It was in the middle of the night, on a mountain road of H City.
Parked by the mountainside were various luxury sports cars. Their lights were turned on, shooting out glaring white lights that lit the surroundings as if it were day.
The car stereos were blasting music as men and women howled like mad dogs to the drumming of the bass.
A sexy lady dressed in a bikini top and leather skirt stood on the roof of a Hummer, shaking her bootie to the beat of the drum, teasing all the men around.
Sounds of whistling, flirtation, taunting in jest, all blended in one.
This was a night to let loose!
“Place your bets, place your bets! Butterfly Blue faces off against East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God tonight!”
Just a short distance from the Hummer was a middle-aged man with a face full of scars yelling through a loudspeaker.
Car racing was an extreme sport, especially those illegal underground races. The death toll of those who died from such race was on the rise. Each and every one of those who participated in this joyriding knew very well that apart from the adrenaline brought about by speed, they were at a tug of war with Hades.
A limited edition blue Lamborghini Concept S pulled out from afar, parking at the side of the road.
“Butterfly Blue! Butterfly Blue!”
Several hundred were screaming in unison, rooting for their own idol.
Lamborghini Concept S was a worldwide limited edition sports car. Its value raked up to tens of millions. Those who could afford this type of car were not your average joe. Of course, everyone here knew that the driver of a Lamborghini Concept S was not short of funds. He or she only loved the thrill that came from racing.
Butterfly Blue appeared in the underground scene just one year ago, with battle statistics of 21 wins and 7 losses. The Lamborghini Concept S moved as though it was a butterfly sprouting wings was how the name Butterfly Blue came to be.
Hearing the cheers of the crowd, the Lamborghini Concept S blew its horn in return, stirring the crowd wilder.
“Blue God, show your face! We love you!”
“Blue God, would you dare to reveal yourself…”
“Blue God, come out! Blue God, come out…”
“Place your bets, place your bets! Butterfly Blue is up against East Tsim Sha Tsui’s No. 1 Racer God! This is a rare moment of a battle of speed!” Scar Face grabbed the right time to yell, drawing many in to place their bets.
The legendary racer, Butterfly Blue was as always, quietly waiting in the car by the roadside, responding only by honks, never intending to step out the vehicle.
“I firmly believe that Blue God’s a beautiful woman,” A young man with a face full of acne asserted.
“Tsk, Blue God isn’t some beauty. He must be a tall handsome man,” A woman in a flirtatious dress snorted.
“Blue God’s a beauty, I believe it with my heart and soul!” Acne face was firm on his view.
“It should be a handsome man! No wonder you don’t have a girlfriend, you’re short-sighted.”
“A beauty!”
“A handsome man!”
“A beauty!”
“A handsome man!”
Acne face and flirtatious woman was arguing until their faces were red, both sticking to their guns while trying to persuade the other.
“Quiet down! East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God’s here!”
A red Ferrari F430 arrived at incredible speed, accelerating towards the Lamborghini manned by Butterfly Blue.
Just as the crowd was about to scream in horror, the Ferrari F430 made a beautiful drift and stopped right next to the Lamborghini.
“Wow, East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God!”
Fans of East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God went ballistic, chanting Racer God’s name before moving to place their bets with Scar Face.
Contrasting from Butterfly Blue’s low profile, East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God indulged and basked in his fan’s passion. He got out his car and waved at his fans, earning him screams in return.
East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God appeared in the underground racing scene three years ago. His current statistics were 37 wins and 0 losses!
The race tonight was a challenge. Not only was there a professional betting house, but there was also a wager between the two drivers.
Butterfly Blue challenged East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God with 10,000,000 bucks, all for the sake of the Tsim Sha Tsui East Racer God title!
From experience, East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God had a better track record than Butterfly Blue, having never lost once. And this was the reason why he accepted Butterfly Blue’s challenge.
Butterfly Blue’s betting odds were 2 to 1 while East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God was 1 to 5.
Even the dealer favored upon East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God in this challenge.
The race would begin at 11 o’clock sharp. There was still an hour left for preparations.
