DreamersGN Chapter 14: The rich kid drove a supercar and caused a ruckus, only to be instantly killed by my ful
Chapter 14: The rich kid drove a supercar and caused a ruckus, only to be instantly killed by my ful
A bright red Ferrari was parked outside the iron fence of the old house.
The prancing horse emblem on the front of the car reflected a blinding halo under the scorching sun.
Zhao Tai, wearing crocodile-skin shoes with spikes, rested one hand on the car door.
He took off his sunglasses and stared intently at the heavy snow falling in the yard.
The contrasting images of ice and fire left the young master of Aurora Capital stunned for three seconds.
After regaining his senses, he kicked the iron gate hard, making the railings vibrate and hum.
"Su Qinghan, I've searched for you for so long!"
"The daughter of the prestigious Su family in Shanghai is actually hiding in this run-down village, having a snowball fight with a country bumpkin!"
Outside the door, Zhou Bapi and a group of thugs were still squatting in the sun.
The thugs were so hot that they stuck out their tongues, their foreheads covered in sweat, but not one of them dared to give way to Zhao Tai.
Zhou Bapi wiped the mud off his face and picked up a rusty steel pipe.
"Where did this red-feathered pheasant come from, daring to make a scene at Master Lin's doorstep?"
Zhao Tai didn't even glance at the group of village thugs.
He turned around, opened the car door, and pressed the horn button in the center of the steering wheel, refusing to let go.
"drop--"
The high-decibel sound of a sports car's air horn instantly shattered the tranquility of Qingshui County.
The piercing sound waves startled all the sparrows in the tree, causing them to flap their wings and fly away.
Two black Land Rovers were following behind Zhao Tai's car.
Seven or eight bodyguards in black suits pushed open the door and came down, carrying baseball bats.
They stood in a row, strutting arrogantly behind the Ferrari, making a show of force.
Zhao Tai's hand got tired from honking the horn so he simply had his bodyguard find a brick and put it on the steering wheel.
The high-pitched alarm of the sports car horn began to play on an endless loop.
The stray dogs by the roadside were so frightened by the sound that they tucked their tails between their legs and scurried into the haystack.
"Su Qinghan, I know you're in there. Don't hide behind that country bumpkin like a coward!"
"Your bankrupt company is now only surviving on a little bit of charity from Aurora Capital."
"If you don't obediently get into the passenger seat today, your whole family will be begging on the streets tomorrow!"
Zhao Tai spat out a mouthful of saliva, his arrogant laughter echoing at the village entrance.
Xia Anran covered her ears in the courtyard, her brows furrowed into two small knots.
"This person is so annoying, like a fly that you can't get rid of."
Mu Xiaotian, barefoot, casually scooped up a handful of snowflakes from the snow and kneaded them into a ball.
She made a throwing motion, as if she wanted to throw a snowball at Zhao Tai's slicked-back hair.
Lin Xian rubbed his temples, his previously relaxed brows instantly tightening.
Being disturbed while sleeping is an unforgivable crime in the dictionary of working people who want to lie down.
He rolled over on the holographic beach bed and let out a long yawn.
"He can't even let people take a peaceful nap. This rich young master from the city has no manners at all."
Lin Xian slowly pulled a black remote control out of the pocket of his floral shorts.
Su Qinghan noticed his actions and a hint of curiosity flashed in her eyes.
"What weapon are you going to use to deal with him? He has seven or eight bodyguards with him."
Lin Xian lazily pressed the red button and tossed the remote control onto the table.
"Using weapons to deal with this kind of trash is a waste of electricity; farm tools are just right."
As the sound of the backyard wall collapsing rang out, the titanium alloy tractor made its official appearance.
The heavy, blast-proof tracks pressed down on the snow, making a teeth-grinding crunching sound.
The tractor had a heavy snowplow blade that was at least three meters wide attached to its front.
This steel behemoth, weighing twenty tons, gleamed with a cold metallic luster.
The cockpit was empty; the system relied entirely on its intelligent capabilities to navigate automatically.
The exhaust pipe spewed out a dark blue plasma tail flame, and the heat wave instantly evaporated the surrounding snowflakes into white mist.
The roar of the tractor instantly drowned out the Ferrari's horn.
When the bodyguards saw the steel monster, they were so frightened that they dropped all the baseball bats they were holding.
"Young...Young Master, how come there's such a large military-grade facility in this village!"
One of the bodyguards was so tongue-tied that he kept backing away.
Zhao Tai stubbornly pointed at the iron gate and shouted.
"What are you afraid of! Does he dare to ram my car?"
