The mountain road was difficult to drive through. It was narrow and long, and the road conditions were very poor. If it weren't for Baldy Qiang's excellent driving skills, he wouldn't have been able to drive at all.
After wandering in the mountains for a few hours, they finally left the mountains and entered a spacious and flat road from the mountain path.
Bald Qiang drove the car in boredom. After driving on the mountain road for so long, he suddenly ran on such a good road. Unknowingly, his speed became faster and faster.
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Qiuming Mountain was a mountain in City H. It didn't have any beautiful scenery, but it was very famous.
Mount Haruna was filled with twists and turns. The mountain roads were dangerous and steep, making it extremely difficult. Therefore, it had become a favorite place for racers and some street racers.
At the foot of Mount Haruna, at the starting point of Mount Haruna, more than ten luxury cars were gathering. They were all Lamborghini, Ferrari, Porsche, and other famous sports cars. Their engines roared one after another.
The drivers were all rich young masters dressed in bright colors, and each of them had a young and beautiful female companion.
A tall woman in a spaghetti strap stood by the roadside. She was the starter.
The woman looked around at the racers who were ready. She threw the white handkerchief in her hand into the air. The moment the handkerchief landed on the ground was the signal to start, and the luxury cars would rush out.
The nervous racers fixed their eyes on the handkerchief in the air.
At this moment, an ear-piercing engine roar suddenly sounded. Everyone turned their heads involuntarily and saw an old pickup truck whizzing past their eyes.
Everyone was dumbfounded. At this moment, their bras had just fallen down. Everyone stepped on the accelerator, and the luxury cars chased after the pickup truck like fast leopards.
If it were anywhere else, these sports cars would only need to step on the accelerator to catch up with the broken pickup truck in front. However, this was Mount Haruna, and the road was steep and dangerous.
Under such conditions, what mattered was not the displacement and performance of the car, but the skills and experience of a driver. He also had to be bold enough.
The trees on Mount Haruna were lush. The sunlight shone through the gaps of the leaves and formed spots of light on the ground. The wind rustled the leaves. It was a rare beautiful scenery in the forest, but the roar of the sports car engine broke the silence.
Five or six sports cars chased after the pickup truck in front. The drivers tried their best, but they could not catch up with the pickup truck in front.
These drivers were just amateurs, a bunch of rich kids looking for excitement. There was no need to risk their lives. They would slow down when they encountered a difficult curve, but the ghost-like pickup truck in front not only did not slow down when it encountered a curve, but it even accelerated.
There was a sharp U-shaped curve in front of them. The pickup truck's engine roared like a beast, and its speed increased by three times. The tires rubbed against the ground, making a squeaking sound. There was a cliff beside it, and if one was not careful, they would fall into the valley and die.
The pickup truck that looked like it was in tatters had drifted at an incredible angle. Perhaps the slightest mistake would have caused the car to crash and die. It could be seen that the driver of this pickup truck was very skilled. His grasp of the angle had reached a millimeter.
The luxury car behind them had already stopped. The drivers were dumbfounded as they watched the extremely flashy pickup truck gradually drive away, leaving only a faint taillight.
"Damn it! Where did this broken car come from? He's actually faster than me!"
In the fiery-red Ferrari at the front, a 17-year-old girl slapped the steering wheel and cursed.
The girl was wearing a red tight-fitting leather jacket and leather pants, outlining her curvaceous figure. Her shoulder-length hair was dyed purple, and her face was heavily made-up. She looked like a rebellious little gangster, but her facial features were very exquisite.
There was a slightly younger girl sitting in the passenger seat. She was wearing a school uniform and should be a middle school student. She had a mushroom head and an oval face. Her skin was as fair as white jade and she looked very cute. She looked like a little loli from an anime.
"Sister Manman, that person is so powerful!”The cute girl looked in the direction where the pickup truck disappeared with a face full of admiration. Her voice was also soft and cute. If an uncle who liked lolis heard this, he would probably be so excited that he would vomit blood.
"He's really powerful, but why haven't I heard of him before? Is he new?"
"Humph! No matter what, I will definitely find you.”
The girl in the leather jacket clenched her small fists and stared in the direction where the pickup truck disappeared. Her eyes were firm as she spoke.
"Looking for him? Why was he looking for him? Could it be that Sister Manman has fallen in love with that person?”The cute girl tilted her head and teased.
"What nonsense! " The girl in leather knocked on her head." I want to fight him again and defeat him!”
Due to the appearance of this mysterious pickup truck, the superb driving skills it displayed impressed most of the rich young masters present. The race was stopped halfway through.
Ever since then, there had been a legend of the Racer God of Mount Haruna circulating among the rich playboys. He had a dilapidated pickup truck and a ghost-like figure.
Of course, there were also some who were not convinced. They clamored to compete with the Racer God of Mount Haruna, so they would wait here every evening for the Racer God of Mount Haruna to appear, but it never happened…
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