More and more people started placing bets with Scar Face. With the betting fund constantly fluctuating, Scar Face’s smile broadened until his cheek muscles were sore.
This was the biggest racing sweepstakes in the whole of East Tsim Sha Tsui’s history! It would also be the most happening event!
Scar Face declared in his heart!
Scar Face limped as he walked towards the Lamborghini. He knocked on the window. When the window rolled down, he remarked, “Butterfly Blue, I have a good feeling about you. I bet 1,000,000 bucks on you to win!”
“Thank you!” The driver’s voice was melodious and gentle, catching Scar Face off guard.
It could be seen through the window, a driver wearing a helmet and heavy protective wear. Just from appearance alone, the gender could not be determined.
“Good luck! Future East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God.”
Scar Face smiled as he left. He was most amused for unraveling a mystery.
So… Butterfly Blue was indeed a chick, huh.
The wait was long. The woman shaking her lady bits on top of the Hummer was growing weary, hence she merely sat there, stroking her hair coquettishly. The spectating crowd soon lost interest in her and started discussing the upcoming race.
It was then, a Bugatti Veyron attracted the attention of many with its revving engine.
“A Bugatti Veyron Super Sports! F*ck me!” Someone who recognized the car shouted.
A Bugatti Veyron Super Sports was the fastest car in the world. Although the price tag could not beat the Lamborghini Concept S, and its overall build was a tad lacking compared to the Ferrari F430, it still had an unshakeable position in the hearts of sports car enthusiasts. Its acceleration was the fastest. Its speed was the fastest. The feeling was most exhilarating!
This Bugatti Veyron Super Sports was moving at high velocity, coming in near, vroom vroom vroom—
To everyone’s astonishment, the Bugatti Veyron Super Sports shout out a trail of black smoke from its exhaust pipe, and… the engine stalled midway…
Vroom! Vroom!
The Bugatti Veyron Super Sports then started its engine again and moved slowly towards Butterfly Blue and East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God’s car to park in a row with them.
When the Bugatti Veyron Super Sports stopped, it was another scene. The driver seemed to want to park the car in line with the other two cars but could not despite multiple attempts of reversing and going forth. In the end, he turned off the engine, got down the car and pushed the car into position.
The whole crowd was gobsmacked.
“This racer…”
“A great car but not a great owner.”
Many sighed with regret. Anyone could tell that the driver of this Bugatti Veyron Super Sports was a noob.
Scar Face smiled as he shouted, “Buddy, we’re having a race here. Can you move back and refrain from interfering with our racers?”
“I know, Butterfly Blue against East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God, right?”
The driver of the Bugatti Veyron Super Sports was chuckling as he made way towards Scar Face. This driver was Li Yi.
“I want in on this race,” Li Yi told Scar Face.
“The rules forbid last minute addition to the race. Sorry, buddy,” Scar Face rejected Li Yi.
Li Yi smacked his palm, “Aw, too bad. I was going to take out 30,000,000 bucks as a jackpot.”
“30 million!” Scar Face’s eyes lit up.
“Darling, are we in the race or not? If not, let’s just go home.”
A heart-tingling female voice came from the Bugatti Veyron. A woman dressed in all black got down the car.
The woman in black was wearing heavy sunglasses. The thick clothing on her did not reveal an inch of her skin.
This outfit was quite similar to Butterfly Blue…
Scar Face was stunned.
Li Yi waved his hand at the woman in black, “Baby, a quick one.”
“If we can’t participate, I bet 10 million on East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God to win!”
Seeing Li Yi fish out a Crystal Gold card, Scar Face felt the muscles in his face twitching.
“Buddy, can you give me a moment?”
“No problem!”
Scar Face went to seek Butterfly Blue and East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God’s opinion.
“I don’t have a problem with that. Anyone can join in the race, as long as they can offer a 10 million bucks compensation.”
“Whatever.”
East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God was straight to the point.
“Great, great!”
Scar Face was overjoyed and in turn, relayed the message to Li Yi.
Li Yi’s involvement caused a change in the competition. It was now a race of three.
