Chapter 116: The Heart of a Brother

A thunderous roar of the engine echoed through the mountains. Tang Fei snapped to his senses, and once he cleared the bend, he went absolutely wild, flooring the accelerator and surging forward.

It had to be said that the top-tier supercar, capable of hitting 480 km/h, was no joke; within seconds, Tang Fei had closed the gap. However, as they hit the next turn, the distance widened once more. When they reached a straight stretch on the descent, a fierce, burning light ignited in Tang Fei’s eyes.

"Victory belongs only to me!" Tang Fei muttered. He pushed the pedal down without hesitation, the car tearing ahead like a bolt of lightning, causing the heart of the beautiful celebrity in the passenger seat to race wildly. She had been with Tang Fei for some time and had participated in many races, but this was the first time she had seen the young master so desperate. It was understandable—after being so arrogant, losing would be nothing short of a humiliating slap to the face.

In an instant, Tang Fei caught up to Zhang Xiaofan. Glancing at the lightning-fast car in his rearview mirror, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but admire the vehicle’s performance. A car like that, in the hands of anyone with even basic driving skills, would handle beautifully. Truth be told, Tang Fei was far inferior to Mu Han; otherwise, Zhang Xiaofan wouldn't have been able to outpace him so easily while using only one engine.

Zhang Xiaofan smiled and turned to Lin Siyu beside him. "Hold on tight, wifey. Let me show you what it feels like to fly."

Lin Siyu’s face had turned pale. Though she enjoyed racing, she had never experienced a life-or-death duel like this. Yet, even so, her eyes shimmered with intense excitement. The man driving was her man, and she trusted him completely.

At that moment, Zhang Xiaofan flipped a switch. The entire chassis shuddered, followed by an even more deafening roar. The second engine had engaged. The twin-engine setup was ingeniously designed, achieving the impossible feat of 1+1=2, a masterpiece created by someone with true genius. While the Hummer wasn't originally built for racing, it was performing remarkably well.

Almost instantly, the Hummer shot forward like a lightning bolt, gaining half a meter of distance in a blink—a half-meter that Tang Fei, no matter how hard he tried, could not overcome. The Hummer’s speed was now fully on par with his supercar. Only then did Tang Fei realize just how ridiculously the guy had modified this Hummer. How on earth had he achieved such speed?

At the foot of the mountain, the racing enthusiasts watched with wide, incredulous eyes. Could a Hummer really be that fast?

Suddenly, a curved ramp on the descent appeared in their field of vision. Tang Fei debated whether to brake, but seeing that the car ahead showed no signs of slowing down, he hardened his heart. He was already past the point of no return. *If he wants to risk his life, who am I to back down?*

*Whoosh!*

Less than half a second apart, the Hummer and the Koenigsegg One:1 soared into the air! The Koenigsegg possessed a sleek, futuristic aesthetic, while the Hummer exuded a raw, domineering power. Under the force of their momentum, both cars traced long parabolic arcs. It must be said that the Koenigsegg was truly impressive; because it was designed as a top-tier supercar with minimal air resistance, it actually overtook the Hummer mid-air.

For the first time, the young masters from the capital broke into applause. Of course, it was also the first time they had seen Tang Fei show such reckless courage.

"Kid, you can't beat me!" Tang Fei screamed wildly from inside the Koenigsegg. The beauty beside him had her eyes wide and her face ghostly pale. "Please, don't flip..." she prayed silently.

A moment later, the wheels hit the ground. The massive impact felt as if it would launch their bodies right out of the vehicle. The Koenigsegg’s superior suspension kicked in, gradually stabilizing the chassis. Tang Fei fought to grip the steering wheel, but the car spun violently. He slammed the brakes and shifted gears, barely managing to bring the vehicle to a halt.

But by then, the Hummer had vanished.

"Damn it!" Tang Fei slammed his steering wheel, whipped the car around, and gave chase.

At the finish line, Zhang Xiaofan parked the car leisurely and smiled at Lin Siyu. "How was that, wifey? Was it thrilling?"

"Thrilling. Even more thrilling than... that," Lin Siyu blurted out, her face flushing red the moment the words left her lips.

"Oh? It seems you aren't satisfied yet. Don't go begging for mercy tonight, then!" Zhang Xiaofan chuckled, stepped out of the car, and walked over to Jiang Haichuan. "Got a smoke?"

Jiang Haichuan was taken aback but quickly pulled out a pack of '95 Supremacy' cigarettes and offered one. "Brother Fan, let me light it for you." He clicked his exquisite lighter.

He held Zhang Xiaofan in absolute awe—his incredible combat skills, his mysterious background, his heaven-defying driving, and, of course, his unmatched ability to woo women. Zhang Xiaofan took a drag, finding it smooth. He wasn't a frequent smoker, but at that moment, he really wanted one.

Just then, the Koenigsegg One:1 finally appeared in view. The young masters from the capital looked dejected; they had expected a much closer race. Tang Fei climbed out of his car looking thoroughly miserable. As for the famous celebrity, her legs were so weak from fear that she collapsed to the ground the moment she stepped out.

"A bet is a bet. The car is yours." Tang Fei walked up to Zhang Xiaofan and handed over the keys.

"Satisfied?" Zhang Xiaofan asked with a smile.

"I lost, so I lost. Is there any point in saying anything else?" Tang Fei replied. It was a humiliating defeat, but the young master of the Tang family in the capital always kept his word.

"Haha, you’re not a bad sort for a young master. Here, have a smoke." Zhang Xiaofan smiled, and Jiang Haichuan immediately offered a cigarette to Tang Fei.

*A young master? Not a bad sort? Have a smoke?* Tang Fei froze. It had been a long time since anyone dared speak to him in such a tone. He was the eldest son of the Tang family, a top-tier clan in the capital. Everyone around him usually treated him with awe or sycophancy.

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan, the burning cigarette, the drifting smoke, and the uninhibited gaze in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, Tang Fei felt a sudden surge of longing. This was the kind of feeling he had always wanted—to have a brother like Zhang Xiaofan, to race, drink, and chase women together, to speak freely without the burden of his status.

Tang Fei, who had never smoked a cheap pack of cigarettes in his life, took it. He pulled out his own lighter and lit it.

"Your driving is incredible. Even in the capital, no one would be your match," Tang Fei said, exhaling a cloud of smoke.

"I don't race often," Zhang Xiaofan said coolly.

"Can we be brothers?" Tang Fei’s sudden question stunned Zhang Xiaofan.

The subordinates Tang Fei had brought with him looked on in absolute shock. The young master of the Tang family wanted to be brothers with this young man? They must have misheard. Was this really the arrogant Tang Shao?

What Zhang Xiaofan said next only deepened their astonishment. "Becoming a brother of mine, Zhang Xiaofan, isn't that easy... At least for now, I don't think you're up to it. Even though you kept your word and gave me the car, you still lack the qualifications..."

Arrogant—truly arrogant!

Tang Fei was momentarily stunned before he replied, "Do you know who I am?"

Zhang Xiaofan gave a faint smile. "The Tang family, a top-tier clan in the capital. And you, Young Master Tang—if we're talking about the most powerful young masters in the capital, you’d certainly be in the top three."

"But so what? When I, Zhang Xiaofan, choose a brother, I don't look at family background. I look for the heart of a brother—someone who can live and die together."

As he spoke, an image flashed through his mind—a comrade standing shoulder-to-shoulder, back-to-back, fighting through the chaos of battle. *That* was a true brother—a brother in life and death.