"This is a limited edition LaFerrari; even a scratch on the paint could bankrupt his entire family for eighteen generations!"
Unfortunately, fully automatic tractors don't understand human speech at all; they only execute instructions to clear obstacles.
The massive iron gate didn't even last a second before being uprooted by the bulldozer.
The tractor's shadow instantly loomed over the fiery red supercar.
Zhao Tai then realized that the other party was serious, and scrambled out of the car window.
He had just jumped into the stinking ditch by the roadside when the Ferrari was mercilessly dragged under the tracks.
The sickening sound of metal tearing echoed throughout the village entrance.
The red Ferrari, worth over 20 million, was as fragile as a soda can in front of the titanium alloy tracks.
The expensive carbon fiber body shell made a crisp cracking sound as it was crushed like a cookie.
The sophisticated V12 engine was crushed, bursting into a blinding burst of sparks.
The tire made a loud "bang" and exploded into a pile of rotten rubber.
The tractor rumbled past, then disgustedly reversed and ran over them again.
After being run over three times, the Ferrari was completely embedded in the mud, turning into a thin red pancake.
Even the striking prancing horse logo was pressed into a blurry red bump.
A deathly silence fell over the surroundings, with only the hum of the tractor idling breaking the silence.
The bodyguards were completely dumbfounded; their legs cramped up, and they didn't even have the strength to run.
Zhao Tai, trembling in the stinking ditch, looked down at his soaked crotch.
A warm, pungent liquid trickled down his bespoke suit trousers.
A strong stench of urine mixed with the stench of rotten mud emanated from the air.
This usually arrogant young master of capital was so scared that he wet his pants.
He scrambled onto the road, not even daring to glance at Lin Xian.
Zhou Bapi grabbed a stone and smashed it hard into the muddy water in front of Zhao Tai.
"Red-feathered pheasant, now you know how powerful our Master Lin is, right?"
"Take your beat-up tin and get out of here! If you dare come to Qingshui County again, we'll use you to pave the way next time!"
Zhao Tai shakily got up, having lost one of his shoes in the process.
"You...you just wait!"
He uttered a trembling, harsh remark and ran like a stray dog, dragging his wet crotch.
The bodyguards scrambled into the Land Rover behind them and sped away.
Su Qinghan stood in the courtyard, watching Zhao Tai flee in disarray, and let out a long sigh.
Those once arrogant capital giants who used her as a bargaining chip in a marriage alliance are nothing but a joke in the face of absolute power.
The coldness in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by an unyielding tenderness.
She went over and picked up the blanket that Lin Xian had dropped on the ground, then gently covered him with it.
"Lin Xian, I'm sticking with you for life, you can't get rid of me no matter what."
Lin Xian rolled over with his eyes closed and mumbled something.
"You can have it, just don't take my blanket."
Su Qinghan burst into laughter through her tears, and the last trace of gloom in her heart completely vanished.
Mu Xiaotian and Chu Yiyi leaned against the door frame, looking at the discus outside, laughing so hard they couldn't stand up straight.
The village women pointed and whispered, their faces full of satisfied enjoyment at the spectacle.
"Wow, this farm machine is really powerful, it crushes scrap metal perfectly every time."
The tractor slowly reversed, preparing to return to the hangar in the backyard to continue collecting dust.
The area around the flat, red scrap metal outside the gate was still emitting a foul smell of engine oil.
Zhou Bapi and his henchmen stepped forward, preparing to clean up the garbage in the middle of the road.
As soon as he bent down, he heard a crisp metallic clanging sound coming from the pile of scrap metal.
"Thump...thump thump..."
The sound wasn't loud, but it could be heard clearly at the quiet village entrance.
Zhou Bapi was so frightened that he took two steps back, almost dropping the steel pipe in his hand.
"It's...it's come back to life?"
Immediately afterwards, the trunk lid, which had been crushed to the thinnest point, emitted a piercing twisting sound.
A deformed carbon fiber plate was forcibly pried open from the inside.
A pale, slender hand, stained with blood, reached out from the gap and grasped the edge.
Then, a woman wearing black-rimmed glasses and with a sickly pale face struggled to crawl out of the pile of scrap metal.
The woman was wearing a large white lab coat and clutching a silver briefcase tightly in her arms.
There was no trace of relief at escaping death on her sickly face.
She pushed up her slipped glasses with her fingers, her gaze sweeping over everyone else and fixing on Lin Xian in the courtyard.
The woman pointed at the steel monster that was reversing, her voice dry yet filled with fervor.
"Could I borrow the blueprints for the engine of that tractor from earlier?"