There was no change to the betting odds, as there was none on Li Yi. The reason was simple. He came from nowhere and was unknown. Although the skills he displayed earlier was horrendous, he could be a hustler for all they know.
Better be safe than sorry!
Li Yi’s bets were only effective towards the two racers. He could only place a wager on the other two racers.
“Friends who already placed your bets, don’t worry! This new addition is not counted in the ranks!”
Scar Face’s words put a lot of people’s mind at ease.
After Li Yi turned in the money, he pulled the woman in black back into the car for a break.
“Your skills are lame,” The woman in black scratched his face and spoke with brutal honesty.
“I’m just not used to it,” Li Yi blushed and declined to admit this piece of truth.
As an otaku, the number of times he drove was limited. For him to have kick-ass skills was impossible…
He was only itching to try it out so he gave the wheels a shot.
Li Yi looked through the window to see Butterfly Blue sitting in the Lamborghini.
No one knew who this legendary racer was. However, he knew that Butterfly Blue was Pale Blue Elegance driving the Maserati during the day.
Pale Blue Elegance’s real name was Chen Lan. Pale Blue Elegance sounded like a quiet and refined name but this name actually came up when Chen Lan got into a car accident, leaving her completely paralyzed in the hospital…
Chen Lan was a rebellious teen, always on the go and loved racing cars. She was never short of funds but sought after thrills. She concealed her identity and became active in the underground car racing world until a fatal accident left her licking her wounds in a hospital. It was then she came in contact with King of Pantheon.
Li Yi was not very clear on Chen Lan’s history. He vaguely remembered her saying in an interview that she was a racer under the name Butterfly Blue prior to her life in Pantheon.
Li Yi managed to find out she was racing here tonight because of Shen Lang.
He provided snips of clues to Shen Lang and the remaining intel were all uncovered by Shen Lang.
Scar Face walked over and knocked on the window to ask, “Buddy, what’s your name?”
“Me?” Li Yi thought about it before curling his lips, “I am Flipping Snail.”
…
It was in the middle of the night, on a mountain road of H City.
Parked by the mountainside were various luxury sports cars. Their lights were turned on, shooting out glaring white lights that lit the surroundings as if it were day.
The car stereos were blasting music as men and women howled like mad dogs to the drumming of the bass.
A sexy lady dressed in a bikini top and leather skirt stood on the roof of a Hummer, shaking her bootie to the beat of the drum, teasing all the men around.
Sounds of whistling, flirtation, taunting in jest, all blended in one.
This was a night to let loose!
“Place your bets, place your bets! Butterfly Blue faces off against East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God tonight!”
Just a short distance from the Hummer was a middle-aged man with a face full of scars yelling through a loudspeaker.
Car racing was an extreme sport, especially those illegal underground races. The death toll of those who died from such race was on the rise. Each and every one of those who participated in this joyriding knew very well that apart from the adrenaline brought about by speed, they were at a tug of war with Hades.
A limited edition blue Lamborghini Concept S pulled out from afar, parking at the side of the road.
“Butterfly Blue! Butterfly Blue!”
Several hundred were screaming in unison, rooting for their own idol.
Lamborghini Concept S was a worldwide limited edition sports car. Its value raked up to tens of millions. Those who could afford this type of car were not your average joe. Of course, everyone here knew that the driver of a Lamborghini Concept S was not short of funds. He or she only loved the thrill that came from racing.
Butterfly Blue appeared in the underground scene just one year ago, with battle statistics of 21 wins and 7 losses. The Lamborghini Concept S moved as though it was a butterfly sprouting wings was how the name Butterfly Blue came to be.
Hearing the cheers of the crowd, the Lamborghini Concept S blew its horn in return, stirring the crowd wilder.
“Blue God, show your face! We love you!”
“Blue God, would you dare to reveal yourself…”
“Blue God, come out! Blue God, come out…”
“Place your bets, place your bets! Butterfly Blue is up against East Tsim Sha Tsui’s No. 1 Racer God! This is a rare moment of a battle of speed!” Scar Face grabbed the right time to yell, drawing many in to place their bets.
