Chapter 111

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Chapter 111: Spada Codatronca! Specializing in Various Slaps in the Face!

Behind them, a fiery red Maserati Gran Cabrio 4.7 convertible sports car followed, with a man and a woman sitting inside—seemingly companions of Li Yuan.

The man had bangs and wore sunglasses, dressed in high-end casual attire, while the woman was heavily made up, intentionally styled to look fresh and charming.

Seeing Lin Mo and Qi Fei not respond, Li Yuan proudly pointed to the back and said, “That’s my buddy, Zhang Zhan, the eldest son of the president of Weiyuan Group, and his girlfriend, A Zhu. What do you think? Want to go for a ride?! You can choose my little TT or his Maserati!”

The young man in the pilot’s seat of the Maserati had a cold expression, leisurely smoking a cigarette, while the girl in the co-pilot seat, A Zhu, eagerly greeted Lin Mo and Qi Fei, saying, “Want to come try it out?”

Go for a ride?! Both cars were sports cars, and the best seat was the co-pilot. Particularly, Li Yuan’s Audi TT had only a single row of two seats, making it clear that only Qi Fei could ride next to him. If Lin Mo wanted to join, he would have to squeeze into the narrow back seat of the Maserati Gran Cabrio, effectively separating Lin Mo and Qi Fei.

“Thank you for your kind offer, but we’ll walk!” Qi Fei felt annoyed by this guy who casually flaunted his wealth in front of her.

Every girl loves fancy cars and luxury homes, but Qi Fei particularly disliked the repulsive Li Yuan.

Suddenly, Lin Mo’s left wrist moved; the gold giant dragon Gold Coin, which should have been a watch, swiftly slid down his pants leg to the ground without a sound. It faintly resembled a transparent metal shape as it quickly disappeared into a nearby gutter. Lin Mo felt it dart away quickly, slipping far down the drain.

“Gold Coin, where are you going?!” Lin Mo appeared calm, but inside he was shouting in a panic.

However, the Gold Coin offered no response.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A loud, arrogant roar of an engine approached rapidly, and before Lin Mo and Qi Fei could react, a shadow of a car appeared before them, stopping smoothly with no sound of brakes.

This thing! Lin Mo instantly recognized the luxurious sports car that suddenly transformed before him.

“I hate that guy!” The Gold Coin coldly stated in Lin Mo’s head.

“Damn!”

Li Yuan was stunned to see such an incredibly cool black sports car appear right in front of him, almost jumping out of his seat with wide eyes. Caught up in excitement, he frantically flipped through his phone, exclaiming, “What car is this?! Super cool, I need to take a picture!”

The sleek black body shone brightly, showcasing smooth curves filled with futuristic sci-fi design. The engine hummed faintly, hinting at the wild power contained within.

“Spada Codatronca! How is this possible?!” The young man leisurely smoking in the Maserati’s passenger seat tossed his cigarette away, disbelief written all over his face. He thought to himself, this must be the pride and joy of the famous Italian designer Ercole Spada, designed specifically for top-tier millionaires, valued at over 400 million yuan. His own family’s Weiyuan Group’s total assets weren’t even enough to swap for this car.

“Lin Mo! What’s going on? Let’s get out of here!” One after another, stunning luxury cars made Qi Fei feel anxious; she was genuinely scared she couldn’t resist the temptation.

“Haha! No worries! Let’s go for a ride!” Lin Mo casually walked over to the driver’s side of the black car and reached for the door.

“Lin Mo, don’t!” Qi Fei called out, though she didn’t know much about cars; the design alone hinted at an extravagant price. Anyone who could afford this car would definitely not be an average person. Lin Mo opening the driver’s door clearly invited trouble.

“Get in!” Lin Mo opened the door, ignoring Qi Fei’s warning, and sat directly inside.

Qi Fei widened her eyes, “Wh-what’s happening!?” She knew a driver’s seat could only fit one person; how did Lin Mo manage to get in?

The window of the passenger seat rolled down automatically, revealing Lin Mo’s lightly smiling face as he told Qi Fei, “Hurry, get in!”

Qi Fei felt utterly confused; there was only Lin Mo in the car, and what had happened just now! She could only numbly climb inside, doubting her own senses as she peeked into the back seat, only to find there was no back seat at all—just empty space.

Initially, she thought Lin Mo was just showing off and might provoke trouble with a wealthy person, but she saw the driver’s seat was vacant; Lin Mo had somehow just gotten in.

“Wow, an unmanned self-driving car! Rich people!” Li Yuan stared blankly, oblivious to his phone dropping in the car, still not realizing that the soldier he had always looked down upon, Lin Mo, had just jumped in.

