great-warnovel Chapter 172 The carriage is too bumpy? The fourth brother carried her into the modified carriage.
Chapter 172 The carriage is too bumpy? The fourth brother carried her into the modified carriage.
"when--!!!"
A piercing clang of metal clashing rang out across the desolate plains before dawn.
Ma Kui, the second-in-command of the Ma family, felt a sharp pain in his hand, and the steel pickaxe in his hand almost flew out of his grasp.
He stared wide-eyed at the dark road beneath his feet, his bloodshot eyes bulging.
All that could be seen on the asphalt road that had just withstood his full-force blow was a faint white mark.
His expensively crafted pickaxe was chipped.
"Damn it... damn it, I've seen a ghost!"
Ma Kui threw away the scrap metal and angrily kicked the ground, only to find that the impact made his foot go numb.
"Second Master, this road is too eerie!"
The henchmen beside him also looked like they'd seen a ghost, their shovels bent from digging: "This black mud is harder than granite when it dries! And... and it's all continuous! There's no gap to put a pickaxe in!"
"Can't dig it up?"
Not far away, Master Ma, wrapped in a bearskin coat and personally overseeing the battle, had a face as gloomy as a stagnant pool.
He looked at the "black jade belt" that stretched across his territory like a black dragon, and at the lingering heat on it, feeling that every wisp of heat was mocking his incompetence.
"Since we can't dig a road..."
Master Ma squinted his cloudy, triangular eyes, pulled a cloth bag from his pocket, and casually tossed it aside.
"Splash—"
Hundreds of caltrops, gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light, rolled onto the black road surface.
These barbed wire spikes are specially made, with four spikes, so no matter how you throw them, one spike will always face upwards.
That's a vicious contraption specifically designed to ruin horseshoes and break wheels.
"Then wreck their cars!"
Master Ma grinned maliciously, revealing a set of rotten teeth stained yellow by smoke:
What's the use of a smooth road?
"Anyone who dares to cross my territory will have their horses crippled and their carts rendered useless!"
"As long as I break their legs... the Qin family will have to obediently come back and beg me!"
……
"Achoo—!"
In the underground parking garage of the Cloud Top Apartments, Su Wan, wrapped in a thick cashmere blanket, suddenly sneezed.
"Is Jiaojiao cold?"
A lazy, slightly teasing voice came from under the car.
Immediately afterwards, a tall, slender figure emerged on a scooter.
It's the fourth one, Qin Yue.
Qin Siye, who usually always waved a fan and exuded a money-grubbing (scratch that, aristocratic) aura, was unusually dressed in a dark gray jumpsuit at this moment.
The trousers were fitted tightly at the waist, outlining his lean and strong waistline.
A smear of black oil smudged his face, landing right at the corner of his eye, adding a touch of untamed wildness to his already alluring fox-like eyes.
"I'm not cold." Su Wan rubbed her nose, looking at the man in front of her with an "industrial style" and asked curiously, "But Fourth Brother... this early in the morning, you've made Second Brother's lab smell like burnt food. What are you cooking?"
"cook?"
Qin Yue took off his thick canvas gloves and tossed them aside.
He stood up, walked to Su Wan, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips:
"Jiaojiao is right."
"I'm cooking... something that can 'catch' Jiao Jiao."
As he spoke, he turned and walked to the worktable, picking up a dark, freshly molded ring.
Those are tires.
Although it is just a basic solid rubber tire, after vulcanization, the surface has a matte black texture and is engraved with intricate herringbone anti-slip patterns.
"This is... rubber?"
Su Wan reached out her finger, wanting to poke the black circle.
"Don't move."
Qin Yue grabbed her wrist.
His fingers were long and slender, with the residual warmth of rubber and a slight greasiness of machine oil still clinging to his fingertips.
"Not clean."
He spoke softly, but his eyes showed no disdain. Instead, he took her hand and guided it to the tire:
"However... if Jiaojiao wants to touch, we'll have to find a different way."
He picked up a scrap of discarded rubber from the table.
It was a long, black strip, only two fingers wide, yet extremely resilient.
"Jiaojiao, do you know what the most distinctive feature of this thing is?"
As Qin Yue asked, he slowly wrapped the black rubber band around Su Wan's fair and slender wrist.
a circle.
Two laps.
"Is it...elastic?" Su Wan looked at the "black handcuffs" on her wrists, her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.
"clever."
Qin Yue chuckled, then suddenly pinched both ends of the rubber band and pulled it slightly.
"Boom——"
"It can bend and stretch."
Qin Yue looked at the fleshy feel of her wrist being tightly bound, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes darkened.
"Just like me."
"It usually looks soft..."
"But if you really want to trap Jiaojiao..."
He suddenly let go.