The legendary racer, Butterfly Blue was as always, quietly waiting in the car by the roadside, responding only by honks, never intending to step out the vehicle.
“I firmly believe that Blue God’s a beautiful woman,” A young man with a face full of acne asserted.
“Tsk, Blue God isn’t some beauty. He must be a tall handsome man,” A woman in a flirtatious dress snorted.
“Blue God’s a beauty, I believe it with my heart and soul!” Acne face was firm on his view.
“It should be a handsome man! No wonder you don’t have a girlfriend, you’re short-sighted.”
“A beauty!”
“A handsome man!”
“A beauty!”
“A handsome man!”
Acne face and flirtatious woman was arguing until their faces were red, both sticking to their guns while trying to persuade the other.
“Quiet down! East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God’s here!”
A red Ferrari F430 arrived at incredible speed, accelerating towards the Lamborghini manned by Butterfly Blue.
Just as the crowd was about to scream in horror, the Ferrari F430 made a beautiful drift and stopped right next to the Lamborghini.
“Wow, East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God!”
Fans of East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God went ballistic, chanting Racer God’s name before moving to place their bets with Scar Face.
Contrasting from Butterfly Blue’s low profile, East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God indulged and basked in his fan’s passion. He got out his car and waved at his fans, earning him screams in return.
East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God appeared in the underground racing scene three years ago. His current statistics were 37 wins and 0 losses!
The race tonight was a challenge. Not only was there a professional betting house, but there was also a wager between the two drivers.
Butterfly Blue challenged East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God with 10,000,000 bucks, all for the sake of the Tsim Sha Tsui East Racer God title!
From experience, East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God had a better track record than Butterfly Blue, having never lost once. And this was the reason why he accepted Butterfly Blue’s challenge.
Butterfly Blue’s betting odds were 2 to 1 while East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God was 1 to 5.
Even the dealer favored upon East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God in this challenge.
The race would begin at 11 o’clock sharp. There was still an hour left for preparations.
More and more people started placing bets with Scar Face. With the betting fund constantly fluctuating, Scar Face’s smile broadened until his cheek muscles were sore.
This was the biggest racing sweepstakes in the whole of East Tsim Sha Tsui’s history! It would also be the most happening event!
Scar Face declared in his heart!
Scar Face limped as he walked towards the Lamborghini. He knocked on the window. When the window rolled down, he remarked, “Butterfly Blue, I have a good feeling about you. I bet 1,000,000 bucks on you to win!”
“Thank you!” The driver’s voice was melodious and gentle, catching Scar Face off guard.
It could be seen through the window, a driver wearing a helmet and heavy protective wear. Just from appearance alone, the gender could not be determined.
“Good luck! Future East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God.”
Scar Face smiled as he left. He was most amused for unraveling a mystery.
So… Butterfly Blue was indeed a chick, huh.
The wait was long. The woman shaking her lady bits on top of the Hummer was growing weary, hence she merely sat there, stroking her hair coquettishly. The spectating crowd soon lost interest in her and started discussing the upcoming race.
It was then, a Bugatti Veyron attracted the attention of many with its revving engine.
“A Bugatti Veyron Super Sports! F*ck me!” Someone who recognized the car shouted.
A Bugatti Veyron Super Sports was the fastest car in the world. Although the price tag could not beat the Lamborghini Concept S, and its overall build was a tad lacking compared to the Ferrari F430, it still had an unshakeable position in the hearts of sports car enthusiasts. Its acceleration was the fastest. Its speed was the fastest. The feeling was most exhilarating!
This Bugatti Veyron Super Sports was moving at high velocity, coming in near, vroom vroom vroom—
To everyone’s astonishment, the Bugatti Veyron Super Sports shout out a trail of black smoke from its exhaust pipe, and… the engine stalled midway…
Vroom! Vroom!
The Bugatti Veyron Super Sports then started its engine again and moved slowly towards Butterfly Blue and East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God’s car to park in a row with them.
