The Female Assassin Pretends to Be a Lamb in the Campus

Several sports cars recklessly raced down the hillside, cheered on loudly by young men and women at the foot of the mountain.

The lead car was a silver sports car.

As expected by the crowds, the silver sports car finished first, and cheers of "Huo Shao, Huo Shao!" erupted from the scene.

Among the crowds fawning over the car owner, Qiao Ying merely raised her eyebrows, her attention elsewhere: "Nice car."

Three more sports cars followed closely behind.

Huo Chengdong leapt out of the sports car amidst applause and flowers.

Around the same age as Qiao Ying, wearing branded clothes and all kinds of accessories, dressed like a peacock, he was clearly a spoiled rich kid.

A tall, sexy girl with big, wavy hair pressed up against him and coquettishly called out, "Huo Shao~"

Huo Chengdong readily put his arm around her.

Two other friends got out of the other three sports cars: "The performance of your new car is truly..." The three men gave a thumbs up and went to admire the silver sports car.

Huo Chengdong said, "Cut it out. It was mainly my superior driving skills. Even with my old car you guys never beat me."

Huo Chengdong lit a cigarette and said to his three friends, "Don't forget to transfer 50 thousand to my card, each of you."

"You've already won a fortune tonight. With our cars and skills no match for yours, there's no fun in this."

"You're right, no fun. I know everything about you lightweights." Huo Chengdong took a drag of his cigarette, also unable to think of something entertaining: "Alright, same as last night - anyone who can beat me, no matter who, I'll give 1 million to, and let them have a 20 second head start."

Upon hearing this, the young men present were raring to have a go, but after a while no one dared to actually step up for the race.

These young masters were all from the Capital City, having heard that a new mountain highway was built here and came specifically to satisfy their curiosity and find some fun.

These young masters usually drove sports cars to and from school.

Just looking at them, not to mention touching these sports cars, having seen anything like them just a handful of times in their lives in little Yun City, most of them probably didn't even know how to drive a car.

Last night a few bold young men, uncaring of winning or losing and just wanting to drive a sports car, ended up utterly crushed. One almost crashed halfway up the mountainside, nearly causing Huo Chengdong to beat him to a pulp.

It was said Huo Chengdong's family was someone important in the Capital City, and he was their only child, so no one dared provoke him.

Even the son of their city mayor was deferential towards him.

That was the mayor's son, Feng Wenzhong, standing behind the young masters.

To curry favor with these young masters, Feng Wenzhong immediately stepped forward to ask if anyone dared to compete.

But after asking around, no one did.

Just then, an indifferent female voice sounded.

"I'll do it."

All eyes turned to see a girl coming out of the crowd.

The girl was a little chubby, but her features were exquisite. She would definitely be beautiful if she lost weight. Her looks were nothing special, but the unconcerned confidence she exuded attracted people.

No one expected that the one daring enough to step up in this male-dominated scene would be a girl.

They couldn't help but admire this girl's guts.

"You?"

Feng Wenzhong looked at Qiao Ying as if constipated, signaling her not to make trouble. He thought that although her features weren't bad, trying to get the attention of these young masters like this, with her unrealistic delusions, was far too presumptuous.

Maybe if she lost weight she'd have a chance.

"What, are there rules that say only men can compete? Or are you afraid of losing face to a girl?" Qiao Ying's expression was indifferent.

These young masters had been hanging around for a couple days now. Qiao Ying saw it in a post and came because she was annoyed by Li Lian at home, afraid she might kill someone in a moment of lost temper, so she decided to come here for a change of pace.

She also wanted to see if she could earn some money.

She had to go to the Capital City in half a month to pick something up, and the outstanding balance was not a small sum for her current situation.

Although she was a little close with Old Ming, Qiao Ying had no intention of taking advantage of her Blood Shadow identity to get it for free.

Huo Chengdong held his cigarette with a beauty in his arms, looking entertained at the uniformed Qiao Ying. He lifted his chin with a mocking smile, "Can you even drive? Can you handle the steering wheel? If you crash and die, it's not my responsibility."

Qiao Ying: "Save that for yourself. If you crash and die, not my responsibility."

Huo Chengdong was speechless for a moment: "Do you even have a car?"

Qiao Ying's gaze swept outside the crowd - the taxi driver was still there watching the excitement, hadn't left yet.

She replied, "I do."

Then under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Qiao Ying walked towards that taxi. She rapped her knuckles on the window, "Master, I want to rent your car to drive up the mountain and back, I'll give you 20 thousand."

The taxi driver sat still without moving, sizing up this female student, wondering if she could actually take out 20 grand. He was just about to wave her away from blocking his view of the sports cars.

Then he heard: [WeChat Transfer, 20 thousand]

The taxi driver instantly widened his not very big mud loach eyes, and nimbly tumbled out of the car, "Go ahead and drive it."

Qiao Ying got into the driver's seat.

The taxi driver leaned on the car window: "Wait, are you going to race my car against their sports cars?"

The master thought about it, still feeling a little bad in conscience. He didn't want the student feeling awful after losing and doing something stupid, 20 grand was no small sum after all.

So he kindly reminded her: "Aren't you going too big here? A million isn't so easily earned. If my car could do it I would've gone long ago. Even if you run this junk till the gas fumes come out, there's no way you can beat those guys. Those are sports cars!"

"It's a race, not which car is better means who wins." Qiao Ying yanked the steering wheel, making a beautiful drift to drive the car into the sports car group.

The dusty blue Hyundai taxi looked extremely out of place among the colorful, beautiful sports cars.

The crowd directly laughed upon seeing this, looking at the blue Hyundai and Qiao Ying inside as if they were idiots.

"Is she here just to joke around? Racing that piece of junk against sports cars?"

"Won't Huo Shao be furious and wreck her car directly?"

"Which brain cell went bad? She looks pretty normal."

Huo Chengdong suppressed the urge to cuss, but when his gaze landed on that blue Hyundai, he still couldn't help but silently mouth: "Fuck!"

"This is your car? You want to race me with this?"

Qiao Ying directly replied: "Race the cars or race the skills?"

The taxi driver in the front seat, upon hearing this, thought - skills? With this junk car, even flooring the gas pedal wouldn't make it fly.

Huo Chengdong laughed out loud at her words, but the laughter didn't reach his eyes. It seemed to be angry laughter. He stood still in front of his car, only smoking and flirting with the girl in his arms, looking like he had no intention of wasting time with Qiao Ying.

Qiao Ying, annoyed at his dilly-dallying, said: "What, scared? Worst case if you lose I'll also give you 100 thousand."