The car jolted, and Lin Yan, sitting in the driver's seat, shook his head helplessly. He was truly speechless, this was unbelievable.
He had seen the opponent's braking action in the rearview mirror just now. The few riders in front had some skill, but it was precisely this skill that misled Lin Yan. He had thought the group behind them would be similar.
As it turned out, the skill level of those behind was abysmal. Even the BMW S1000RR, with its most advanced electronic controls among production bikes, was being ridden so poorly.
Seeing the opponent fly off, Lin Yan didn't bother to move his car to dodge. Even if the Poison's acceleration was fast, it couldn't outrun someone who was flying.
With a "bang," the opponent's body slammed onto the car's rear spoiler, then tumbled down, rolling to the position of the engine behind Lin Yan's seat. Su Mojin was jolted, but due to the previous car accident, she had some warning, so this time it was alright, and she wasn't scared.
Lin Yan turned his head to glance at this incredibly skilled rider, unsure of what to say.
Damn it, this is my new car!
The carbon fiber spoiler was fine, but the paintwork on the rear seemed to have been scraped off a bit by the opponent's helmet.
Seeing someone crash into their young master's car, Li Wei, Yang Tianming, and the other five quickly dismounted.
By then, the traffic behind had finally braked. Seeing that one of their own had crashed into the Poison, people from the motorcycle group also quickly started walking towards them. Both groups headed towards Lin Yan, their demeanor aggressive, making it look like they were about to fight.
"Brother, hold off on calling the police, let's settle this privately!"
Lin Yan had just gotten out of the car, intending to check on this brother, after all, he had crashed into his car. What if he was seriously injured... it would be bad luck.
However, as soon as he got out, he saw this brother suddenly sit up from the car with surprising speed, as if he had come back from the dead. This startled Lin Yan, who hadn't been scared when the opponent crashed into him.
Fortunately, Lin Yan knew that the guy wouldn't have been killed by that impact, otherwise, he really would have thought it was a resurrection.
Settle it privately? Lin Yan hadn't planned to call the police anyway. Looking at the scratch on the car, the Lamborghini's quality was reliable. Falling from such a height only resulted in a bit of paint loss, not even a dent. With such minor damage, if he waited for the police from Country A to arrive, Lin Yan wouldn't be able to handle his business today.
"Brother, you see..."
As he spoke, the young man from Country A immediately got off his bike and stood on the ground. Instead of helping his own bike, he unzipped his riding suit and took out a bank card, handing it to Lin Yan. The quality of the riding suit was excellent; even after such a high-speed crash, it was fine.
Facing the owner of the Poison, even the usually arrogant and overbearing street racers had to be respectful.
This young man was somewhat well-off, but this was his first time crashing into a Poison. He was filled with apprehension, afraid he might offend such a top-tier figure. At the same time, he was also wondering why this big shot was an Asian.
Lin Yan didn't take the bank card. Instead, he first carefully inspected his car. There was only that one scratch, which was fine. Taking a new car to the repair shop, Lin Yan felt like no one else could understand. Even with Lin Yan's wealth, a new car getting damaged would still hurt his feelings!
While Lin Yan was examining the car, a person who seemed to be the leader walked over from the group. Li Wei stepped forward to block him. Seeing this, the bodyguard standing beside the leader obviously became displeased and pushed Li Wei. The two exchanged a few moves, and within two exchanges, the opponent was at a disadvantage, his arm caught by Li Wei.
Looking at the skill of the opponent's bodyguard, the leader was secretly surprised. It was true that no one who drove a Poison was simple.
Through Li Wei, the leader handed a business card to Lin Yan.
"Sir, my subordinate has offended you. I apologize on his behalf."
The leader's attitude was sincere, but his appearance was somewhat like that of a Chinese gang leader.
A bald head, paired with the Harley motorcycles behind him, made him look more and more like one.
At this moment, Lin Yan happened to turn his head and glanced at the business card. A construction company? It was likely some sort of underworld street gang.
"It's nothing."
Lin Yan didn't want to cause trouble abroad. He took the bank card handed by the other party and put it in his pocket. The small scratch, a few centimeters long, could be repaired when he had time.
Of course, Lin Yan wasn't backing down because the dozens of people surrounding them were a threat. He simply didn't want to cause trouble abroad over such a minor issue. Otherwise, those dozens of people might not have been able to defeat Li Wei and his four companions.
As Lin Yan spoke, the tense atmosphere around them gradually relaxed. The leader also showed a smile. To be honest, he also hoped for a peaceful resolution, a small compensation, and a simple apology. He didn't want to offend the other party either.
However, some big shots had temperaments that were... quite fiery...
So, he had made special preparations, after all, he wasn't a pushover either.
"What kind of event are you guys having? If possible, I'd like to join in!"
Lin Yan leaned against the car and asked the leader in front of him. As he spoke, he jingled the keys to the Poison, exuding an air of someone who didn't lack money.
Lin Yan remembered that Country A was a motorcycle kingdom, and it seemed to have underground car races. This was an unwritten tradition in Country A. If Lin Yan remembered correctly, it should be held around this time, after the Country A Grand Prix.
The underground car races in Country A were very famous in his previous life, and Lin Yan was very interested. Of course, he wasn't interested in the races themselves, but in the prizes.
The prizes for underground car races were things that were difficult to obtain even with money, such as motorcycle collectibles, and even signed helmets of the champions. Lin Yan wanted to see if he could get something related to his master.
Helmets and gloves of legendary riders like these were similar to this Lamborghini Poison; you couldn't buy them even with money. They were the most expensive and valuable collectibles in the motorcycle community.