Zhang Zhan in the Maserati looked relieved; for a car worth 400 million, it would certainly have some high-tech features and must have driven over here with remote control and cruise function.

“Lin, Lin Mo! How could this be?!” Li Yuan suddenly snapped back to reality, like a chicken having its neck squeezed, unable to utter a sound.

A soldier, a university classmate, and a luxury sports car—these words simply wouldn’t fit together in Li Yuan’s mind.

Boom!

Lin Mo placed his hands on the steering wheel and started the engine, suddenly noticing the dashboard looked strikingly familiar, almost a simplified version of the J-10 cockpit. It was remarkably easy to handle. If someone were to lift the hood now, they’d probably not find a single engine, but Lin Mo guessed the Gold Coin must have just copied some design from the internet.

“Hehehe, Lin Mo, this is great! This is the Spada Codatronca! You’ll never have to put up with that snobbish guy again,” the Gold Coin laughed playfully in Lin Mo’s mind, clearly disapproving of those flaunting their slight wealth.

“Lin Mo, are you driving or flying? How much did you buy this car for?” Qi Fei felt uncomfortable in the soft, luxurious seat. If she had known this car was worth over 400 million and practically priceless, she would’ve probably jumped out of the car in shock.

“Of course, I fly! My dad owns a car retail store, and this is a display piece borrowed from him, usually kept in the warehouse, not shown to the public. My plane costs much more than this car!” Lin Mo rolled his eyes, attempting to come up with a reasonable explanation, then he revved the engine, which roared fiercely. This wasn’t just an ordinary gasoline engine; it was powered directly by air compression. The Gold Coin didn’t carry fuel; it had a knack for decoding cars, mimicking designs perfectly.

Lin Mo’s J-10 was indeed far more expensive than most cars in the world.

The vehicle jolted and shot forward.

“Ah!” Qi Fei was suddenly pressed back into her seat by the powerful acceleration, screaming in fear, unable to distinguish the soft metal seat from leather.

“What a perfect car, I love it! I must find a way to compare!” Zhang Zhan in the Maserati felt excited upon seeing the chase, revving his engine with a similar deafening roar, though it didn’t match the handcrafted thunder of Lin Mo’s dragon-like car. The tires screeched against the ground, quickly pursuing Lin Mo.

“Damn it! That Lin Mo, that jerk, I won’t let you off easy!” After several failed attempts to impress, Li Yuan felt furious as the wealthy son of the president of Weiyuan Group completely ignored him to chase after Lin Mo instead.

No wonder this Lin guy was indifferent to his cold sarcasm; it turned out he was this rich. Compared to him, Li Yuan realized he didn’t even measure up to a plate of food. How could he possibly attract someone who easily earned more than 5,000 in a month?

Not only did Li Yuan fail to recognize how unappealing his condescending personality was, but he also assumed that Lin Mo was deliberately giving him a slap in the face, making him lose face in front of his crush, Qi Fei.

“Fine! Lin Mo, since you dared to embarrass me like this, just wait and see!” Li Yuan’s hatred for Lin Mo deepened, his mind racing to figure out how to retaliate.

Some people in this world are determined that no one else can be better or richer than them, as if the whole world should revolve around them.

“Lin Mo, slow down!” Qi Fei couldn’t bear the overwhelming acceleration; the lunch she had just enjoyed began to rebel in her stomach.

“Alright, alright!” Lin Mo innocently shrugged, immediately reducing his speed. The road by West Lake wasn’t wide enough to reach top speed, but the acceleration was akin to the landing speed of a J-10—barely enough for takeoff.

“Hehe, I avoided the road cameras when I transformed earlier, so feel free to speed up!” the Gold Coin smugly chuckled in Lin Mo’s mind.

Lin Mo was completely unaware of what crafty scheme the Gold Coin had in mind.

“You sly guy, how dare you hide a car from me! Were you deliberately watching Li Yuan’s embarrassment earlier?!” Qi Fei glared sharply at Lin Mo, her sharp tongue activated again, though her attention quickly shifted to the incredibly luxurious car.

“Hey, what features does this have?! Isn’t that a customizable dashboard? So clear! And what’s this? A level indicator, altitude! It looks like a fighter cockpit!” Qi Fei’s eyes widened as she inspected the completely unfamiliar driver’s space, or rather, cockpit.

Sure enough, it was a simplified version of a J-10 cockpit.

Despite her earlier disdain for Li Yuan, the allure of a concept-level luxury sports car captivated her immensely.

To be honest, many features were simulated by the Gold Coin from pictures; they weren’t the original design, and the differences were significant. If Qi Fei saw the original Spada Codatronca, she’d undoubtedly claim Lin Mo’s was a counterfeit.