Following the two cars ahead, Tang Guo arrived at the Wolf Mountain racetrack, only to regret her decision. This wasn't just a racetrack—it was more like a gladiatorial arena.
Located in the outskirts of Yanjing at the foot of Wolf Mountain, the once barren land was now crammed with various cars. Most were cheap Xiali and Jetta models, even minivans and trucks, but there were also top-tier sports cars like Ferraris and Maybachs.
The atmosphere was chaotic, with AC/DC's "Let There Be Rock" blasting at ear-splitting volumes, and people dressed in all sorts of bizarre outfits. They smoked, drank, shouted, cursed, kissed openly, and even had a couple engaging in live sex.
There were also well-dressed rich kids and urban professionals, tired of bars and KTVs, seeking the deadly thrill of speed here. Shedding their daytime decency, they were wilder than the lowest of thugs and more promiscuous than the cheapest prostitutes.
Tang Guo was shocked by this place brimming with hormones. She sat in her car, mouth agape, eyes wide in disbelief. She had never encountered such a scene before, never imagined such people existed.
Feeling lost and overwhelmed, she prepared to greet them and leave. Just then, the bald guy with a row of silver earrings walked over to her car and said, "How do you like this place? Exciting, right?"
"I don't like it," Tang Guo shook her head.
"Don't like it? No way! This is paradise for us. You'll love it after a few more visits."
"No, I need to go back." Tang Guo started her car, ready to leave.
"Go back? That's not fair, girl. We brought you all this way, and you leave without a race? What do you take us for? Whether you like it or not, we'll race first, then you can go. Besides, aren't you bored of that same old track? Isn't a mountain road more thrilling?" The bald guy persuaded, both hard and soft.
Tang Guo hesitated. She had come to see the legendary Wolf Mountain racetrack and to drive on the winding roads. But she hadn't expected this scene and couldn't adapt to it.
Seeing her hesitation, the bald guy pointed to the crowd, "These people are beasts, don't treat them as humans. If you can't stand it, just close your eyes."
Tang Guo wavered, but seeing the bald guy's persistence, she thought it was better to get it over with. "Fine, let's get this over with."
"No can do. We have to wait for the next round. Someone's already up," the bald guy pointed at two cars ready to race.
Hiring a bodyguard who couldn't drive?
This wasn't a bodyguard—it was a burden.
Shen Mo Nong searched for Wolf Mountain on the GPS while feeling increasingly frustrated. If it weren't for his ability to take down Wang Bo, she would've kicked him out of the car right there. Now she was the one driving him.
Shen Mo Nong had never been to Wolf Mountain and had to rely on the GPS. She called Tang Guo twice, but there was no answer, increasing her anxiety.
"Wow, so beautiful—our village doesn't have houses like these—"
"So many cars. More than the bicycles in our county—"
"The women wear so little, even less than Widow Wang in our village—"
"Wow, the buildings are so tall, 1, 2, 3, 4—I'm dizzy—"
Shen Mo Nong was anxious, but Ye Qiu kept marveling at the city's nightscape through the car window. His excitement and exclamations finally made her snap, "Shut up!"
"Oh," Ye Qiu replied obediently. "Where are we going?"
Shen Mo Nong realized she hadn't told him why they were out. Feeling a bit guilty for yelling at him, she softened her tone, "We're going to find Tang Guo. She's racing at Wolf Mountain, which is very chaotic and dangerous. Almost every day there are fights, and every week major violent incidents, even deaths. She didn't answer my calls, so I'm worried something's happened."
The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became, and she accelerated again.
Seeing Shen Mo Nong's distress, Ye Qiu felt sorry for her and said, "Sister Shen, don't worry. Miss Tang will be fine."
Hearing this man she just met today call her "Sister Shen," Shen Mo Nong frowned slightly but didn't reject it outright.
When they finally reached the Wolf Mountain racetrack, guided by the loud noise, they immediately spotted Tang Guo's red Ferrari. It was lined up with a silver Porsche, surrounded by a crowd of cheering spectators, all excited by the sight of a pretty girl with an expensive sports car.
"Girl, according to the rules, you need to have someone in your car. I have my lady here. Want me to find you a girl?" The bald guy said, gesturing to the heavily made-up woman next to him, whose exposed chest made Tang Guo feel self-conscious.
"Can I race without anyone? I don't know anyone here," Tang Guo said, feeling overwhelmed.
"No worries. I'll introduce you to a handsome guy. If you win, you can take him to a hotel tonight. Or if you prefer girls, that can be arranged too. Many women here swing that way—"
"I don't want that," Tang Guo shook her head vigorously. She had no interest in women.
Men? The young miss Tang had never tried.
"No can do. Rules are rules," the bald guy said impatiently.
"Let's not race and go back," Shen Mo Nong said as she approached Tang Guo's Ferrari.
Seeing another stunning woman join, the crowd's excitement peaked. Shen Mo Nong's refined beauty and aloof demeanor intensified the men's desire to conquer her, resulting in a frenzy of wolf whistles and obscene gestures. Some men, driven mad by her presence, began mechanical humping movements with their partners.
Shen Mo Nong was a woman who could ignite a man's passion.
"Sister Mo Nong, why are you here?" Tang Guo exclaimed happily.
"I came to get you. Let's leave, it's too chaotic here," Shen Mo Nong suggested.
"Okay," Tang Guo agreed, but the bald guy blocked her car. "Hey, move. I'm not racing."
"No racing? Girl, do you know the rules here? If you're here, you have to race. If you forfeit, you leave your car," the bald guy sneered.
The car was a birthday gift from her father, and Tang Guo couldn't bear to leave it.
Shen Mo Nong glared at the bald guy, "Forcing someone to race is illegal."
"Illegal?" The bald guy laughed. "Brothers, she wants to forfeit. What do you say?"
"Take the car!"
"Take the car!"
"Take the car!"
The crowd's chant of "take the car" grew louder and more fervent.
Seeing the mob's reaction, Tang Guo gritted her teeth and said, "Fine. I'll race you."
"That's more like it. Girl, didn't you say you didn't know anyone? This woman just arrived," the bald guy pointed at Shen Mo Nong, his eyes gleaming with lust. If tonight went as planned, he might get a chance to taste her.