Chapter 113: The God of Speed of Tuen Mun

After a brief recollection, his phone suddenly vibrated. Unexpectedly, Wang Xing had sent a message at this time. There was to be a car race that evening on the Pingding Mountain road, featuring a showdown between a man from the Yi Sect nicknamed the "Car God" and the leader of the Flying Riders, a newly formed small gang in Tuen Mun. He asked if he wanted to join and watch the excitement.

Chen Erpao had heard his subordinates mention these Flying Riders recently; they were just a group of twenty-year-olds who operated a car modification shop in Tuen Mun and spent their time betting on races. Their leader, a man named A-Bing, was skilled at driving and regularly paid protection money to the Sect, so there had been no conflict between them.

As the sky gradually darkened, Officer Lu returned from work, carrying two bottles of high-quality baijiu. Upon seeing Chen Erpao, he immediately greeted him with a smile, "Erpao, please excuse the poor hospitality! Don't be formal, just treat this like your own home. I bought two bottles of liquor; let's have a good drink later."

Looking at his drastically changed attitude, Chen Erpao could never have guessed that the man was currently executing a "brother-in-law cultivation plan."

The three of them had a very pleasant and casual dinner. During the meal, Chen Erpao and Officer Lu drank quite a bit, and the old misunderstandings faded significantly. To be honest, Chen Erpao had never really cared about what happened before; after all, their positions were clear: one was a soldier, the other a thief. It was only natural for the soldier to catch the thief; there was no right or wrong involved.

Pingding Mountain road was like a natural racetrack, attracting people from other districts to come and gamble on races from time to time. Usually, it involved money, with onlookers placing bets, but there had been instances where people gambled with their lives.

At this moment, a large open space on the mountain was bustling with activity. It was packed with dozens of cars of all kinds, bonfires, and excited young men and women, making it look more like a party.

Chen Erpao, Wang Xing, and Liu Huagang arrived together. This time, they had specifically taken out the "Masked Rider" motorcycle that had been neglected for a long time. The three brought no henchmen; only the Car God knew their true identities. Among the crowd, no one would have guessed that the three legendary giants of the Hong Kong underworld—the masters of the Tuen Mun district—were standing right among them, perhaps even right beside them.

The Flying Riders were not numerous, consisting of only about a dozen youths around twenty years old, accompanied by many young girls who looked underage. The Yi Sect's "Car God" was also young; it was said his father was a washed-up racer in Hong Kong. He had been playing with cars since childhood and had made a name for himself on the Pingding Mountain road. Although he only had a few people with him, he was an imposing presence there, and no one dared to underestimate them. In Tuen Mun, the name of the Yi Sect was currently more effective than the government.

Aside from the two groups, there were dozens of other young men and women watching, all bottom-tier thugs from Tuen Mun, a significant portion of whom were minors aged