44: Chapter 44 The Game on the Overpass

"Screech—!!!"

The tires of the modified F-650 off-road vehicle tore frantically against the asphalt, emitting a scream like a dying beast.

Five hundred meters ahead, the streetlights came to an abrupt end.

In their place was a row of glaring red warning lights and several eye-catching, fluorescent yellow characters: [Construction Ahead, Road Closed].

The road was gone.

This viaduct, named the "Road to Heaven," had truly reached heaven—because it was an unfinished product.

At the end, steel bars were exposed to the air like fangs, and further ahead lay a pitch-black, hundred-meter abyss.

"Holy crap! A dead end?!"

Pei Ji slammed his foot on the brake; the car body shuddered violently, the ABS system engaged frantically, and the immense inertia carried the front of the car sliding forward.

"Brother Feng! There's no road! It's a cliff ahead!"

Pei Ji's fleshy face scrunched up, pale as paper. "This time we're really going to meet our ancestors!"

At this moment, inside the command hall of the Jianghai City Police Headquarters.

On the massive electronic screen, the red dot representing Qin Feng's vehicle had been cornered.

"This is the end."

Xie Qingshang stood in front of the screen, clutching the small, melted chocolate wrapper in his hand.

He stared at the red dot, a cold curve belonging to a hunter finally appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"We've forced them into a dead end."

Xie Qingshang picked up the walkie-talkie, his voice transmitted through radio waves to every combat unit, carrying a weariness and satisfaction that things had finally settled.

"Attention all units, the target is at the broken end of the viaduct; there is no way to escape. Tighten the encirclement, take them alive."

"Helicopters, hover and block the airspace. SWAT Team, prepare to board the bridge."

"This time, even if God himself comes, he won't be able to save him."

Zhao Shanhe sat to the side, exhaling a long, turbid breath.

He reached into his pocket for his quick-acting heart pills, then pulled his hand back.

It was in the bag. This was a sure win.

If he could still escape from this, he, Zhao Shanhe, would eat the hard drive containing hundreds of gigabytes of study materials!

On the viaduct, the wind howled.

Behind them came the siren sounds like a rushing tide, and the red and blue flashing lights dyed the night sky grotesque.

Overhead, the helicopter's searchlight locked onto this black steel monster.

No way forward, pursuers behind.

A desperate situation.

Qin Feng sat in the passenger seat, showing neither panic nor anger.

He simply and calmly unbuckled his seatbelt, fastened it again, and tightened it a bit.

His gaze crossed the pitch-black abyss and looked toward the opposite side.

About fifty meters away was a skyscraper under construction.

The building had just been topped out, the exterior walls hadn't been fitted with glass, and it was hung with green dust nets and dense scaffolding.

[Ding! The system detects that the host is facing a mortal situation.]

[Activating "Physics Correction Patch"...]

[Calculation complete. Target: The dust net on the 22nd floor of the building opposite. Success rate: 0.01% (Corrected to 99.9% after adding the host's protagonist halo).]

Qin Feng smiled.

The smile appeared exceptionally bewitching under the intense light of the searchlight, like a madman about to take his final bow.

"Who said there's no road?" Qin Feng raised his hand and pointed to the pitch-black abyss. "Isn't the road right there in front of us?"

Pei Ji followed his finger, his eyes nearly popping out. "Brother! That's air! That's free fall! Although this car is bulletproof, it isn't gravity-proof! Once we fly out, we'll be a pancake of scrap metal!"

"Pei Ji."

Qin Feng turned his head, his eyes deep as a pool, his voice carrying a magic that made people unable to resist. "Do you believe in God?"

"Huh? I believe in the God of Wealth..."

"Then believe in me." Qin Feng patted the dashboard, his tone suddenly turning cold, carrying a hint of a crazy command. "Accelerate. Floor the gas pedal."

"This is suicide!!!"

Pei Ji screamed in a breakdown, tears and snot streaming down his face.

But his right foot, which had already obediently reacted by reflex, slammed down hard.

"Boom—!!!"

The V12 engine erupted with its final roar, like a volcano that had been accumulating energy for a thousand years suddenly erupting.

The massive thrust pressed the two of them firmly against their seats.

The speedometer instantly hit the red.

180... 200... 220!

That black steel beast, at this end where it should have been slowing down, unhesitatingly launched its final charge.

It smashed through the warning signs that said "Danger," snapped the steel bars blocking the way, and with an indomitable momentum, rushed into the void of the night sky.

In the livestream room, the barrage from tens of millions of viewers stopped completely at this moment.

In front of the screens, countless people covered their mouths, their hearts seemingly having stopped beating.

They watched as the heavy modified off-road vehicle, the moment it rushed off the cliff, seemed to break free from the shackles of gravity.

It drew a perfect parabola in the air.

