Not everyone is qualified to play indoor racing. Those who want to but aren’t qualified can only race on the streets. That’s why Song Yun despises street racers so much—because those people are at best third- or fourth-rate rich kids. Only that level of rich kids would engage in activities that endanger public safety on the streets. Chen Yang was still inside the stadium, watching those young people racing over there. Song Yun came to Chen Yang’s side and said, "Brother Chen, still watching?" "Haha, waiting for you," Chen Yang said, turning to face Song Yun. "Let’s go, find a place to drink!" The two left the stadium together, naturally using the car that Song Yun had used in the race. Not long after the car left the stadium, several unlicensed black sedans followed. This time it was Chen Yang driving. His technique was very skilled and his actions very adept. Of course, the speed he was driving wasn’t fast. This wasn’t a race, so there was no need to drive like there’s no tomorrow. "Tailing us?" Song Yun glanced at the rearview mirror and asked with a smile. "Yes," Chen Yang said with a smile. "There are always tails, basically, every time I appear in public, various tails show up. You know, our Little Circle’s business isn’t well-liked, so naturally, we have lots of enemies." "Haha, understandable," Song Yun nodded. "Anyone dealing with your kind would be scared. You guys are at least like the barefoot who fear no shoe-wearing ones, haha." "You’re right!" Chen Yang nodded with a smile. "We’re the barefoot ones, most people are the shoe-wearers." "Do you want to shake off the tail?" Song Yun asked. "Sure, I’ll show you my driving skills!" Chen Yang smiled and suddenly hit the gas, and the car shot forward. Just then, Song Yun suddenly saw that there was a row of nails on the road about a hundred meters ahead! "Looks like they really came prepared!" Song Yun said, looking at the row of nails. Chen Yang’s expression tightened, "Seems like the people who came this time aren’t that simple!" The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the noveⅼfire.net The car was now on a long road flanked by barren lands here and there. Since this was the old city district, it looked very rundown. Because the new redevelopment plans hadn’t come down yet, the area gave a desolate western wilderness feel. There were nails upfront on the road, and three unlicensed black cars were following behind. Chen Yang and Song Yun were now essentially blocked at both ends. "What’s the plan?" Song Yun asked with a smile. Chen Yang took a cigarette from a box in front of the car and put it in his mouth, saying, "What else can I do, go for it." Just as Chen Yang finished saying "go for it", several cars appeared behind the row of nails, and some people got out of the cars, wielding clubs and machetes. Among them were even two carrying guns fitted with silencers, aiming the muzzles at Chen Yang’s car. "Damn it!" Chen Yang cursed, "They even came armed to the teeth!" "Brother Chen, what’s next? How are we going to take action?" Song Yun asked with a smile. "Run!" Chen Yang smiled and made a sharp turn with the steering wheel, and the car dashed off the road into the barren land beside it. This patch of barren land was neither too big nor too small, left behind after the old buildings in the old city area were demolished, full of obstacles like ruins and untouched foundations. After Chen Yang’s car rushed into this barren land, several obstacles immediately appeared in front of him. Since Chen Yang’s car had a low chassis, under normal circumstances, getting past those obstacles would be impossible. Chen Yang slammed on the brakes, threw open the door, and jumped out, with Song Yun not at all lagging behind. "Follow me!" Chen Yang said, bolting into the ruins. Song Yun followed closely, appearing relaxed, even glancing around occasionally. The people following the car, or those blocking ahead, also drove into the ruins—about five cars. Around twenty people got out, holding knives and clubs, and two with guns. These people exuded an aura of murder, like they came out of nowhere. Song Yun was quite unfamiliar with the surroundings, but Chen Yang seemed very familiar, leading Song Yun darting through the ruins, quickly distancing themselves from their pursuers. "This way!" Chen Yang led Song Yun into an abandoned building, quickly heading to the second floor, arriving at the windowsill on the second floor. Chen Yang glanced a little behind the windowsill, checking out the situation downstairs and nearby, and said, "Brother Song, it’s okay now. My people will be here soon, and these people won’t cause much trouble." "Didn’t expect Brother Chen to be so quick on his feet!" Song Yun laughed. "Haha, learned some martial arts when I was a kid, and as I grew up, I lived off it, so naturally I’m quick," Chen Yang said with a smile. "That’s nice; I’m just annoyed nobody taught me when I was young, so now I can’t even truss a chicken," Song Yun lamented. Chen Yang chuckled and said, "Someone like you can’t even truss a chicken? Then what am I, a vegetable? But honestly, I have no idea who these people are tonight!" "Have you offended anyone recently?" Song Yun asked. "I’ve offended countless people," Chen Yang replied dismissively. "You know the business we’re in—it’s all about offending people!" "That’s true," Song Yun nodded, "So what about these people? If they ambush you , will you just let them go?" "Let’s wait for my people to arrive before deciding," Chen Yang smiled. "Living in the Martial World, there’s a lot of helplessness, just like earlier with the Prince and Li Baoshi. He had to take the loss quietly. Even if they all withdraw, it’ll be hard for me to catch anyone. Really, the business our Little Circle does is the same as these people, parachuting into a place, taking on a client’s request, and getting the job done. Sometimes it’s all about ambushing people, and if it gets done, we take the money and leave. If not, we leave right away, and people can’t catch us." "That’s pretty good!" Song Yun laughed. Just then, faint footsteps echoed from the stairs below. Chen Yang’s face changed, whispering, "They’re here!"