rogue driver

"Come on, come on, haha, can't catch up, can you?" A pure black Ferrari streaked across the highway, disappearing into the darkness. Not far behind, a blue sports car followed closely.

A young man of about twenty sat in the black Ferrari, the speedometer already pointing to 400 km/h. The two cars were like ghosts in the night, almost disappearing in a flash.

Red taillights cast two streaks of red light that drifted away like ribbons in the darkness.

"Heh heh, the straightaway is just ahead. Let's see how you catch up. Damn it, you dare race me? You won't even know how you died!" The young man in the Ferrari roared with laughter.

Wild heavy metal music blared inside the car as a near 180-degree bend appeared before the Ferrari.

A smug smile crept across the young man's lips. He jerked the steering wheel and slammed on the brakes. The Ferrari, like a ghost, executed a beautiful drift at almost a 40-degree angle from its original trajectory, instantly plunging into a long straightaway.

In the distance, lights and the crowds beneath them were already visible. "Baby, activate super mode," the young man suddenly said, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Understood," a sudden voice echoed from inside the car. This car was equipped with a smart computer. At that moment, blue flames erupted from the Ferrari's two exhaust pipes. The Ferrari accelerated sharply, the immense inertia pressing the young man's body tightly against his back.

"God of Speed! God of Speed!" The deafening cheers outside penetrated the car window and reached the young man's ears. A smug smile returned to his lips.

"Awesome, so awesome!" In just a few seconds, the Ferrari's speedometer needle had already soared to over 500 km/h. What should have been a distance of tens of seconds was covered in just a dozen seconds by the Ferrari across the finish line.

As the car reached the finish line, the blue flames behind it disappeared. The young man slammed on the brakes, the tires screeching violently on the road, the car spun several times, and then came to a stop on the highway. All the

blue sports car could see were the Ferrari's red taillights, a result of its high speed. The young man got out of the car and yelled, "Awesome!" Just as he finished shouting, a brick fell from the sky and hit him squarely on the head, knocking him unconscious.

A dull thud followed, accompanied by sharp pain. In an ordinary room, a young man, no more than twenty years old, fell off his bed.

"Who, who hit me?" The young man, groggily opening his eyes after falling to the floor, let out a long sigh and cursed, "Fuck you, why is it another dream?"

Looking at the young man shaking his head and sighing, it seemed he would be content even if he died in that dream. This young man was named Zhou Xiaobao. He had once dreamed about why his father's surname wasn't Wei? Or rather, why the man his mother later married didn't have the surname Wei?

If that man also had the surname Wei, maybe one day he'd impulsively change his surname to follow suit? Zhou Xiaobao felt a bit dazed and sat on the bed, his mind wandering.

He was just twenty years old this year, but he wasn't studying anymore. It wasn't that he didn't want to study, it was just that he wanted to step into that sacred university gate, but that university gate wasn't open to him.

So Zhou Xiaobao had to say goodbye to the campus he envied. Don't misunderstand, he didn't envy the university for the knowledge and future; it was just that he'd heard that the girls in university were almost like prostitutes, dating for a few days and then sleeping together. His precious virginity was about to end.

Poor thing, twenty-year-old Xiaobao didn't even seem to know what a woman's hand felt like, except for the vegetable vendor auntie, of course. Shaking his head helplessly, Zhou Xiaobao flopped back onto the bed and fell asleep again.

Just as he lay down, a sudden tremor came from above, the whole bed rocking back and forth, the light switch on the ceiling swaying wildly. "Damn, are they having sex upstairs? The building's shaking!" Zhou Xiaobao thought maliciously.

Suddenly, a commotion erupted in the hallway, and the building's tremors seemed to intensify. "No way?! Such a commotion, did that guy upstairs eat Viagra like it's food this year?" Zhou Xiaobao lay solemnly on his bed, seriously pondering this question.

"Earthquake! Earthquake! Everyone get out!" The shrill voice of the old lady next door suddenly rang out. "Tch, an earthquake? Nobody believes you." Zhou Xiaobao, still half-asleep, rolled over onto his bed.

With a "smash," a broken alarm clock on his bedside table fell to the floor, and Zhou Xiaobao suddenly jumped up with a start. "Holy crap, an earthquake?!" Zhou Xiaobao snapped back to reality, not even noticing that the shaking in the room had subsided considerably. He slipped on his slippers, pulled on a pair of shorts, and rushed out the door.

Zhou Xiaobao lived on the seventh floor. When he reached the bottom, a large crowd had already gathered, all seemingly driven out of their homes by the sudden earthquake. Using the lights of the apartment complex, Zhou Xiaobao glanced around and immediately grinned.

Wow, this outfit is really beautiful! Zhou Xiaobao's eyes started to sparkle. It's summer now, and the heat at night means everyone sleeps in light clothing. The sudden tremor made everyone rush outside, and they didn't even have time to put on their clothes.

Many men, like Zhou Xiaobao, rushed down the street in their shorts. Well, Zhou Xiaobao came down to see the men, but he'd only just realized how many beautiful women were in this neighborhood; at least one was standing right next to him.

"Hey, could you help me block them?" The woman seemed to sense Zhou Xiaobao's almost fiery gaze and said softly, blushing.

Zhou Xiaobao nodded dazedly and stood in front of the woman. Their position was a bit off-center, so not many people were looking their way. Mainly, it was the woman's clothes… you can't just rush down in a silk nightgown…

A surge of heat rose in his heart, and Zhou Xiaobao dazedly thought of turning around to look. He'd seen quite a few beautiful sights just now. Uh, is there a difference between a silk nightgown and a transparent one?

Haha, looks like I'm going to have some good luck with women today. Zhou Xiaobao's daydreams continued, imagining how this beautiful woman would thank him for such a big favor.

Since the tremors had stopped, everyone stayed downstairs for a while. Although it was summer, it was still quite chilly in the early morning, so everyone couldn't stand it any longer and went back inside. Soon, there were only a few people left standing in the neighborhood. Zhou Xiaobao was about to speak when suddenly a sharp pain shot through his head.

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