At that moment, time seemed to have been put on slow motion.

The moonlight was like water, spilling onto the pitch-black car body.

The background was the brilliant lights of thousands of homes in this city.

This scene was breathtakingly beautiful, and wildly chilling.

"He's crazy... This is a complete madman..." The sniper Leng Feng on the helicopter forgot to pull the trigger, only muttering to himself.

Inside the car.

The feeling of weightlessness struck.

Su Tang leaned against the window, watching the bottomless darkness below, and was actually still smiling. "Wow! Qin Feng, is this the private flight route you mentioned? So cool!"

Pei Ji had already closed his eyes, his hands clasped together, leaving the steering wheel. "Goodbye Mom, goodbye to my hard drive, goodbye to my figures..."

Only Qin Feng calmly took a Jack of Hearts from his pocket and held it between his fingertips.

"Goodbye, Officer Xie."

He flicked it gently into the void.

The next second.

"Bang—!!!"

A loud noise shook the sky.

The off-road vehicle didn't fall directly to the ground but smashed fiercely into the green dust net on the 22nd floor of the building opposite.

Several layers of thick, industrial-grade dust nets were like a giant trampoline, instantly pulled to the limit, emitting a teeth-aching "squeak" sound.

The vehicle, carrying massive kinetic energy, tore through the first layer of net, followed by the second, the third...

Each impact was frantically consuming that fatal impact force.

Finally, accompanied by the crisp sound of countless bamboo scaffolds breaking, this battered steel monster "thudded" and landed heavily on the cement-covered floor inside the building.

Dust rose everywhere.

Three of the four tires were blown, the hood was completely deformed, and it was still emitting white smoke.

But the cockpit was intact.

Dead silence.

The entire Jianghai City seemed to have fallen into a death-like stillness.

In the command hall, everyone looked as if they had been hit by a freezing spell, staring blankly at the red dot that was still flickering on the screen.

No one spoke.

Only the buzzing of electric currents.

Is this something a human can do?

This is not scientific! This is not physics! Newton's coffin lid is about to be unable to be held down!

"Pfft—"

Zhao Shanhe clutched his chest violently, his old face instantly turning the color of liver, his finger pointing at the screen trembling. "Medicine... my quick-acting heart pills... Quick! Two pills! No, give me the whole bottle!"

Several police officers scrambled to support the Bureau Chief.

In the corner, the sneer on Xie Qingshang's face froze.

He slowly lowered his head, looking at the crumpled candy wrapper in his hand, and suddenly laughed out loud.

The laughter grew louder and louder, carrying a bit of madness and helplessness.

"Good."

"A good Qin Feng indeed."

Xie Qingshang slammed his fist onto the console, the glass shattered, and blood flowed.

But he couldn't feel the pain.

This round, he had lost again. Lost to imagination.

At the broken end of the viaduct.

Dozens of police cars finally arrived.

The SWAT Captain pushed open the car door and stood at the edge of the cliff, the strong wind blowing his hair into a mess.

He looked at the smoke rising from the building opposite and that large hole, his Adam's apple rolling with difficulty.

As a former special forces soldier, he had seen countless desperadoes.

But a person who treats life as a bargaining chip, treats probability as a toy, and can repeatedly jump between life and death and still make it look like art... there is only one.

"All units, attention."

The SWAT Captain suddenly growled, slammed his feet together, and slowly raised his right hand toward the hole opposite.

"Salute!"

Swish!

Dozens of SWAT officers saluted in unison.

This was not for a criminal; this was for a powerhouse.

For the madman who turned the impossible into the possible.

Inside the abandoned building.

The dust gradually dissipated.

The car door was severely deformed, and someone kicked it open from the inside.

Qin Feng crawled out, covered in dust, patted the dirt off his body, and pulled out Pei Ji, who was still stuck in his seatbelt doubting life.

"Are you alive?" Qin Feng asked.

Pei Ji touched his face blankly, then touched his thighs, and suddenly burst into tears with a "waa." "Wuu wuu wuu Brother Feng! From now on, if you say go east, I will never go west! You are my god!"

"Enough, stop howling."

Su Tang jumped out of the car gracefully, actually still holding that unfinished lollipop, though it was covered in dust. "Where to next? This seems to be an unfinished construction site."

"Change clothes, blend in and get out."

Qin Feng pulled several bundles out of the car that had been prepared in advance; they were sets of muddy foreman uniforms.

Before leaving, he walked to the completely scrapped Raptor off-road vehicle.

His fingers moved swiftly.

That Jack of Hearts playing card was steadily inserted by him right into the center of the deformed steering wheel.

On the playing card, the grinning joker was facing the arriving police, emitting a silent mockery.

"Let's go."

Qin Feng lowered his hat brim and turned into the dark stairwell.

"The game has only just begun."