Chapter 1713: Younger Generation Extra (2): Took My Brothers to a Fight?
Chapter 1713: Younger Generation Extra (2): Took My Brothers to a Fight?
The autumn sky is cool and the water is cold, especially in the mountains, where the autumn wind chills the bone. Yet this cold can’t dampen the enthusiasm of those who come here for street racing.
They’re all young people in their early twenties, men and women gathered together. Racing cars inherently carry risk, and people at this age are prone to impulsivity. A patrol car parked not too far away, ready to intervene in case something goes wrong.
A few police officers are sitting in the car, keeping an eye on the situation outside.
"These kids have endless energy, organizing an outdoor racing event every ten days or so."
"As long as nobody gets hurt."
"I heard that the old-timers used to say that when Master Four was into racing cars, now that was madness. Luckily, he’s aged and after having kids, he rarely indulges in wild car races anymore."
"Speaking of which, do Master Four’s sons race cars?"
One person snickered and said, "Those two young punks aren’t even eighteen yet. They can’t even apply for a driver’s license."
"Luckily they’re not yet adults. I’m just worried that we’ll see a version 2.0 or 3.0 of Master Four in the future, and that would be insane."
...
While the patrol officers chat, the next round of races has started outside. They have no idea that Jiang Chengsi’s three kids are among the racers, all wearing baseball caps and windbreakers, worried about being recognized. Twins going out together are really too conspicuous.
Jiang Chengsi’s twins, like Jiang Jinsang’s younger brother, are in high school.
Boys naturally have a special affection for cars, and influenced by their father’s interests, the brothers quite like them too, but...
Being underage and without a driver’s license, they can’t drive and Jiang Chengsi doesn’t allow them to touch cars either.
One year, on their birthday, both brothers shared the same wish: to drive a car once.
"Dad, can’t we just play at your club for a bit?"
Jiang Chengsi nodded earnestly and agreed.
The brothers woke up early that day, excitedly going with him to the club.
In the end, their dad brought them two bumper cars from somewhere, "Your birthday wish, I’m fulfilling it for you."
The racing car they wanted to drive, but bumper cars? What is this nonsense?
Who are you trying to fool!
This evening, they begged their sister to take them out for some real action.
**
The two of them are currently cheering for one of the racing drivers, while a girl wearing a baseball cap leans against the railing by the roadside, playing on her phone.
The surrounding excitement seems irrelevant to her.
Even though these wild races are exciting, she has watched numerous top drivers race while growing up, and this kind of makeshift race doesn’t interest her at all. But her two younger brothers find it fresh and fascinating, insisting on joining in the fun.
Seeing her two brothers’ excitement, she glanced at the time and stepped forward to remind them:
"We can watch for no more than ten more minutes; then, we must go home."
"Got it!" The two brothers replied in unison, but their focus was on the cars, constantly shouting for encouragement.
She smiled somewhat helplessly, then turned to see a tall, pretty girl in the crowd holding a camera, quietly taking photos, standing out from the frenzied atmosphere and clearly not one for cars.
After taking a few shots, she retreated to the crowd’s edge, leaning against the roadside railing and reviewing the pictures.
The brothers’ supported racer was close to winning, but unexpectedly, another driver nearby suddenly accelerated, and their cars grazed against each other.
Sparks flew from the metal friction, and the onlookers collectively held their breath.
The originally leading driver instinctively slowed down, resulting in being overtaken right at the last moment!
Even a fool could tell the opponent cheated, but when that person got out of the car, the whole crowd cheered, and nobody was willing to voice the truth.
The brothers felt a bit angry and directly said:
"Winning a race through cheating, what kind of skill is that."
"Winning based on ability, that’s what matters."
...
Watching a race genuinely and seeing someone win through deceit is surely frustrating.
The brothers were so in sync, playing off each other’s words, quickly drawing others’ attention.
Especially the person who just won; he was in high spirits and being questioned made him somewhat annoyed. He walked over, sizing up the two, unable to make out their faces clearly due to the baseball caps and dim light on the mountain.
"Kid, not satisfied, huh?" The man arrogantly jabbed his finger at the brothers’ chests.
"Here, winning the race is the rule. If you’re not satisfied, race against me, or else..."
"Keep your mouth shut and stop with the nonsense."