Peerless Genius System

Chapter 412: Mine Doesn't Deserve to be Called a Car

Xiao Luo gazed sternly at Su Canye and did not utter a word.

Su Canye began to feel a little uncomfortable with Xiao Luo was staring at him, so he smiled sheepishly and asked, "Err, Brother-in-law, what are you staring at me like that? You're not t-thinking of… r-raping me?"

Su Canye had a genuinely frightened expression on his face, and he even crossed his hands to protect his chest, believing that Xiao Luo was going to do it.

What? Such a damn fool!

The expression on Xiao Luo's face said it all. He was that close to actually cursing Su Canye.

Taking a deep breath, he said, "Su Canye, do you still want your Bentley back, or not?"

"Yeah, even in my dreams! That's my magic weapon to pick girls up," Su Canye replied, nodding like a chick pecking grain.

"Then get down from the car and start negotiating for that race with Lei Shijian. I don't have the luxury of wasting my time with you here at Wild Wolf Mountain. We've got to end this early and head home," Xiao Luo growled.

"Hey, calm down, alright? Hold your horses, racing requires a special car and also gambling money. Let me give my friend a call. The car and gambling money is with him. Otherwise, what do I have to qualify us to compete with Lei Shijian?"

Su Canye responded, and couldn't help adding a snide remark. "Brother-in-law, it's not that I want to talk bad about you, but it's not good to be impatient. They say that impatient people will not last long in sex. Listen to my advice and change for the better, okay?" he said.

What the~! @#$%…

Xiao Luo felt the urge to dress him down with a deluge of expletives. Had they not been sitting in the car at that moment, he would have gladly shown Su Canye how it felt like getting his bum wrecked.

"Hurry up then and call your friend. Ask him to come quickly!"

"Alright…"

Su Canye casually took his phone out and dialed a number. "Hey, Short Life, where are you now? I'm already at the foot of the Wild Wolf Mountain. Hurry up and get your *ss over here," he said.

In the next second, Su Canye's expression changed abruptly.

"What, you can't come? Gawd, you got caught by your father for doing drugs! What, and now you're grounded? What the heck, what kind of coincidence is this?!"

"If you can't spare your car, then hit me with the money, or else, what can I use to compete with Lei Shijian if I have no money?"

"What the freak, Short Life, you're so f*ckin' unreliable. How can you choke up at such a crucial time like this?"

He then ended the call after a few snarls. After hanging up, Su Canye's expression was awful, and he looked like he had eaten a dozen kilos of dung.

Xiao Luo raised his eyebrows and looked at him ironically. "So, everything alright, I suppose?" he mocked.

Xiao Luo intentionally raised his tone to see how Su Canye would react and expected him to make a fool of himself.

"I got stood up by that *ssh*le."

Su Canye dropped the phone in despair, and he was seething. "He's grounded by his dad. He can't drive his car out, and his pocket money is frozen. The two million dollars he promised to lend me has just gone up in smoke," he cried.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk…" Xiao Luo rubbed it in and enjoyed every second it. It just went to prove that Su Canye was unreliable, so his friends would naturally be the same. It was true that "birds of a feather flock together."

"Brother-in-law, why don't we do it next time. I'll call you when I get the money and the car," Su Canye said.

What choice did they have? Without a suped-up car and enough funds for the bet, he wasn't qualified to compete with Lei Shijian and get a chance to win his Bentley back.

"I'm not coming back to this place. Since I'm already here, let's settle this right now, just so you won't bother me again. But I'm warning you, you better remember our agreement; otherwise, I will make this gear shift grow out of your butt," Xiao Luo said, meaning every word of it.

Su Canye glanced at the gear lever in the car, and his eyes nearly popped out; he even had difficulty gulping down his saliva. This thing "growing out from his butt," didn't it mean that he'd shove the gear stick up his b*tthole? Thinking about this, his rectum unconsciously tightened, and the hair over his entire body stood on ends. With a hurried and nervous smile, he said, "Brother-in-law, don't worry, alright, I will never tell my sister that you have a gun."

Xiao Luo ignored him, released the seat belt, and got off the car.

"Brother-in-law, where are you going?"

Su Canye felt his heart thumping as he wondered how Xiao Luo would negotiate the bet without the gambling money or a race car.

Xiao Luo disregarded the din around him and walked directly toward Lei Shijian.

Lei Shijian had his arm placed around the blonde girl's waist, rubbing her up and down. He was sitting on the bonnet of a Porsche sports car, chatting and laughing with his companions, surrounded by an admiring crowd of avid fans who kept a respectful distance. Evidently, Wild Wolf Mountain was their home ground.

As Xiao Luo walked into the circle, his entry caught everyone's attention…

Before he could reach Lei Shijian, two grim-looking burly fellows stepped in front of him and extended their hands to block his way.

"This area is exclusive to the Wild Wolf Mountain Motorsports!"

One of them said sternly, implying that the area was out of bounds to the likes of Xiao Luo, and he was not allowed to go any further.

Xiao Luo took a bank card from his pocket and said, "I want to race with your captain, Lei Shijian."

Hearing this, a look of sheer mockery appeared on their faces.

The burly man who had spoken earlier said, "Well, to compete with our captain, the bet is at least one million. Do you have one million in this card?"

"Do you think I'm here to make fun out of you?"

Xiao Luo snorted and raised his chin. "Tell Lei Shijian to talk to me. Let alone one million, even ten million won't be a problem," he retorted.

Ten million dollars?

The two burly men took a deep breath and suddenly took Xiao Luo more seriously. Xiao Luo was not a familiar face in the Wild Wolf Mountain, and they presumed that he could be some rich guy from elsewhere that decided to have fun after hearing about their famed road race.

"A moment, please!"

The contemptuous expressions of the two burly men changed, and the person who had spoken turned and walked towards Lei Shijian. He could be seen whispering into Lei Shijian's ear.

Su Canye came rushing over to Xiao Luo's side and asked, "Brother-in-law, are you out of your mind? We have no car and no gambling money. Lei Shijian will never agree to compete with us unless his brain has short-circuited."

"Isn't my car a car?" Xiao Luo hurled a question back at him.

Su Canye looked incredulously at Xiao Luo with his eyes wide open like he had just seen an alien, and his mind was a total blank, wanting to cry, but he had no tears. "Brother-in-law, don't tell me that you're gonna use this Trumpchi to compete with him, I will beat you to death if that's the case. 'Xiao Ye' here can be really cruel just so you know," Su Canye cried, thumping himself on the chest, referring himself as the "Little Young Master."

Could a Trumpchi be used to compete with him?

Wasn't that just pure tripe?

It would only take 3 seconds for Lei Shijian's sports car to accelerate from a standstill to a hundred miles per hour—it was a modified supercar. That local-made Trumpchi, on the other hand, would need at least ten seconds to do that, so the difference was significant. Even with Xiao Luo's superb racing skills, just being able to see his opponent's taillights would possibly be the best-case scenario!

As Su Canye stood there pondering all the things that could go wrong in their face-off against Lei Shijian, Xiao Luo gave him a kick in the butt and didn't hesitate this time. It was so painful that Su Canye almost bawled in tears, as it felt like getting spanked hard, and it hurt more than a penicillin shot. The message to Su Canye was clear—stop addressing himself as "Little Xiao Ye" to him again!

"Oh, isn't that Young Master Su? So, you're Young Master Su's friend. And I thought who'd be so lavish to not even care about millions of dollars. What brings you here today? Plan to win back your Bentley?"

It was Lei Shijian, who'd just walked over with the blonde girl in his arm and a cigar in his mouth.

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