Farming Life Starting in Africa

Tang was also furious at this moment, and his face was extremely ugly.

No one would willingly accept being used as a free stepping stone when driving their beloved top-of-the-line, high-horsepower muscle car, with someone pressing close to the car body and using it for leverage.

He was blatantly taken advantage of by Rosen, but such blocking maneuvers are common in racing, so Tang could only swallow this bitter pill.

After entering the straight section, the traffic became increasingly dense, with all kinds of private cars and commuter vehicles weaving in and out, making the road conditions extremely complex.

Rosen controlled the throttle, giving full play to the Pontiac Firebird's ultimate performance, weaving nimbly through the gaps in traffic, constantly overtaking, and maintaining a consistently high speed.

Tang's driving skills were not to be underestimated. Without any drone assistance, he relied entirely on his years of track experience, his ultimate control over the car's condition, and his on-the-spot reactions to keep a close tail of Rosen's car. The difference between the two cars remained minimal, and the two were locked in a tight race with no clear winner.

At this moment, Rosen couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

The protagonist was able to maintain a steady pace and anticipate road conditions, all thanks to the drone's vision-enhancing feature. Tang, on the other hand, relied purely on his own skills to stay close to him even in complex road conditions. It's clear that being the protagonist wasn't just about luck; he had some real talent.

Just as the two vehicles were locked in a stalemate, neither willing to back down, the real-time footage transmitted by the high-altitude drone made Rosen's expression instantly turn serious.

After the two intersections ahead, the best shortcut that originally led directly to the destination was now flashing red and blue police lights wildly, which were extremely glaring.

Four police officers, with a clear division of labor, were methodically laying spike strips and setting up tire deflation devices on the road, clearly indicating that they were specifically there to stake out these street racers.

It seems Brian isn't the only undercover agent among this group of drivers...

At their current speed and pace, by the time everyone arrives at the scene, the entire road will be completely blocked, and everyone will have no choice but to surrender, receiving a full package of tickets, vehicle impoundment, and detention.

Rosen slightly reduced his speed, staring at the terminal screen to quickly assess the situation. His mind raced, and he decisively abandoned what seemed to be the shortest shortcut.

Although taking a detour will add a distance and waste some time, it is definitely the safest and smartest choice compared to confronting police roadblocks head-on and getting yourself arrested.

After quickly planning the new detour route, Rosen scanned the road conditions again. Traffic in the oncoming lanes had decreased significantly, leaving much more space for passage.

The original straight lane was already showing obvious signs of congestion, and going this way would definitely waste time. Now is the perfect time!

Without hesitation, he stepped on the gas, turned the steering wheel decisively into the oncoming lane, and sped off at full speed in the empty lane.

As he changed lanes, Rosen glanced behind him and saw several other drivers following closely behind.

Brian's RX-7, Ares' Chevrolet SS, and Gisele's Porsche were all in place, and even Luke's Nissan 350Z, with its paint chipped and covered in scratches, gritted its teeth and caught up.

It seems that this straight road with heavy traffic gave them the opportunity to stalk and act as perverts.

After Rosen cut into the oncoming lane to seize the lead, Brian, who was originally close behind, took over and occupied the position of the leader on the left side of the track. He and Tang immediately started a high-intensity one-on-one race, with neither of them willing to give in.

Ares was extremely decisive, keeping a close eye on Rosen's movements the entire time. When Rosen changed lanes, she immediately followed and rushed into the oncoming lane without hesitation.

The two cars went completely off course on the sparsely trafficked road, speeding wildly and narrowly missing two intersections in quick succession.

Although Don and Brian were close behind, they had already fallen a little distance behind, making it increasingly difficult to catch up in these road conditions.

Soon the group arrived at the crucial fork in the road. According to the conventional racing logic, turning right was the shortest main road leading directly to the finish line, which was the optimal route that everyone assumed.

Almost all the drivers instinctively turned right and continued along the regular route.

Rosen's style suddenly changed; he unusually continued straight ahead, showing no intention of changing lanes or turning right.

This outrageous maneuver completely stunned everyone present. The drivers were all secretly wondering if this guy had gone too fast and lost his mind. Why take the long way instead of the shortcut? Could he have gotten lost due to nervousness?

Just as everyone was preparing to follow suit and turn right, looking puzzled, three people resolutely followed Rosen straight ahead.

One was Ares, who was right behind Rosen. She didn't even look at the GPS navigation; she just kept watching Rosen as he ran.

The other is Luke, who is obsessed with revenge and has no idea what to do. He is definitely unwilling to leave Rosen, and even if he goes down the wrong path, he will still stick to Rosen.

Gisele hesitated for a moment, then followed Rosen straight through the intersection. She had a feeling that Rosen hadn't gone the wrong way. She was certain that he wouldn't make such a basic mistake. This unusual behavior must have a deeper meaning. Gisele decisively abandoned the shortcut and followed him straight through the intersection.

Surprisingly, this road, which everyone thought was the wrong one, attracted even more drivers.

This road is relatively narrower, but there are fewer vehicles.

Rosen completely released the throttle, unlocking the ultimate performance of the Pontiac Firebird. The car's speed soared, gradually widening the visible gap between itself and the following convoy.

He cannot afford to relax; Rosen must make up for the extra distance caused by the detour as soon as possible.

Tang, this family hero, is definitely a protagonist in a script, with his own halo buff. Even if he encounters police roadblocks or emergencies, he can most likely break through easily with his superhuman driving skills.

If I relax even slightly, I will definitely not be able to catch up with him.

Just as Rosen was sprinting at full speed, a blinding white light suddenly appeared in the rearview mirror as Luke's Nissan 350Z forcibly activated its nitrous oxide boost again, its tail spitting out a hissing pale blue flame as it frantically closed the distance between the two cars.

Rosen was speechless, inwardly cursing, "This guy's really gone mad! Doesn't he care about the car's life or death at all? Frequently and violently using nitrous oxide, pushing the car to its limits throughout the race, isn't he afraid the engine will blow up and break down, forcing him to retire from the race?"

It has to be said that the nitrous oxide boost is indeed powerful and effective. Even though Luke's car is of average quality and has limited horsepower, the burst acceleration in a short period of time is still fierce, and the distance between the two cars is quickly closed.

But Rosen didn't care at all. A weakness is a weakness. A low-horsepower vehicle can only rely on nitrous oxide for a few seconds of burst of power. After the acceleration ends, the power will inevitably weaken and there will be no follow-up. Sooner or later, it will be steadily left behind by Rosen.