When the Bugatti Veyron Super Sports stopped, it was another scene. The driver seemed to want to park the car in line with the other two cars but could not despite multiple attempts of reversing and going forth. In the end, he turned off the engine, got down the car and pushed the car into position.
The whole crowd was gobsmacked.
“This racer…”
“A great car but not a great owner.”
Many sighed with regret. Anyone could tell that the driver of this Bugatti Veyron Super Sports was a noob.
Scar Face smiled as he shouted, “Buddy, we’re having a race here. Can you move back and refrain from interfering with our racers?”
“I know, Butterfly Blue against East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God, right?”
The driver of the Bugatti Veyron Super Sports was chuckling as he made way towards Scar Face. This driver was Li Yi.
“I want in on this race,” Li Yi told Scar Face.
“The rules forbid last minute addition to the race. Sorry, buddy,” Scar Face rejected Li Yi.
Li Yi smacked his palm, “Aw, too bad. I was going to take out 30,000,000 bucks as a jackpot.”
“30 million!” Scar Face’s eyes lit up.
“Darling, are we in the race or not? If not, let’s just go home.”
A heart-tingling female voice came from the Bugatti Veyron. A woman dressed in all black got down the car.
The woman in black was wearing heavy sunglasses. The thick clothing on her did not reveal an inch of her skin.
This outfit was quite similar to Butterfly Blue…
Scar Face was stunned.
Li Yi waved his hand at the woman in black, “Baby, a quick one.”
“If we can’t participate, I bet 10 million on East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God to win!”
Seeing Li Yi fish out a Crystal Gold card, Scar Face felt the muscles in his face twitching.
“Buddy, can you give me a moment?”
“No problem!”
Scar Face went to seek Butterfly Blue and East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God’s opinion.
“I don’t have a problem with that. Anyone can join in the race, as long as they can offer a 10 million bucks compensation.”
“Whatever.”
East Tsim Sha Tsui Racer God was straight to the point.
“Great, great!”
Scar Face was overjoyed and in turn, relayed the message to Li Yi.
Li Yi’s involvement caused a change in the competition. It was now a race of three.
There was no change to the betting odds, as there was none on Li Yi. The reason was simple. He came from nowhere and was unknown. Although the skills he displayed earlier was horrendous, he could be a hustler for all they know.
Better be safe than sorry!
Li Yi’s bets were only effective towards the two racers. He could only place a wager on the other two racers.
“Friends who already placed your bets, don’t worry! This new addition is not counted in the ranks!”
Scar Face’s words put a lot of people’s mind at ease.
After Li Yi turned in the money, he pulled the woman in black back into the car for a break.
“Your skills are lame,” The woman in black scratched his face and spoke with brutal honesty.
“I’m just not used to it,” Li Yi blushed and declined to admit this piece of truth.
As an otaku, the number of times he drove was limited. For him to have kick-ass skills was impossible…
He was only itching to try it out so he gave the wheels a shot.
Li Yi looked through the window to see Butterfly Blue sitting in the Lamborghini.
No one knew who this legendary racer was. However, he knew that Butterfly Blue was Pale Blue Elegance driving the Maserati during the day.
Pale Blue Elegance’s real name was Chen Lan. Pale Blue Elegance sounded like a quiet and refined name but this name actually came up when Chen Lan got into a car accident, leaving her completely paralyzed in the hospital…
Chen Lan was a rebellious teen, always on the go and loved racing cars. She was never short of funds but sought after thrills. She concealed her identity and became active in the underground car racing world until a fatal accident left her licking her wounds in a hospital. It was then she came in contact with King of Pantheon.
Li Yi was not very clear on Chen Lan’s history. He vaguely remembered her saying in an interview that she was a racer under the name Butterfly Blue prior to her life in Pantheon.
Li Yi managed to find out she was racing here tonight because of Shen Lang.
He provided snips of clues to Shen Lang and the remaining intel were all uncovered by Shen Lang.
Scar Face walked over and knocked on the window to ask, “Buddy, what’s your name?”
“Me?” Li Yi thought about it before curling his lips, “I am Flipping Snail.”
…
