Supremely Talented Tyrant

Chapter 1830 - 2031: Let Me Show You What Real Driving Skills Are!

In that split second, less than a second at all, Qiao Ge and his crew didn't even have time to react. Hearing the roar of the engine and then eating a nose full of dust, smelling the car exhaust, they watched helplessly as the car sped away before their eyes.In that moment, a flash of temper surged within Qiao Ge, and he furiously shouted, "Damn it, everyone get in the car, get in and chase!"

For someone of his social status, unlike Zhang Hao who hangs around in school, having a car was a given. Moreover, he ran an arcade right next door, so naturally, his car was parked nearby.

They had come prepared tonight; everything was ready. Anticipating that Liang Xiaohan might try to escape, they had even prepared the cars in advance. As soon as they saw Hao Jian drive away with Liang Xiaohan, Qiao Ge shouted, and the group quickly ran towards the cars, a swarm of people swiftly jumping in.

This all happened within seconds; a crowd of people instantly got into the cars and chased after Hao Jian's vehicle. Qiao Ge sat in the lead car, angrily kicking the driver.

Enraged, he shouted, "You useless idiot, damn it, drive faster, catch up with that car in front, did you hear me? If you don't catch up, I'll ruin you."

That underling, despite being scolded and kicked by Qiao Ge, didn't dare say a word, flooring the gas pedal, the car's speed reaching a new height. If it went any faster, the car might just take off. With a helpless look on his face, the lackey thought to himself, they're driving a supercar while I'm stuck in a van. No matter how fast a van goes, it can't keep up with a supercar.

But he only dared to think about it in his heart; he certainly didn't have the guts to say it out loud, especially not when Qiao Ge was in a rage. Saying it now would be asking for trouble.

Hao Jian drove leisurely, watching the seven or eight vans chasing him in the rearview mirror, a smile spreading across his face. He just drove casually, while the people chasing him were giving it their all. Sometimes the difference is this apparent; the gap emerged right from the starting point.

Slowly pressing the gas pedal, his speed had dropped, but the cars behind still couldn't catch up. Looking back, it was like bicycles chasing a motorcycle; the scene was just about the same.

At this moment, Liang Xiaohan's gaze suddenly lingered on Hao Jian, her face breaking into a smile as she asked, "You knew they were at the school gate, right? That's why you waited for me downstairs, and as soon as I came down, you got me out of there."

Hao Jian didn't reply, just turned to look at Liang Xiaohan and nodded. The answer was already obvious; saying more would be redundant—silence was the best way to show off.

Liang Xiaohan couldn't help but smile again and asked, "Actually, you have the ability to deal with them, right? Even if they have numbers, they're definitely not your match. You...just want to play with them."

Hearing this, Hao Jian silently sighed in his heart. This girl's mind really wasn't like the others; even she figured this out, how interesting.

Since it was a game, he couldn't pull too far ahead. At the right moment, after moving out of an area heavily monitored by traffic police, he gradually slowed down, allowing Qiao Ge and his gang to catch up.

With the speed reduced, the eight vans quickly caught up. Intentionally, Hao Jian let Qiao Ge's car come parallel to his. At that moment, Qiao Ge had someone roll down the window and he shouted angrily at Hao Jian.

"Damn it, you got the guts to get out here and fight? You coward!" Qiao Ge shouted quickly.

Then the group in the car hurled sneers at Hao Jian and said some suggestive things to Liang Xiaohan. Hao Jian's expression didn't change a bit, and Liang Xiaohan also remained calm.

Honestly, this kind of talk could only provoke some mentally immature high school punks; it had absolutely no effect on someone seasoned like Hao Jian. Being the last one laughing was what mattered the most. All the trash talk now was useless; soon enough, it'd be their turn to cry.

Seeing that even after cursing him, Hao Jian didn't react, Qiao Ge got even angrier, directly telling the driver, "Damn it, ram into them, wreck his car!"

