Zhang Heng knew there had to be a story behind Takeda Tetsuya, such as why he chose to give up the DK title at the last moment, why he divorced his wife and vowed never to touch the steering wheel again, and why he reconnected with his daughter after so many years …
The excuse of being addicted to gambling might work on a naive little girl like Ameko, but after spending so many sleepless nights with the seafood shop owner, Zhang Heng knew very well that this seemingly weak-willed man's self-control was stronger than anyone else's. He might have gambled on horses, but it was just for fun.
Every time he placed a few bets, he would stop no matter if he won or lost. A real gambler would never be so rational.
Sure enough, anyone who could make it to the international stage was no ordinary person.
To stand out from the crowd, talent and hard work were indispensable. Without self-control, there was no way one could become a top racer.
However, Zhang Heng had never asked Takeda Tetsuya about his story, not because he did not care, but because he was worried that he was not good enough to handle it.
At that time, his driving skills were still average, and he was still absorbing knowledge like a sponge. He had not completed Takeda Tetsuya's hellish drifting training, so Zhang Heng resorted to one of the more shameless methods in single-player games: stalling.
Relying on his super long gaming time, he deliberately avoided triggering the plot and buried himself in leveling up. Finally, his driving skills reached Lv.2, and he finished modifying the L300.
Actually, even if tonight's incident had not happened, he had planned to have a good talk with Takeda Tetsuya soon. Although they were not master and disciple in name, they were. The arrogant seafood shop owner may have said one thing, but his body was honest. Zhang Heng had long suspected it. How could the guy get so many orders with his current skills? What's more, each location was more remote than the last.
Later, he had secretly opened a styrofoam box and found out that it was labeled lobster, but inside were pebbles.
The so-called increase in deliveries was just an excuse for someone to adjust the pressure based on his progress.
… Let's hope it's not too late.
Zhang Heng ran to the entrance of Takeda Seafood with his bow and arrow slung over his back. To his surprise, he saw Ameko, who should be sleeping at this hour. Why was she here?
Ameko had arrived earlier than Zhang Heng by taxi. Before the car even came to a complete stop, she had already run out. Looking at the seafood shop engulfed in flames, she slumped to the ground.
Just as Zhang Heng was about to walk over and help her up, a tattooed man wearing sunglasses and black gloves jumped out of a dark blue Toyota Voxy not far away. He pulled Ameko up from the ground and dragged her into the car.
The girl struggled and screamed, and the taxi driver could not stand it anymore. However, as soon as he opened the door to help, a gun was pointed at his head.
The driver's courage immediately vanished into thin air. He did not dare to stay any longer. He hurriedly turned around and started the car, wishing that he could run as far as possible.
The people who got out of the Toyota Voxy were not worried that he would call the police, because they only needed two minutes to kidnap the target.
Unfortunately, things often went against one's wishes. In the next moment, something pierced through the night sky.
The man with the gun only heard a whooshing sound, and then a piercing pain came from his right hand, causing him to lose his grip on the gun.
An arrow that came out of nowhere had pierced through his palm.
His partner was shocked, wanting to put Ameko down and run, but Zhang Heng, who was hiding behind the bus stop, did not give him the chance. Narrowing his eyes, Zhang Heng loosened the taut bowstring in his hand, and the second arrow hit the other man's calf.
However, their partner in the Toyota Voxy reacted quickly as well. Using the two arrows, they immediately located Zhang Heng's position and quickly positioned the car in between them.
Zhang Heng knew that he had to take a risk. Using the hood on his shirt to cover his face, he jumped out from behind the bus stop and continued to shoot arrows at the car window to prevent the other party from using long-range fire on him. At the same time, he quickly looked for an angle to turn to the back of the car.
But there was still quite a distance between him and the Toyota Voxy. By the time he made a half turn, the two injured men had already knocked Ameko out, and they endured the pain as they dragged her into the car.
Zhang Heng's last arrow flew through the car door, brushing past the driver's seat before hitting the dashboard. The driver broke out in a cold sweat, but the door quickly closed.
The Voxy started up and sped towards the road.
Zhang Heng's mind was surprisingly calm. The direction he chose to move was not only to get to the other side of the Voxy, but also to get close to his L300 parked on the side of the road.
Seeing that the group was about to escape, he put away the bow and arrow in his hand and jumped into his delivery truck as fast as he could. When he got out of the truck, he was careful not to lock the door and left the key in the keyhole. This was to deal with any unexpected situations that might occur.
Now, these small details had bought him precious time.
Before Zhang Heng started the L300, he looked up at the rearview mirror. The Voxy had disappeared.
If anyone else encountered a situation like this, they would have to give up, but not Zhang Heng. For the past nine months, he had been delivering goods to a certain unscrupulous seafood shop owner every night, so he knew the area like the back of his hand. It was as if he had a 3D map in his mind.
He knew that there was a fork in the road about 300 meters in the direction the Voxy had left. Two seconds later, he heard the sound of tires grinding against the ground through the open window, and he knew that the other party had chosen to turn there.
Without wasting any more time, Zhang Heng started the engine and turned the car around. It took him less than four seconds to accelerate to 100km/h, and he arrived at the intersection in the blink of an eye. Zhang Heng did not slow down.
The L300 drew a stunning arc that did not match its bulky body. The next moment, it completed the turn, and Zhang Heng pushed the gear all the way to the end.
The motor that had been removed from the supercar roared in the dark.
In just 45 seconds, Zhang Heng had reached the second fork, but there was still no sign of the Voxy. Without hesitation, he turned again.
This was the most difficult moment. He had started a minute and a half later than the other party, so he could only rely on his own judgment for the first half of the journey. One wrong turn, and he would lose track of Ameko.
But Zhang Heng had no other choice. He could only trust himself and his old friend. The road ahead was more than three kilometers straight. Unless the other party was driving at an incredible speed, there was no way he could not even see the taillights when he turned around. So, Zhang Heng decided to change direction and complete the second drift. From the corner of his eye, he finally caught sight of the Voxy turning around again.
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