Chapter 387 - 387: Drag Racing with the Blood Clan (3rd Update)
Chapter 387: Chapter 387: Drag Racing with the Blood Clan (3rd Update)
This is a ring road located in the suburbs of the city.
The population of Country S is not large, so once night falls, the more remote areas become nearly deserted.
But at this late hour, this freeway is bustling with activity.
Bright searchlights illuminated the area as if it were daytime.
At least a hundred uniquely styled heavy motorcycles were gathered here.
The roar of their engines was incessant, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of tire rubber and heavy exhaust fumes.
Mounted on the bikes were young men with sullen expressions and indifferent faces, often accompanied by a hot-bodied woman in shorts sitting behind them.
When Selina led Xue An and the others here, they couldn’t help but attract many fierce glances.
Selina paid no attention to these people and excitedly shouted, “Andre, I know you’re here, why don’t you show yourself?”
Following her words, the crowd parted to make way, and a three-meter-long giant motorcycle roared towards them at such great speed that it left trails of afterimages behind it.
Selina didn’t panic at all, her face even showed a hint of madness and excitement.
Click.
The motorcycle screeched to a halt just a few meters away from Selina, its front wheel almost brushing against her clothes, before it finally came to a stop.
Then came a soft voice from the rider, “It’s really you! Selina, why have you changed into this outfit?”
The speaker was a blond man with chiseled features, dressed in an impeccably tailored upscale suit, sitting on the motorcycle with an air of arrogance.
Selina laughed neurotically, “What? Don’t I look beautiful?”
Andre shook his head, “To be honest, it’s disgusting!”
He then turned his fierce gaze toward Xue An and the others standing behind Selina.
When he saw the curious look on An Yan’s face and the solemn expression on Quintina’s, his eyes lit up slightly before he coldly said.
“Who are they?”
Selina chuckled, “They’re all my friends!”
“Friends?” Andre’s mouth curled into a mocking smile as he pointed at Quintina.
“Aside from a Blood Clan Earl, the rest are just lowly humans. You actually say they are all your friends? The infamous little witch Selina, a Marquis of the Blood Clan, since when have you become so friendly?”
Andre’s tone was extremely haughty.
The crowd behind him burst into laughter, and then everyone’s eyes began to turn a strange, blood red.
All these motorcyclists were actually members of the Blood Clan.
And every one of them had considerable strength, at least at the rank of an Earl.
As for Andre, he radiated a powerful aura, a Marquis of formidable strength.
Such an aura made Quintina and the others turn pale.
Selina licked her lips excitedly, eager to see how Xue An would react.
She had brought Xue An and the others here on purpose.
Although Andre only possessed the strength of a Marquis, his father was a major figure in the Blood Clan Council.
Selina was hoping to use Andre as a means to rid herself of Xue An.
But Xue An did not respond to Andre’s words, instead looking interestedly at the motorcycle between his legs.
“A bunch of vampires gathering here every day for a race? How amusing!”
One of the vampires sneered dismissively, “Human, you think our Blood Clan races are the same as yours? These bikes are violently modified, their speeds are several times that of regular motorcycles! Fragile humans like you couldn’t possibly handle them!”
“Oh?” Xue An raised an eyebrow slightly, intrigued.
At that moment, Andre suddenly pointed at Xue An and said from above, “Human, are you interested in a challenge with me?”
“A challenge about what?” Xue An asked.
“Naturally, about racing motorcycles. If I win, your female companion and that Blood Clan Earl must stay!” Andre stated coldly.
“And if I win?” Xue An said calmly.
Xue An’s question was met with a chorus of sneering laughter.
“Actually thinking of beating Andre?”
“Heh, this human probably won’t even get the chance to see the tail lights of Lord Andre!”
Amid these voices, Andre said proudly, “If I lose, you can do whatever you want!”
Xue An smiled slightly, nodded, and then looked deeply at Selina.
“As you say, this place is indeed not bad.”
Originally feeling somewhat confident, Selina’s heart suddenly lost some of its assurance upon seeing Xue An’s smile.
Xue An then turned his head to look at Yan’er, smilingly said, “Yan’er, hubby will take you for a whirl.”
An Yan nodded without hesitation, “Mhm!”
By then, a member of the Blood Clan had already offered up his motorcycle.
It was a two-meter-long, all-red motorcycle, and just the deep roar of the engine was enough to exhibit the terrifying performance of the bike.
Xue An got on the bike, and An Yan obediently sat behind him.
Xue An twisted the throttle, and the engine roared to life instantly.
Xue An’s eyes brightened slightly, interestedly said, “To actually use runes in modifying motorcycles, you guys are quite creative!”
Andre was slightly taken aback by Xue An’s words, and his expression became a bit more serious.
This guy could actually discern the hidden secrets of these motorcycles, obviously not an ordinary person.
Just as Xue An had said, the key components of these motorcycles were all inscribed with the Blood Clan’s runes, and even in core parts such as the engine, various secret techniques were also integrated.
Only then were these performance monsters crafted.
At this moment, Andre spoke with a heavy voice, “Are you ready?”
Xue An smiled slightly, “Wait a moment!”
Then he turned to the Blood Clan member who had lent him the motorcycle, “Excuse me, where is the brake?”
This question rendered the surrounding dead silent, and after a moment, all the Blood Clan members burst into uproarious laughter.
“My god, isn’t this human here to joke around?”
“Knowing nothing and daring to race against Lord Andre? He’s really seeking death!”
Even Quintina, who originally had full confidence in Xue An, couldn’t help her eyelids twitching violently.
Only An Yan remained nonchalant, as if she didn’t care at all.
At that time, the Blood Clan member sneered, “This bike doesn’t have brakes at all.”
This was something the Blood Clan member had said on purpose.
However, Xue An simply smiled slightly, “Alright then!”
He then turned his head to look at Andre.
“I’m ready, let’s start!”
Andre snorted coldly, believing that Xue An was purely seeking death.
But An Yan’s staggering beauty made it hard for him to contain himself, so he gave a ferocious smile and twisted the throttle.
“Don’t blame me if you die!”
As he spoke, someone began to count down.
“Three!”
“Two!”
“One!”
“Go!”
As the words fell, Andre’s motorcycle shot out like an arrow from a bow, dashing away in an instant.
Xue An, however, was a full second slower.
In front of these monster bikes with a speed of at least a thousand kilometers per hour, a second’s difference was like a chasm.
Many Blood Clan members let out a burst of mocking laughter, all believing that Xue An had surely lost.
Selina even let out a sigh of relief.
As long as Xue An lost this race, she could brazenly ask Andre for help.