Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 224, Section 015: Desperados Don't Get Envy
The flames from the explosion turned the underground garage a bright red, and the cracked floor and molten plastic emitted a pungent, acrid smell.

Flames shot into the sky, illuminating everyone and turning their faces red.

The fire alarm system had already started blaring, and the surrounding parked cars were shaken by the explosion. In an instant, it sounded like a swarm of insects chirping, with all the car alarms beeping and wailing.

The noisy environment always makes people feel anxious. Everyone stares at the burning fire, hoping that the other person will die, but also vaguely feeling that it would be a disservice to their carefully planned scheme if they died so easily.

But it was just a fleeting thought, because the flames didn't completely obscure their vision. The red sedan, like a desperate criminal, roared and stepped on the gas. Flames spread across the windshield, and the pale mask in the driver's seat, the deformed roof and hood were vaguely visible. Ignoring the fact that the engine was already overheating, it charged towards Wei Zheng and his group with a desperate, all-or-nothing attitude.

"Back off!"

Wei Zheng roared, and the heavy sword beside him was already ready. He swung it horizontally to the right, and with a burst of brute force, he lashed out at the red, fiery beast like he was throwing a baseball.

With the blessing of the incantation, his greatsword suddenly flashed with a white trail of light as he tried to collide with the car that was flooring the accelerator!

He didn't slash, he slapped! He wanted to stop the car in the most violent way possible!

The situation happened suddenly; the presence of the flames blocked the view of the three people blocking their way from behind.

Chu Pingqiu stared wide-eyed as he watched the two madmen collide like Mars colliding with Earth. Amidst the roar of the red sedan engine and Wei Zheng's furious shouts, two streams of air, one red and one white, clashed fiercely together.

"Clang!" Amidst the thunderous clang of metal striking metal, a wave of heat erupted.

The violent vortex spread out, shattering the car's headlights and half of its engine. Despite the violent impact, the car continued to move forward. Wei Zheng, caught off guard, had his heavy sword knocked away by the high-speed impact of the car. The terrifying grip prevented it from slipping from his hand, and his stable lower body was instantly uprooted like an old locust tree. He was thrown backward by the impact.

The car was in a terrible state, with shattered parts scattered on the ground. Its once nearly square body had been blasted into a right-angled trapezoid with a missing corner. The remaining headlights, like a one-eyed dragon, flickered, and the billowing black smoke resembled the desperate gasps of a dying man.

Jin Ziyue's airbags were forcibly deployed. Without even looking ahead, he immediately engaged the clutch, shifted into gear, and reversed. At the same time, he turned the steering wheel all the way to the left. Taking advantage of Wei Zheng's still-recovering state after being knocked back, he reversed and turned the steering wheel sharply to the right. The car nimbly reversed and spun around, pushing aside the car in its original position and shoving towards Xu Hong, Zhang Xi, and Chu Pingqiu.

Zhang Xi's eyes flashed, she didn't back down or give way, and immediately condensed two fireballs the size of basketballs in her hands.

Chu Pingqiu reached out to stop Zhang Xi and roared, "Damn it, this is too close! Do you want to accidentally hurt someone?!"

At the same time, he crossed his hands in front of him, then suddenly released them, his fingertips shooting out piano strings that instantly caught on nearby pillars, forming a piano string blockade.

Suddenly, Chu Pingqiu's face lit up with joy. This feeling was because the "Victory is in Sight" effect had been activated. Since this was an unequal battle with a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, the "Victory is assured" effect had been triggered ahead of schedule!
Behind them, Zhang Rang with his Thunder Leg had already caught up in mid-air, while A Song, spreading his wings and swooping down, bypassed the flames of the explosion and flanked the pillar from one side. The peerless loli plummeted like a meteorite, her right arm already swelled three times its normal size in the wind. This attack was like a thunderbolt!

At that moment, the red sedan, in reverse gear, nimbly twisted its turn and, accompanied by gusts of hot air, plunged into the pile of cars on the right.

Feng Qingqing punched the two-meter-thick pillar, scraping off countless cement and gravel, revealing the original steel bars inside the cracked pillar.

Zhang Rang's face lit up with joy.

Although this guy dodged Feng Qingqing's punch, being stuck in a pile of cars greatly limited his agility. In a car that could explode at any moment, it was practically suicide!

Zhang Rang leaped onto the roof of the car in a few steps and quickly jumped among the colorful cars.

Jin Ziyue's red sedan circled the pillar for half a turn, then somehow managed to push against two nearby cars, squeezing its rear out and rushing towards Chu Pingqiu and the others, only this time in reverse, with the rear of the car as the front!
Chu Pingqiu revealed a triumphant smile, and with a pull of his hands, all the faint piano strings of Zhou Sao came to life, instantly turning the eight strings into a net of interception!

The rear of the car hit the piano wire instantly, but it still struggled to keep going in their direction. The piano wire was stretched and deformed, but it still firmly caught the red sedan!

Chu Pingqiu shouted, "Caught in the net!"

Now it seems that the red car has indeed walked right into a spider's trap.

With the help of [Thigh Flesh Regeneration], Wei Zheng behind him had suppressed his internal injuries. Taking a deep breath, he was able to once again wield his heavy sword and slash from behind.

The red sedan, like a ferocious beast, rampaged recklessly; once it stopped, only relentless, violent bombardment awaited it.

Du Biao joined the battle last, and he was also moved by what he saw. The sharp friction of the tires and the dying engine seemed to be the man in the driver's seat roaring in despair in order to survive.

But so what?

Such is fate; can a person defy it?

Zhang Rang kicked from the side, but was swept away by the other party who suddenly opened the car door.

The rickety car door was completely twisted off during the speeding ride, revealing the rider in the driver's seat, who was in a hurry and barely wearing a pale mask.

Wearing a white shirt and casual pants, she must still look young.

To be able to attract the attention of the entire clan at such a young age, even in a hostile manner, is already quite remarkable.

Du Biao couldn't help but think, but his hands and feet didn't stop; he quietly changed the wording.

[Drawing a circle on the ground to imprison oneself]

His palms formed intricate hand seals, and he bit his finger, hiding behind him, quickly drawing on the ground with his blood.

Once the barrier is formed, the man will become a caged bird, truly unable to escape.

Although Du Biao was also curious about the past of such a fierce-looking man, it did not affect his determination to defend the Yuming clan.

The patterns of blood flowing became clearer and clearer. The teammates obviously knew that they were using this incantation, and they were shooing Jin Ziyue's nearly wrecked car around like headless flies.

Looking at the nearly completed cage formation, Du Biao couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Your era has ended, you prodigy!

Suddenly, the screeching sound of tires reached his ears.

He had been very careful to keep a safe distance from Jin Ziyue, so even if Jin Ziyue discovered his prison barrier, it was too late to stop him now.

That was Du Biao's original thought.

But when he met those eyes, his heart trembled involuntarily.

The windshield was shattered like snowflakes, and the charred paint and metallic frame testified to the car's appalling state. All the rearview mirrors were broken, and all the headlights were blown out, making it look like a deaf and bruised beast, with only a show of bravado left.

but.

But the man in the driver's seat, behind his pale mask, had eyes that showed no panic, no hysteria as one might expect, no murderous rage; in fact, they remained as calm as still water.

Du Biao couldn't help but shiver.

At this moment, the half-dead car, engulfed in flames, roared toward him, scattering parts all over the ground, and sparks flying as the steel scraped against the ground.

(End of this chapter)