Moon Bushan Racing

"One month ago, the world's top assassin organization "Dark Shadow" took on an extremely lucrative mission with the target located in Jier City. The identity of the client remains unknown."

"So these people are all members of that 'Dark Shadow' organization?"

"No. Only the sniper is. The rest are mercenaries without any organizational affiliations."

After listening to Ye's report, Ye Bufan knocked on his head with his fingers and said, "Call Xuanyuan to take his men and dismantle this organization. Bring their leader back to me while you're at it. Notify No. 1 to No. 100 as well to provide full support to Xuanyuan's operation."

Although going through minor tribulations every three days and major ones every ten was an inescapable calamity that all protagonist parents must endure, Ye Bufan would not let anyone who dared to assassinate him off the hook.

Over the years, Ye Bufan had gone through over a thousand big and small accidents, gaining quite a bounty in return. He already had over a hundred robots in his possession.

He did not think much of a mere assassin organization.

【Ding. Congratulations Host on successful self-rescue, gained 100 Self-Rescue Points and 1 robot. Obtained 1 Wisdom Lowering Halo as well】

【Wisdom Lowering Halo: Anyone smarter than you will have their intelligence lowered to your level upon encountering you. Those less intelligent remain unaffected】

What the hell is this? System come out and explain. Do I even need something like this?

Is there anyone in this world more intelligent than me?

The System ignored Ye Bufan's raging questions and chose to remain silent.

Seeing the System playing dead, Ye Bufan was not bothered and continued browsing.

"What the f**k, how did Ye Feng's Luck Value increase? System come out and explain."

Originally Ye Feng's Luck Value was 3000. Then it was drained 60 points by the villain Zhou Luo. But now it showed 3040, a full 100 points increase.

【Reply to Host: The protagonist's Luck will continue to rise after obtaining aids, especially tremendous help from the female lead. Friendly tip: The higher the protagonist's Luck, the greater the tribulations Host shall face】

No wonder my head got blasted today. So that was the root cause.

Ye Bufan asked through gnashed teeth: "Is there really no other way? If this keeps up I'm afraid I'll soon start facing heavenly lightning tribulations. With my current gear, I can't handle magical damage!"

......

After a long silence, the System finally responded.

【There is a way, but it is not available to the Host currently due to insufficient Self-Rescue Points】

"How many Self-Rescue Points would it take?"

【10,000】

Ye Bufan looked at his balance, just over 5,000 Self-Rescue Points saved up through nearly ten years of scrimping and suffering.

It looked like he could not afford to hide any longer. It was time to venture out.

Towering on the outskirts of Jiang City, Yuecong Mountain's winding and treacherous mountain road made it stand out from the ordinary mountains around it.

From the foot to the peak, over a hundred large and small bends as convoluted as intestines wrapped in intestines. Among them twelve extremely dangerous turns that claimed over a dozen lives each year. It became a death road that everyone tried to avoid.

But that was only how ordinary people saw it. Ever since the Zhou family purchased Yuecong Mountain and transformed it into a racing circuit a few years ago, it had become a playground for the rich second generation.

Wealthy racers and professional drivers often came here seeking thrills under the night veil.

Like tonight, Yuecong Mountain seemed especially lively.

"Young Master Zhou, since you picked the location, etiquette dictates that we get to set the rules."

One ostentatiously dressed punk spoke to Zhou Luo. He was Wang Gebi, one of Jiang City's Four Big Debauchees, along with Zhou Luo from the Zhou family, Zhao Yi from the Zhao family, and Han Nian from a second rate family.

These days Zhou Luo had been terribly vexed by Ye Feng's matters.

He originally planned to find a girl at the club to vent out his bellyful of frustrations tonight. Who would have thought, just as he spotted one to his liking, three party poppers jumped out.

Now Zhou Luo's mood completely exploded. Getting bullied by the Son of Luck was one thing, but for these debauchees to think they could step over his head, that was intolerable.

In a fit, Zhou Luo suggested racing at Yuecong Mountain, using victory or defeat to decide ownership of the girl.

Naturally the club girl had no say in this. She was just a Z-list celebrity looking to land herself a young master. Any one of them here could catapult her into showbiz, so it mattered not who she went with.

As fellow Jiang City Debauchees, the other three could not possibly chicken out either. What influential scion would admit inferiority?

And so the crowd gathered at the foot of Yuecong Mountain. The passing convoy of luxury vehicles even attracted numerous eating-melon onlookers.

According to the wager, timing, location, and rules could not be determined by one side alone. Thus Wang Gebi's suggestion was perfectly reasonable. Zhou Luo never held these people in high regard anyway and naturally did not object.

"Fine. We'll follow convention rules. First to reach mountain top wins. But everyone must drive personally this time. Others who want to join in can still play. But let's be clear, this beauty's ownership will be decided solely among us four."

The racers did not necessarily have to be the debauchees themselves. More often than not it would be the professional racers employed by them, while the scions bet on the sideline like horse racing.

After all racing was a dangerous activity. A slight mishap could cost one's life. If the debauchees had to drive every time themselves, they would've long perished given their skill levels.

"Deal."

Zhou Luo had wanted to race himself to vent frustrations anyway, so he certainly would not turn down this proposal. Although not abundant in Villain Points, he still had enough to exchange for expertise in a single vehicle model.

Soon, a row of sports cars parked neatly at the starting line, eight in total. Aside from the Four Big Debauchees, four others had signed up as well.

As a charming girl raised a stocking up high and let it drop, the atmosphere instantly climaxed.

"Vroom!"

Zhou Luo slammed the gas pedal as his car shot forward, taking first place.

Right on his heel were four nameless racers, with Wang Gebi and the others further behind.

The competition up front was intensely fierce. All five cars stuck tightly together, overtaking each other in spurts.

The three trailing cars appeared totally relaxed, leisurely trailing far behind without any intention to overtake.

But Zhou Luo in the driver's seat realized something was off. Outwardly the four cars were strangers to one another, each minding their own race.

Yet all their actions towards Zhou Luo's car were meant to squeeze, ram, and block.

Sometimes two even sandwiched him from both sides. If not for Zhou Luo's superior skills, he would have long been forced out of the race.