Chapter 140: Number One!

Urban Legend: The Perfect Husband Butterfly Yearns for Crimson Lips 3251 words 2026-03-25 01:15:10

In Beiyang City, Huaxia, at the Ter Mountain Underground Racing Track in the Su District!

After an entertainment race featuring ten groups of racing enthusiasts, the official competition for professional drivers and street racers was finally about to begin.

This official race was the main event of the Ter Mountain underground racing scene. Compared to the preceding entertainment race, it was undeniably much more professional, with a more perilous and complex track, making it naturally far more thrilling. Most importantly, this race allowed for betting, enabling those who had no chance of participating in professional races to experience a different kind of excitement and entertainment.

However, for some of the spectators tonight, certain things were somewhat baffling. For instance... why was there a sudden additional contestant in tonight’s professional race? Judging by the updated contestant information on the big screen, this new driver seemed to have never participated in any racing competition before.

According to gossip, this contestant was merely a complete amateur who had gotten into a dispute with the professional racer Dog over a woman, and subsequently used some special connections to sneak into the professional group to race against Dog.

Moreover, the organizers seemingly did not hold out any hope for this amateur who had rushed to the starting line out of spite; the betting odds they offered for him were an absurd twenty to one—odds that had practically never appeared at the Ter Mountain racing track!

Tang Fangling and the other three young women were sitting in the indoor lounge at that moment, their hands tightly intertwined, staring with heavy hearts and extreme tension at the scrolling information on the big screen, as well as the track conditions captured by real-time cameras and broadcasted live...

Until the very end, the four of them had failed to persuade Cen An'an to step down and not foolishly follow Xue Tian'ai to race against Dog. One had to remember that Dog was a professional racer. Even if Xue Tian'ai might have a hobby for racing, as the saying went: never use your hobby to challenge someone else's profession!

What's more, looking at Xue Tian'ai's demeanor, it seemed he didn't even have a hobby for racing! In the eyes of the four women, what Xue Tian'ai and Cen An'an were doing now was no different from throwing their lives away. But at this point, they could only brace themselves and wait for the outcome; after all, both Xue Tian'ai and Cen An'an were already at the starting line. What else could they possibly do?

At the starting line of the professional track, seven Ferrari Portofinos of various colors were parked. Almost every Ferrari was covered in flashy patterns, except for one Portofino with a pure black body, devoid of any embellishments or decorations. This was a backup vehicle prepared by the organizers for Xue Tian'ai.

"Pretty boy, why don't you let me lend you my modified car to play with?" Dog leaned out of the yellow-patterned Ferrari beside him, looking down at Xue Tian'ai with disdain as he spoke.

Dog literally could not fathom any reason he could possibly lose. Judging by the cars alone, his modified Portofino was vastly superior and far more powerful in performance than Xue Tian'ai's ordinary backup Portofino.

Coupled with the fact that Dog believed even in his worst condition he wouldn't lose to an amateur pretty boy like Xue Tian'ai, and considering he was intimately familiar with the road conditions of the Ter Mountain track, he felt he had every advantage going for him— heaven's time, earth's convenience, and human harmony! Therefore, once he arrived at the track, he had been arrogant to the extreme.

The other participating contestants nearby were also aware of the wager between Xue Tian'ai and Dog. Thus, when they caught sight of Cen An'ai's pure, lovely, and mesmerizing face, they all felt a twinge of envy toward Dog. Naturally, they didn't believe Xue Tian'ai could beat a professional driver, meaning a beauty like Cen An'ai would undoubtedly become Dog's bedmate for the night. How could anyone not envy that? If they had known, they would have gone to pick a fight with Xue Tian'ai earlier too.

"Just run a bit faster later. I'll let you get a one-minute head start," Xue Tian'ai said coldly.

"Hahahahaha! Are you kidding me, telling me to take a one-minute head start?" Hearing those words from Xue Tian'ai, Dog burst into an even more arrogant fit of laughter. None of the other racing drivers would dare ask him for a one-minute head start, yet an amateur like Xue Tian'ai had the audacity to make such a boast?!

Because Dog had left his car's public chat channel open, the other drivers could also hear the conversation between him and Xue Tian'ai. Upon hearing Xue Tian'ai's preposterous remark, they all shook their heads. A layman was always a layman; even with the race about to start, he was still putting on a pretentious act.

"Just get ready to strip naked and bark like a dog~" Xue Tian'ai smiled disdainfully, rolled up his car window, closed the in-car channel, and gently leaned back into the driver's seat, closing his eyes to rest and conserve his energy.

