The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert
Chapter 365 - 361: Pursuit (Part 2)

Chapter 365: Chapter 361: Pursuit (Part 2)

Ling Chen frowned tightly as he quickly walked to the glass windows of the waiting hall, watching the airplanes coming and going on the runway. Within moments, his gaze locked onto a small Boeing aircraft.

Nanrong Wanqing was on that plane, less than a kilometer away from him.

Looking at the Boeing aircraft with flashing lights, waiting for the takeoff signal, Ling Chen gritted his teeth and determinedly walked towards the airport’s exit.

"Hey, Ling Chen, where are you going?" Xia Mutong called out from behind.

Ling Chen acted as if he hadn’t heard, accelerating his pace and running out of the airport. He got into his car, and without waiting for Xia Mutong to catch up, Ling Chen started the vehicle and quickly drove towards the airport’s VIP lane.

If others can’t be relied upon, then he could only rely on himself.

The bastard!

Seeing the dust trail left by Ling Chen’s departure, Xia Mutong, who had chased after him, cursed with hatred and a hint of worry in her eyes. Having been with Ling Chen for so long, she knew him too well; he was not someone who gave up easily. Especially when it involved the safety of Nanrong Wanqing, who knew what foolish things he might do.

It didn’t take long for Ling Chen to reach the outside of the VIP lane. However, there were guards in front of the lane, and it was barricaded. The two security staff saw Ling Chen driving towards it and immediately waved their hands, signaling him to stop the car for inspection.

Ling Chen’s eyes stared at the barricade ahead, he shifted gears with one hand and slammed the accelerator with the other. Suddenly, the muscle car shot out like an arrow from a string, knocking down the barricades on the ground and rushing onto the airport runway.

"Stop!" The two duty officers shouted from behind. Watching Ling Chen drive farther and farther away, the duty officers quickly took out walkie-talkies and contacted the airport control center.

In less than half a minute, airport police were mobilized, driving police cars, ready to intercept Ling Chen.

Glancing at the rearview mirror that reflected more than a dozen police cars, the corners of Ling Chen’s mouth lifted slightly. His speed did not decrease but instead increased, reaching a speed of two hundred miles per hour, leaving those police cars far behind.

At this time, Zhu Hong, sitting inside the small Boeing aircraft, saw the plane stop and got up to walk to the cockpit, asking, "What’s going on?"

"We just received a notification from the control center that a suspected vehicle has entered the airport. Now, all planes are forbidden to take off and must wait until the danger is cleared."

Hearing this, Zhu Hong frowned slightly and walked quickly to the cabin door, pushing it open. Suddenly, he saw a muscle car not far away rushing towards them, with only a few hundred meters away.

Ling Chen!

Zhu Hong snorted coldly, really relentless, actually following them this far.

Closing the cabin door, Zhu Hong returned to the cockpit and urged, "Take off immediately!"

"But..."

"Less talk, hurry up."

"Yes." The pilot did not dare to disobey Zhu Hong’s order and immediately started the engine, pushing forward along the runway.

"Control center calling G3AR aircraft, stop flying immediately, stand by at your current position, repeat, stop flying immediately, stand by at your current position..."

Snap!

Zhu Hong turned off the radio communicator and looked straight ahead at the runway, speaking in a stern voice, "Accelerate."

In the car, watching the Boeing enter the runway and gradually speed up, Ling Chen did not hesitate and immediately pushed the car’s speed to the limit, preparing to overtake the aircraft and prevent it from taking off.

Amidst the roaring sound of the powerful engine, the muscle car’s speed instantly increased to two hundred and thirty miles, closely following behind the Boeing aircraft.

At this moment, in the waiting hall, the passengers waiting to board watched through the glass windows the chasing drama playing out, all of them excited beyond measure, discussing animatedly, taking out their cellphones and starting to record.

Xia Mutong’s eyes widened, watching the muscle car speeding forward, chasing after the Boeing passenger plane, hardly believing his own eyes.

This bastard... has quite some nerve.

At this moment, as the Boeing plane picked up speed, the muscle car, which had just closed the gap, was gradually left behind.

Ling Chen frowned as he glanced at the speedometer, the needle was already pointing to the red zone on the far right; the muscle car was reaching its limits and could not go any faster.

Hearing noises from the cockpit, Nanrong Wanqing, who was sitting in the cabin, felt somewhat puzzled, especially due to Zhu Hong’s nervous demeanor when he pushed open the cabin door earlier, leaving her filled with questions. Then, a jarring and chaotic siren sounded, causing her to involuntarily turn her head to look out the window.

Instantly, a muscle car going at extreme speed appeared in her line of sight.

Ling Chen?

After recognizing the muscle car, Nanrong Wanqing’s heart leaped to her throat, and the corners of her eyes stung with emotion.

"Zhu Hong!"

Hearing Nanrong Wanqing’s call, Zhu Hong poked his head out of the cockpit and asked, "What’s wrong?"

"Give me your phone."

"What are you going to do?"

"I want to call Ling Chen."

"No way." Zhu Hong outright denied Nanrong Wanqing’s request, sneering, "Let him chase; I want to see just how capable he is."

While they spoke, the Boeing plane reached take-off speed, its nose lifting slightly as it headed straight for the night sky.

Watching the ascending Boeing plane, Ling Chen’s expression shifted subtly, sighing inwardly, as he ultimately couldn’t catch up. As the Boeing jet flew higher and higher, Ling Chen gently tapped on the brakes, preparing to slow down.

But at that moment, there was a loud ’bang,’ and the hood of the muscle car suddenly emitted thick smoke, clouding Ling Chen’s vision.

Not good!

Ling Chen inwardly cursed as he lightly tapped on the brakes repeatedly, but it was as if the brakes had failed, unresponsive, keeping the speed at around 190 miles per hour.

Although this muscle car was a classic model from a world-famous brand, it could not withstand its status as a vintage car. Ling Chen had just pushed it to its full potential, and now not only had the engine blown a gasket, but the parts were also malfunctioning.

Glancing out of the car window, Ling Chen forced himself to remain calm, silently pondering his next move. Jumping out of the car at this speed would lead to death or severe injury. Since the engine was already dead, he could only let the muscle car coast on inertia, letting it gradually lose speed.

Dozens of seconds passed, and as Ling Chen expected, the muscle car’s speed had already dropped from over a hundred to around eighty miles per hour.

However, the thick smoke billowing from the hood didn’t stop at all, almost engulfing the entire car, severely limiting Ling Chen’s visibility.

Right then, a ringtone for an incoming call sounded.

Ling Chen looked at the number on the caller ID and immediately answered; before he could speak, Xia Mutong’s frantic and urgent voice came through: "Are you crazy? Stop the car, you’re almost at the end."

Hearing Xia Mutong’s warning, Ling Chen was shocked and hurriedly turned the steering wheel to the left.

But as the front end of the car barely shifted, before he could straighten up, it crashed into a bollard at the end of the runway, making a loud ’bang.’

"Ling Chen... Ling Chen..."

Xia Mutong’s anxious voice came from the phone, but there was no response.