Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 459: I Want to Drive

When Xu Xiangbei was leaving the KTV, he ran into Qiao Jun who was hailing a cab.

Qiao Jun was holding a liquor bottle, unable to walk straight. He had drunk a lot while sitting during the performance earlier, and Coach Big Beard and Big Shrimp were supporting him on both sides.

Upon seeing Xu Xiangbei, Qiao Jun’s eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and his gaze became fierce and malicious. He suddenly charged at Xu Xiangbei, raising the liquor bottle in his hand to smash it towards him.

Monica and Shan Mingzhi, behind Xu Xiangbei, let out gasps of surprise.

A trace of a cold smile appeared at the corner of Xu Xiangbei’s mouth. He lifted a foot, kicking Qiao Jun’s wrist and sending the liquor bottle flying into a flower bed by the roadside, shattering it into pieces.

Coach Big Beard and Big Shrimp were too frightened to approach, afraid of causing a misunderstanding with Xu Xiangbei. They stood far away and shouted, "Coach Qiao, don’t make a move. You’re not his match."

Coach Big Beard added a bit of forethought, shouting to Xu Xiangbei, "Dr. Xu, this has nothing to do with us. He’s just drunk and acting crazy. Don’t take it seriously with him; he’s Iron Head’s master, please show some restraint."

The more they tried to persuade him, the more Qiao Jun’s hostility surged, intoxication fuelling his arrogance. He roared, "Bullshit, how would I know if I’m his match if we don’t fight? I say he’s not my match either."

Hearing Coach Big Beard’s reminder, Xu Xiangbei shook his head. The fists he had clenched loosened, and he tossed the keys to Shan Mingzhi: "Bring my car around and get Monica inside first, don’t let her get scared."

A gust of wind sounded in his ear, and Qiao Jun kicked over with lightning speed. After all, he was a martial arts coach, though he had neglected his true skills over the years in favor of exploiting students for extra money, he still had some foundation.

Without lifting his eyelids, Xu Xiangbei performed a roundhouse kick. In the instant that Qiao Jun’s kick missed, Xu Xiangbei’s foot landed squarely on Qiao Jun’s chest, sending him flying backward like a sandbag, landing in the flower bed beside the shattered bottle.

Qiao Jun fell into the greenbelt and then made no sound. Coach Big Beard and Big Shrimp exchanged glances, their faces grim: "Oh no, did we kill him?"

They hurriedly helped Qiao Jun up, plucking the holly leaves off his head.

Coach Big Beard anxiously shouted, "Hurry, is he still breathing?"

Big Shrimp pressed his ear against Qiao Jun’s mouth and nose, feeling the warm breath, a look of joy appearing on his thin face, his small eyes spinning: "He’s still alive, still alive."

Suddenly, Qiao Jun rolled his eyes, his chest and abdomen convulsing violently.

Big Shrimp looked dumbfounded at Qiao Jun’s open mouth, detecting a foul odor emanating from it. He covered his own mouth distastefully, unexpectedly facing Qiao Jun’s gaping mouth as he sprayed uncontrollably.

Splat, all the filth spewed onto Big Shrimp’s face.

Big Shrimp felt like he had fallen into a cesspool, the stench making him retch violently on the ground.

Standing beside them, Coach Big Beard also felt a twitch in his chest and abdomen...

Xu Xiangbei quickly fled far away.

At this moment, Shan Mingzhi had already brought the silver Porsche over. Shan Mingzhi didn’t get out from the driver’s seat but rather pushed open the front passenger door: "President Xu, get in the car."

Xu Xiangbei looked curiously at Shan Mingzhi: "You want to drive?"

With an expression of excitement, Shan Mingzhi said, "I’ve never driven such a nice car before, President Xu, just let me drive once."

Monica in the back seat sneered, "Do you have a license?"

"I’ve just never driven such a good car. Normally, I just drive my little POLO."

With the sound of retching from behind, Xu Xiangbei quickly got in the car and closed it, finally letting out a sigh of relief: "Let’s get out of here quickly, this place has been contaminated by them, almost making me sick to death. Go ahead and drive, but be careful; this is a limited edition Porsche."

With Xu Xiangbei’s permission, Shan Mingzhi shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator. The Porsche’s engine roared like thunder, merging into traffic like a silver bolt of lightning.

Shan Mingzhi first dropped Monica off at home, then took Xu Xiangbei back to Thunderbird Company.

Shan Mingzhi drove with uncanny proficiency, his movements as fluid as flowing clouds and water. Xu Xiangbei, who was initially worried that Shan Mingzhi couldn’t handle the Porsche, realized Shan Mingzhi’s skills exceeded his expectations.

However, when they were two streets away from the company, Xu Xiangbei felt something was off.

His extraordinary hearing could detect even a mosquito flying in the car, allowing him to catch it with scissor-like fingers and kill it.

He heard Shan Mingzhi’s breathing becoming particularly rapid, his heartbeat accelerating to twice the normal rate, indicating that his blood pressure was skyrocketing.

Xu Xiangbei looked at Shan Mingzhi in surprise. Shan Mingzhi’s face was flushed like blood, his eyes were bloodshot, and a demonic grin appeared on his face.

What’s going on? This kid is not drunk. Xu Xiangbei could conclude Shan Mingzhi hadn’t drunk deeply.

There was no smell of alcohol from his mouth, and the whole night he had been chatting with Monica, who disliked drunken people. Shan Mingzhi mostly drank beverages containing trace amounts of alcohol.

Within an extremely short time, the car speed rose to 180 mph, and Shan Mingzhi showed no signs of slowing down, continuing to press the accelerator.

Xu Xiangbei nervously asked, "Shan Mingzhi, what’s wrong with you, kid? Are you possessed? Slow down, slow down."

Shan Mingzhi’s eyes and face were engorged with blood. He ignored Xu Xiangbei’s words, and that was when Xu Xiangbei realized Shan Mingzhi’s gaze was vacant, more like he had entered a state of furious distraction.

Though in a trance, he seemed very familiar with the road, laughing maliciously as he accelerated towards the outer wall of Thunderbird Company’s parking lot.

Xu Xiangbei almost opened the door to jump out but couldn’t bear to watch Shan Mingzhi crash and die. Without time to think, he pressed his fingers in a needle-like gesture against the wind pool point at the back of Shan Mingzhi’s head, injecting a sliver of cold Inner Strength.

The Reversal of Heaven and Earth, one of the Heaven-Defying Eight Needles, infused with ice attributes, could help in focusing and enhancing attention.

Clearly, Shan Mingzhi’s brain needed cooling.

A thread of cold Inner Strength rapidly circulated in Shan Mingzhi’s brain meridians, and stimulated by the icy energy, he instantly snapped out of his trance.

The rapidly flashing car lights streaked past him like lightning, with the wall of the distant parking lot rushing towards him. He screamed in terror, slamming on the brake.

Fortunately, the Porsche is equipped with emergency deceleration protection and an anti-lock system, stopping smoothly just over ten meters away, with less than a meter from the parking lot’s outer wall.

Xu Xiangbei crossed his arms to protect his chest, drenched in cold sweat.

At a collision speed of 200 mph with a wall, even if Inner Strength could really protect him, it might not be effective.