As he said this, his eyes were filled with fury, not realizing that Hao Jian was driving a limited edition Rolls-Royce supercar. Even if he sold everything he owned, he couldn't afford to pay for a single tire.

The moment he said this, a cloud of fear suddenly swept over the driver's face. Qiao Ge might be blinded by rage, but he wasn't. He recognized that it was indeed a limited edition Rolls-Royce supercar. Forget limited edition, just seeing the Rolls-Royce emblem made his legs weak.

A car like this, he probably couldn't afford in his lifetime. And now Qiao Ge was ordering him to crash into it. Oh dear, that's a limited edition Rolls-Royce supercar. Just scraping a bit of paint would be something he couldn't afford. If they really smashed into it, he'd be doomed; if the owner pursued them later, he'd never be able to pay them back in his lifetime.

Though Qiao Ge gave the order, the fact remained that he was the one driving. If they got pursued later, he wouldn't have a word to defend himself.

So, he showed a timid expression and looked at Qiao Ge, saying with a bit of fear, "Qiao Ge... this, this..."

Qiao Ge might have been overwhelmed with anger, completely unaware of the little brother's underlying meaning, and simply assumed he was scared. In fury, he kicked him fiercely into the passenger seat, then grabbed the steering wheel and moved into the driver's seat.

He looked at the kid with a scornful look, then sat properly and slammed the gas pedal to the floor, aggressively steering the van towards Hao Jian's car.

Watching Qiao Ge's van suddenly speed up, a smile appeared on Hao Jian's face. Guns? Fists? Martial arts? It seemed he had never been afraid of anyone, nor had he lost to many. Similarly, when it came to driving skills, he hadn't lost to many either!

With a smile on his face, he said, "Hold tight!"

Then, just as Qiao Ge's van was about to crash into him, he slammed the gas pedal and turned the steering wheel. In an instant, the supercar shot forward, and the van that was supposed to crash into him missed entirely.

Immediately, Hao Jian turned the steering wheel, sharply reversing the car, then shifted gears to drive in reverse. Qiao Ge barely stopped his van from crashing into the roadside barrier, then saw Hao Jian reverse the car while flipping him off through the front mirror.

This... He was already furious at not crashing into Hao Jian just now, and seeing Hao Jian flipping him off added fuel to the fire. As a man's pride, how could he endure this? How could he tolerate it? Hao Jian was clearly taunting him! To endure this would mean he wasn't a real man.

At this moment, the other seven vans had already approached, and with a single glance from him, the little brothers in the vans immediately understood, quickly accelerating to surround Hao Jian. You could see an image on a suburban road of eight vans and one super cool supercar.

However, the eight vans had skillfully surrounded the supercar, trapping it from all sides, leaving no room for the supercar to escape.

At this moment, Qiao Ge had a sly smile on his face. Damn it, aren't you arrogant? Let's see how arrogant you are now. I've got you surrounded; at worst, I don't care if I lose my car, I'll take us both down and see who comes out on top.

Just thinking this, he suddenly waved his hand, and all the cars' speed suddenly surged to the limit, preparing to destroy Hao Jian's supercar.

Then, with a wave of his hand, like arrows leaving the string, all eight cars from various positions charged at Hao Jian simultaneously.

At this moment, Liang Xiaohan showed a worried face, but when she saw Hao Jian's carefree demeanor, and the confident smile on his face, all her worries disappeared.

Sometimes, a man's confident smile and gestures exude an irresistible charm.

The eight cars came crashing in all at once, formidable like eight fierce beasts.

However, even so, there was no sign of worry on Hao Jian's face. His lips curled into a smile as he lightly tapped the gas and brake pedals, alternating, and held the steering wheel.

He was waiting for a moment, and once that moment arrived, he would show them the artistry of his driving skills.

His eyes didn't blink. Even though it was night, all the cars' headlights were on, lighting up the scene brightly.

"Alright."

The two words suddenly popped out of Hao Jian's mouth, just as the car in front was about to crash, with the other cars only a few meters away.

He suddenly slammed the brake and sharply turned the steering wheel in his hands.