards the Lamborghini manned by Butterfly Blue.

nJust as the crowd was about to scream in horror, the Ferrari F430 made a beautiful drift and stopped right next to the Lamborghini.

n“Wow, East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God!”

nFans of East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God went ballistic, chanting Racer God’s name before moving to place their bets with Scar Face.

nContrasting from Butterfly Blue’s low profile, East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God indulged and basked in his fan’s passion. He got out his car and waved at his fans, earning him screams in return.

nEast Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God appeared in the underground racing scene three years ago. His current statistics were 37 wins and 0 losses!

nThe race tonight was a challenge. Not only was there a professional betting house, but there was also a wager between the two drivers.

nButterfly Blue challenged East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God with 10,000,000 bucks, all for the sake of the Tsim Sha Tsui East Racer God title!

nFrom experience, East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God had a better track record than Butterfly Blue, having never lost once. And this was the reason why he accepted Butterfly Blue’s challenge.

nButterfly Blue’s betting odds were 2 to 1 while East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God was 1 to 5.

nEven the dealer favored upon East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God in this challenge.

nThe race would begin at 11 o’clock sharp. There was still an hour left for preparations.

nMore and more people started placing bets with Scar Face. With the betting fund constantly fluctuating, Scar Face’s smile broadened until his cheek muscles were sore.

nThis was the biggest racing sweepstakes in the whole of East Tsim Sha Tsui’s history! It would also be the most happening event!

nScar Face declared in his heart!

nScar Face limped as he walked towards the Lamborghini. He knocked on the window. When the window rolled down, he remarked, “Butterfly Blue, I have a good feeling about you. I bet 1,000,000 bucks on you to win!”

n“Thank you!” The driver’s voice was melodious and gentle, catching Scar Face off guard.

nIt could be seen through the window, a driver wearing a helmet and heavy protective wear. Just from appearance alone, the gender could not be determined.

n“Good luck! Future East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God.”

nScar Face smiled as he left. He was most amused for unraveling a mystery.

nSo… Butterfly Blue was indeed a chick, huh.

nThe wait was long. The woman shaking her lady bits on top of the Hummer was growing weary, hence she merely sat there, stroking her hair coquettishly. The spectating crowd soon lost interest in her and started discussing the upcoming race.

nIt was then, a Bugatti Veyron attracted the attention of many with its revving engine.

n“A Bugatti Veyron Super Sports! F*ck me!” Someone who recognized the car shouted.

nA Bugatti Veyron Super Sports was the fastest car in the world. Although the price tag could not beat the Lamborghini Concept S, and its overall build was a tad lacking compared to the Ferrari F430, it still had an unshakeable position in the hearts of sports car enthusiasts. Its acceleration was the fastest. Its speed was the fastest. The feeling was most exhilarating!

nThis Bugatti Veyron Super Sports was moving at high velocity, coming in near, vroom vroom vroom—

nTo everyone’s astonishment, the Bugatti Veyron Super Sports shout out a trail of black smoke from its exhaust pipe, and… the engine stalled midway…

nVroom! Vroom!

nThe Bugatti Veyron Super Sports then started its engine again and moved slowly towards Butterfly Blue and East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God’s car to park in a row with them.

nWhen the Bugatti Veyron Super Sports stopped, it was another scene. The driver seemed to want to park the car in line with the other two cars but could not despite multiple attempts of reversing and going forth. In the end, he turned off the engine, got down the car and pushed the car into position.

nThe whole crowd was gobsmacked.

n“This racer…”

n“A great car but not a great owner.”

nMany sighed with regret. Anyone could tell that the driver of this Bugatti Veyron Super Sports was a noob.

nScar Face smiled as he shouted, “Buddy, we’re having a race here. Can you move back and refrain from interfering with our racers?”

n“I know, Butterfly Blue against East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God, right?”

nThe driver of the Bugatti Veyron Super Sports was chuckling as he made way towards Scar Face. This driver was Li Yi.

n“I want in on this race,” Li Yi told Scar Face.

n“The rules forbid last minute addition to the race. Sorry, buddy,” Scar Face rejected Li Yi.

nLi Yi smacked his palm, “Aw, too bad. I was going to take out 30,000,000 bucks as a jackpot.”

n“30 million!” Scar Face’s eyes lit up.

n“Darling, are we in the race or not? If not, let’s just go home.”

nA heart-tingling female voice came from the Bugatti Veyron. A woman dressed in all black got down the car.

nThe woman in black was wearing heavy sunglasses. The thick clothing on her did not reveal an inch of her skin.

nThis outfit was quite similar to Butterfly Blue…

nScar Face was stunned.

nLi Yi waved his hand at the woman in black, “Baby, a quick one.”

n“If we can’t participate, I bet 10 million on East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God to win!”

nSeeing Li Yi fish out a Crystal Gold card, Scar Face felt the muscles in his face twitching.

n“Buddy, can you give me a moment?”

n“No problem!”

nScar Face went to seek Butterfly Blue and East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God’s opinion.

n“I don’t have a problem with that. Anyone can join in the race, as long as they can offer a 10 million bucks compensation.”

n“Whatever.”

nEast Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God was straight to the point.

n“Great, great!”

nScar Face was overjoyed and in turn, relayed the message to Li Yi.

nLi Yi’s involvement caused a change in the competition. It was now a race of three.

nThere was no change to the betting odds, as there was none on Li Yi. The reason was simple. He came from nowhere and was unknown. Although the skills he displayed earlier was horrendous, he could be a hustler for all they know.

nBetter be safe than sorry!

nLi Yi’s bets were only effective towards the two racers. He could only place a wager on the other two racers.

n“Friends who already placed your bets, don’t worry! This new addition is not counted in the ranks!”

nScar Face’s words put a lot of people’s mind at ease.

nAfter Li Yi turned in the money, he pulled the woman in black back into the car for a break.

n“Your skills are lame,” The woman in black scratched his face and spoke with brutal honesty.

n“I’m just not used to it,” Li Yi blushed and declined to admit this piece of truth.

nAs an otaku, the number of times he drove was limited. For him to have kick-ass skills was impossible…

nHe was only itching to try it out so he gave the wheels a shot.

nLi Yi looked through the window to see Butterfly Blue sitting in the Lamborghini.

nNo one knew who this legendary racer was. However, he knew that Butterfly Blue was Pale Blue Elegance driving the Maserati during the day.

nPale Blue Elegance’s real name was Chen Lan. Pale Blue Elegance sounded like a quiet and refined name but this name actually came up when Chen Lan got into a car accident, leaving her completely paralyzed in the hospital…

nChen Lan was a rebellious teen, always on the go and loved racing cars. She was never short of funds but sought after thrills. She concealed her identity and became active in the underground car racing world until a fatal accident left her licking her wounds in a hospital. It was then she came in contact with King of Pantheon.

nLi Yi was not very clear on Chen Lan’s history. He vaguely remembered her saying in an interview that she was a racer under the name Butterfly Blue prior to her life in Pantheon.

nLi Yi managed to find out she was racing here tonight because of Shen Lang.

nHe provided snips of clues to Shen Lang and the remaining intel were all uncovered by Shen Lang.

nScar Face walked over and knocked on the window to ask, “Buddy, what’s your name?”

n“Me?” Li Yi thought about it before curling his lips, “I am Flipping Snail.”

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