"Hmph! You can only talk big for now!" Dog sneered contemptuously, then adjusted his posture to get ready for the race.

"Brother-in-law, can you win?" Cen An'ai asked, pulling worriedly on Xue Tian'ai's arm from the passenger seat.

"Would I lose?" Xue Tian'ai smiled faintly, looked at Cen An'ai with absolute confidence, and said, "When your brother-in-law was playing with cars, that dog probably hadn't even learned how to speak yet. Do you really think I could possibly lose?"

Seeing Xue Tian'ai's expression, Cen An'ai's heart inevitably settled down. In the end, she chose to trust her brother-in-law! After all, her brother-in-law was someone who could even dodge bullets!

A sexy woman holding a red flag walked over to the side of the starting line, and the countdown timer on the big screen began to display the numbers. Clearly, the race was about to start!

Watching the countdown on the screen, Cen An'ai's heart grew increasingly tense. She felt as though she was constantly surpassing her limits tonight—not only breaking the rules to go out and play in the middle of the night for the first time, but also diving into something of this scale right off the bat... The sense of thrill and tension flooded her entire being.

"Three!" "Two!" "One!" "The race begins!" The big screen scrolled with Chinese characters formed by LED lights.

The very instant the four characters "The race begins!" appeared on the screen, the woman holding the red flag swung it downward!

At that exact moment, the screeching sound of tires gripping the pavement erupted simultaneously from six Ferrari Portofinos! Then, the six extravagantly colored Portofinos catapulted off the starting line like cannonballs! The deafening, exaggerated roar of engines and the dazzling glare of headlights ignited the atmosphere of the entire underground racing track!

However, while the other six cars bolted away as if every second counted, a pure black Portofino remained motionless at the starting line. Yes, Xue Tian'ai didn't make a single move; he simply continued to lean lazily in the driver's seat, eyes closed in repose.

When Dog saw that Xue Tian'ai's car was still parked there, a profoundly vulgar and obscene smile spread across his face! It looked like he was definitely going to win tonight!! Meanwhile, the other contestants shook their heads upon seeing the black Ferrari still rooted to the starting line. Did this amateur not even know how to start a car?

Tang Fangling and the other three women in the indoor lounge were on the verge of a mental breakdown. They had no idea what Xue Tian'ai was playing at! The race had clearly started already! Why wasn't he moving?!

"Hahaha, look at that black Ferrari, see if it moves..."

"I wonder if any fools actually bet on that clown to win tonight! I told you he's just an amateur clown!"

"Trash will always just be trash! Why insist on playing the hero in someone else's territory?"

"Hahahahaha..." Catcalls of mockery and mocking chatter erupted among the surrounding spectators upon witnessing this scene.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Cen An'ai looked calm on the surface, but inside, she was already frantic with anxiety. She hadn't expected Xue Tian'ai to actually give those people a one-minute head start... Just how far could a racing driver get in a single minute? Could her brother-in-law really catch up and win?

"Brother-in-law, it's almost been a minute. Aren't we going to drive yet?" Cen An'ai watched the tail lights of the six Ferraris vanish from her line of sight, and finally reached out to gently nudge Xue Tian'ai as a reminder.

"Don't worry. Even if we give them a two-minute head start, the outcome has already been decided... An'an, get ready and fasten your seatbelt. Your brother-in-law is going to let you experience what real street racing is today!" Xue Tian'ai clapped his hands together. His previously lazy expression instantly turned solemn and serious, and his gaze sharpened into something intensely cold in a split second.

The next instant, the black Ferrari sports car shot forward from the starting line like a bullet propelled by hydrogen flames. The thunderous roar of the engine instantly drowned out all the mockery and chatter from the crowd! In a mere blink of an eye, the pure black Ferrari vanished entirely from the view of the cameras!

Although Cen An'ai was mentally prepared, Xue Tian'ai's sudden, explosive acceleration still frightened her little heart out of her chest! Her petite body was pressed tightly against the passenger seat, and her heart began to hammer wildly against her ribs!

"Bro... Brother-in-law..." Cen An'ai had always been a well-behaved girl; where had she ever ridden in a car moving this fast? Furthermore, looking at the numbers on the speedometer, the car was still accelerating ferociously without the slightest intention of slowing down!

"Hold on tight, An'an. The person driving you right now is the number one in the world!" A cold smirk played at the corner of Xue Tian'ai's mouth as he slammed his foot all the way down on the accelerator!

Xue Tian'ai's show had officially begun!