Chapter 423 - Men in Black (1/2)

In the end, Xiao Luo not only got back his money, but he also earned an extra five million dollars for himself. Su Canye also had his Bentley returned to him, and he was thrilled beyond words. He rediscovered his mojo and immediately started giving cat-calls to the ladies at the ground, unable to refrain from showing off.

As a mega-celebrity, Su Li had a reputation to protect, so she stayed in the red Maserati throughout to avoid being seen. Her eyes, however, were always on Xiao Luo, and she began to notice that this man had a mysterious yet magnetic charm about him. Xiao Luo was only garbed in nondescript, all-black clothing, but his neat appearance, fair complexion, and smoldering dark eyes gave him a self-assured and extraordinary persona.

Su Li had never taken the time to actually observe Xiao Luo before this, but now that she had, she realized that there was no way she’d be able to see through the complexities hidden within this man. Not too long ago, she believed that Xiao Luo was simply a shallow, unambitious person, but from what she saw now, he was, in fact, a man that possessed many hidden talents; and, one had to peel off a layer at a time to find them. She only recently found out that he could speak four different foreign languages, and today, she saw for herself what a talented racer he was, possessing even better racing skills than her best friend, Shen Qingyan. How could such a person be a mere salaryman?

Shen Qingyan got out of her car and approached Xiao Luo. She shook her head in disbelief and giving him a wry smile, she asked, “Tell me, where did you learn how to drive a car like that?”

Xiao Luo looked at her with a straight face. “I’m self-taught,” he replied.

Xiao Luo then opened his car door, and before he got in, he glanced at Su Li but did not greet her, knowing that she did not wish to be exposed. With that, the Trumpchi roared to life, then surged forward a short distance before Xiao Luo did a 360-degree spin and drove away.

“That was so cool, is this the charm of a god?”

“That’s not charm but the attitude of a god.”

“What confidence and courage to go off a cliff and jump over a ravine—he is the rightful God of Racing of our Wild Wolf Mountain!”

As Xiao Luo made his stylish exit from the Wild Wolf Mountain, he left the crowd there and those following in the online feed, in a state of awe and worship. Nobody could forget his impressive driving skills and the near-death maneuver he performed at Devil’s Corner, now known to the fans as the ‘Leap of Faith,” and, overnight, Xiao Luo had become a legend in Wild Wolf Mountain.

“Brother-in-law, wait for me!”

Su Canye shouted and hurriedly jumped into his Bentley car and took off after Xiao Luo.

Although the whole affair was harrowing and even painful for Su Canye, the result was gratifying, and everything worked out for him in the end—he got his Bentley back. Xiao Luo had earned his most profound respect for his skills and physical capabilities, which he thought were extraordinarily superhuman, and he had now made up his mind to follow Xiao Luo from hereon.

“Su Canye, that b*stard! I am the one who won his car back for him, and he didn’t even bother to thank me.” Shen Qingyan complained, feeling very unhappy about it.

“Alright, just forget about them, drinks are on me tonight!” Su Li responded, feeling compelled to speak up for Su Canye.

“Li, I’m only sparing him because he’s your younger brother. If it wasn’t for that, I would definitely have slapped him until his face swelled up like a pig’s head!”

Shen Qingyan was still piqued when she got into her car. With typical flamboyance, she then left the ground with a flashy drift, leaving a trail of dust clouds behind as her red Maserati sped off like a crimson phantom.

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Xiao Luo stopped by a small stall by the road along the way home and ordered a bowl of souped rice-noodles. It was just like what he used to have when he was in Jiangcheng. He liked the smooth texture of the noodles and the fragrance and lightness of this slurpy soup dish.

Su Canye, who was right behind him, pulled over before making his way to Xiao Luo’s table and plonked himself on the stool beside him. However, before he sat down, he first took a napkin to wipe the table and the chair three times. He had a disgusted look on his face as he said, “Brother-in-law, why do you come to such a place to eat? I mean, look at the stall—it’s so dirty and located just by the roadside where there’s dust everywhere. I’m quite sure that you’ll suffer from food poisoning if you keep eating in places like this.”

Xiao Luo rolled his eyes and replied, “Did I ask you along?”

“Ahem… err, you’re right, I am the shameless one who decided to follow you here.”

Su Canye coughed awkwardly, and to fit into the scene, he promptly placed an order with the stall owner, for the sake of having something in common with Xiao Luo. “Waiter, serve me the same thing as my brother-in-law ordered,” he called out.

Waiter?!

The stall owner was quite amused when he heard that, but he smiled politely and responded, “Alright, please wait for a moment.”

It was fortunate that it was in the middle of a late-night, and nobody else was around. Otherwise, people would definitely have laughed at Su Canye. The stall owner was a hardworking man, and he was not offended at all by Su Canye.

Xiao Luo broke into laughter and said, “Haha, you’re funny… the way you addressed him is inappropriate.”