C86 He Went to the Motorcycle Club and Met a Familiar Face
When Lin Dong was awarded membership to the Motorcycle Club, the club's manager got wind of it over the phone. He had planned to check it out when he found the time, but to his surprise, the club reached out to him first. The tone of the call, though, was unexpectedly brusque—as if they were speaking to an underling rather than the boss!
Moreover, Lin Dong recognized the voice; it sounded strikingly familiar. It dawned on him that it was the same female motorcyclist who had been weaving through traffic earlier. What a small world! The biker was actually a member of his own club. Impressive! If he didn't assert his authority as the boss now, his reputation would be at stake.
Still, he couldn't be certain it was her without seeing her in person. Lin Dong crisply said, "I'll be there shortly," and hung up the phone before the other party could. With his status as the boss, Lin Dong was the ultimate authority.
Feeling competitive? Lin Dong wasn't intimidated in the slightest. After some thought, he decided to drive over to make a statement to the club members.
Back at the school parking lot, Lin Dong located his sports car amidst a crowd of onlookers. Everyone was snapping photos and taking selfies with the vehicle. It's not every day you see a Pagani Huayra, after all. Its rarity and exorbitant price tag make it unattainable for most. Both men and women who fancied sports cars were naturally drawn to the Pagani Huayra.
Lin Dong had been through this before. Without wasting words, he pressed the unlock button, slipped through the stunned crowd, got into the car, and locked the doors. This was a reflexive move after Tian Meihui had proactively gotten into the car with him. Now, there was no worry of uninvited guests hopping in.
Starting the engine, the Pagani Huayra rumbled to life with a deep growl, slowly pulling away from the onlookers. As it picked up speed on the open road, Lin Dong left the parking lot behind, under the envious and awestruck gazes of the students. He casually gripped the steering wheel with one hand, propped his chin with the other, and focused on the road ahead.
His phone's map displayed the route to the Skyfire Motorcycle Club. At that moment, the Pagani Huayran prowled forward like a predatory beast, its low-slung profile exuding aggression. With its sci-fi streamlined body, it commanded the road, compelling smaller and larger vehicles alike to yield, as if they were subjects before a king.
Lin Dong glided through the passage with ease and quickly arrived at the Skyfire Motorcycle Club. The system's rewards were all items valued in the tens of millions. Despite its name, the Skyfire Motorcycle Club didn't seem like much. However, upon arrival, Lin Dong was taken aback by its grandeur.
The Skyfire Motorcycle Club sprawled across an entire hectare. A massive workshop occupied eighty percent of the property. The walls were adorned with a distinctive, yet not cheap, coating featuring a pattern where motorcycles and flames intertwined. It resembled a chariot for the soul. Next to the design hung a logo of a flaming motorcycle with the words "Skyfire Motorcycle Club" emblazoned beneath it.
Beyond the workshop, numerous motorcycles were parked on the open ground. A group of punk-styled men and women stood conversing at the entrance.
With a press of the accelerator, Lin Dong unleashed a roar reminiscent of a wild beast, startling the onlookers. Their eyes widened in awe as they watched the Pagani Huayran advance. Such a multimillion-dollar vehicle was a rare sight for them. Only the wealthy or the noble could afford to drive such a car.
Under Lin Dong's command, the Pagani Huayran rolled into the workshop. Inside, the space was even more expansive, with several neatly arranged areas beyond the basic workstations, filled with motorcycle parts either being modified or awaiting customization.
As the Pagani Huayran entered, work ceased, and all eyes turned toward the newcomer. Lin Dong had captured the full attention of everyone present. Just then, a striking girl clad in a black leather jacket emerged. Lin Dong's eyes brightened—his intuition had been right; she was the very same female rider who had nearly collided with him.
