CHAPTER 429: CHAPTER 428: THE PRICE

This part of the road is filled with numerous curves, and the curves are where one truly distinguishes their driving skills.

To pass through the curves while maintaining a certain speed is quite challenging; without decelerating, it’s very easy to lose control and fly off the road.

Quickly, they sped out of the city, ahead was a large curve.

The FBI agents were all getting ready to slow down to navigate the turn ahead, which was over ninety degrees; passing it without slowing down was impossible.

But then something astonishing happened, Jiang Cheng’s vehicle showed no sign of slowing down.

It charged straight toward the curve, as if the curve didn’t exist.

As the FBI agents thought Jiang Cheng would fly off the road, a piercing noise suddenly reached their ears.

It was the sound of the tires grating against the ground as the car made a sharp turn.

As the noise appeared, the front of Jiang Cheng’s car entered the curve, and the rear sharply swung to another direction, as if the front stayed stationary and only the rear moved.

Jiang Cheng’s entire car suddenly drifted sideways, gliding through the large curve.

This is, drift!

An FBI agent recognized Jiang Cheng’s cornering technique and yelled out involuntarily.

Indeed, Jiang Cheng used the drifting technique to swing the rear of his car perfectly through that over ninety-degree turn.

After passing the large curve, there were several consecutive turns ahead, and Jiang Cheng didn’t slow down at all, using drifting to get through each turn.

The sound of the tires rubbing against the ground kept resonating, and Jiang Cheng’s car danced like an elf, weaving through the curves.

He effortlessly navigated through a series of curves without reducing his speed at all.

Such continuous drifting was truly breathtaking, leaving those behind in awe.

Drifting is already a very difficult technique; having just one person do it continuously while maintaining high speed is virtually impossible.

Even if you let professional racers try hundreds of times, no one could achieve this; it requires absolute perfection, something seemingly beyond human ability.

But Jiang Cheng accomplished it.

By performing this series of high-difficulty drifts, Jiang Cheng finally lost the cars trailing him.

And thus, the car chase came to its conclusion.

Without a doubt, Jiang Cheng was the ultimate victor!

After numerous rounds of high-speed car chases, Jiang Cheng finally shook off his pursuers.

Using high-difficulty continuous drifts, Jiang Cheng completely threw off the FB agents and could finally relax a little.

Although the long car chase seemed effortless for Jiang Cheng, he wasn’t sweating at all.

But in reality, Jiang Cheng wasn’t at ease; he was starting to feel somewhat tired.

It’s not that Jiang Cheng felt physically exhausted; those maneuvers were not taxing on his body at all.

It wasn’t even enough to count as a warm-up, after all, how tiring can driving be?

Though not physically worn out, Jiang Cheng was mentally drained.

Maintaining full concentration is extremely exhausting, and ordinary people can’t sustain such focus for a long time; Jiang Cheng’s exhaustion was evident.

Since leaving the Facebook Headquarters, Jiang Cheng had maintained an exceptionally high speed.

At that speed, even with his remarkable reflexes, he had to be extremely cautious, staying fully focused to control the car.

Any lapse could lead to a fate like those of the crashed FBI agents.

Though Jiang Cheng’s physical condition was robust, even a crash wouldn’t be catastrophic. It would only result in a wrecked car, but not a fatality. However, a destroyed car would be troublesome, as he couldn’t outrun the relentless FB agents on foot.

But now everything was at ease, and Jiang Cheng could begin to enjoy the pleasures of driving.

Having shaken off the tailing cars, Jiang Cheng slightly reduced his speed.

Driving leisurely toward the predetermined location, humming quietly, he enjoyed the scenery on both sides of the road with great pleasure.

He seemed like a tourist visiting Rijin Mountain, showing no sign of being pursued by the massive FBI organization.

Jiang Cheng was at ease because he was confident; he had anticipated this scenario before coming to the United States.

After all, this was then enemy’s territory, and unconventional tactics from them were within his expectations.

Now he wasn’t afraid of being pursued any longer; as long as he reached the predetermined meeting point prepared in advance, and met with Zhang Dabiao and Zhang Manlin there, the Americans wouldn’t be able to stop him.

Jiang Cheng wouldn’t have come recklessly without preparation, and everything happening today was within his predictions, all under his control.

Now Jiang Cheng was truly at ease, while the FB agents behind him were facing a different situation.

They had completely lost hope of catching up with Jiang Cheng, sullenly returning to the FBI headquarters, to face the wrath of the higher-ups.

Even though it seemed pitiful since they sacrificed so much yet returned to punishment.

But they were the losers now; had they succeeded, there wouldn’t have been so many complications.

Losers must pay the price; it’s an eternal truth.

Jiang Cheng drove slowly along the roads of San Francisco, enjoying the sights and pondering the history here.

This place has a large number of Chinese descendants, perhaps the most concentrated in the United States.

Their ancestors came to the United States in the last century, primarily during that special era.

Their ancestors once crossed the ocean, risking their lives to reach this land only for the dream of riches.

Unfortunately, Rijin Mountain was not a place for fortune; most Chinese immigrants worked the hardest jobs and received the least pay.

Many Chinese workers who came to the United States perished tragically on this land.

Jiang Cheng looked at the coastline ahead, recalling the tragic stories of those Chinese workers and muttered to himself, "Your grievances of the past, leave it to me, I’ll seek justice for you!"

As he spoke, a sharp glint flashed in Jiang Cheng’s eyes, his lips curled into a cold smile.

Pushing the United States down from its position as a world leader is one of Jiang Cheng’s goals.