"Smack."
"No one can break free."
Su Wan's face flushed at his sudden action, and she instinctively tried to pull her hand away, but Qin Yue grabbed it and pulled her to the center of the garage.
There, a newly modified carriage was parked.
But this can no longer be called a horse-drawn carriage.
The car body is entirely black with smooth lines, and the original wooden wheels have been replaced with four large black rubber wheels.
Even more outrageous, several sets of large spring shock absorbers were installed under the carriage.
"This is...this is the new car Fourth Brother was talking about?"
Su Wan stared wide-eyed at this massive, steampunk-style machine.
"The Chasing Clouds".
Qin Yue patted the leather-wrapped car seat, his eyes revealing a businessman's shrewdness and a man's possessiveness:
"Big brother only cares about paving the way, he doesn't care whether Jiaojiao is comfortable or not."
"I'm different."
"I can't stand seeing Jiaojiao suffer."
He opened the car door and made an extremely gentlemanly "please" gesture, but his eyes looked anything but proper.
"Jiaojiao, why don't you go up and give it a try?"
"Let's see if this time... we can protect your back."
……
Inside the train carriage.
The space wasn't large, but it was luxurious to the extreme.
The original hard wooden seat was replaced with a thick memory foam sofa (although it was a low-end version hand-pressed by Qin Mo using wool and cotton, its comfort level was already at the peak of this era).
The walls were covered with soft leather to prevent bumps and knocks.
Even the car windows have been replaced with double-layered soundproof glass specially made in Qin'an.
The door was closed.
It's an absolutely private and quiet little world.
"How is it?"
Qin Yue followed closely behind and got in, locking the car door behind him.
The soft click of the lock clicking shut was particularly clear in the enclosed space.
Su Wan sat on the soft sofa, almost sinking into it.
"So soft..."
She couldn't help but sigh, but before she could offer any more praise, she felt the seat next to her sink.
Qin Yue sat down.
He was right next to her.
"Software alone won't do."
Qin Yue turned to the side, placing one hand on the back of the chair behind her, forming a semi-encircling posture.
The scent, a mixture of engine oil, rubber, and a faint cologne, instantly filled Su Wan's nostrils.
"We need to remain cautious."
He reached out and pulled a black ribbon from beside his seat.
That's... a seatbelt?
"What is this?" Su Wan asked knowingly, but her heart was pounding like a drum.
"amulet."
Qin Yue chuckled softly, pulled the seatbelt over Su Wan's chest.
His movements were slow.
It was so slow it was like flirting.
The black strap crossed her high, firm breasts, creating a undulating curve.
Qin Yue's gaze slid unabashedly along that curve, his fingertips lightly brushing against that soft spot.
"Jiaojiao is too light."
"If this car speeds up... I'm afraid Jiaojiao will fly out."
"Click".
The seatbelt buckle is fastened.
Su Wan was firmly strapped to the seat and unable to move.
Qin Yue's hand did not leave.
He pressed his hand on the buckle located on her lower abdomen, leaned forward, and enveloped her entirely in his shadow.
"Now……"
"Let's test the 'flexibility' of this car."
"Set off!"
He called out to Qin Feng, the fifth driver who was also a test driver.
"Alright! Jiaojiao, sit tight!"
With a flick of his whip, Qin Feng sent four purebred Akhal-Teke horses neighing as they pulled the heavily modified "Chasing Clouds" vehicle forward like an arrow.
Extremely fast.
If it were the old wooden-wheeled cart, Su Wan's skeleton would have fallen apart long ago at that speed.
But now...
She only felt the car dip slightly, followed by an extremely smooth feeling of speed.
The wheels rolled over the gravel on the ground, the vibrations absorbed by the thick rubber.
The car body swayed, but the springs underneath diffused the movement into gentle undulations.
"It really...it really isn't bumpy anymore!"
Su Wan turned her head in surprise and looked at Qin Yue beside her.
But they discovered that Qin Yue wasn't looking where he was going at all.
He kept looking at her.
Staring at her flushed cheeks, and at the alluring curves of her body ripped open by the seatbelt.
"It's no longer bumpy."
Qin Yue's voice was somewhat hoarse.
He suddenly reached out and placed his palm on the outside of Su Wan's thigh.
Even through her skirt, Su Wan could feel the astonishing heat of his palm.
"But Jiaojiao..."
"The car isn't bumpy anymore, so why are you still shaking?"
"I..." Su Wan's body stiffened, "I was... I was excited."
"Yeah?"
Qin Yue's lips curled into a wicked smile.
At this moment, the carriage was traveling on that black jade belt.
The speed is getting faster and faster.
The scenery outside the window rushed past, blurring into a blurry afterimage.
"The Ma family's checkpoint is just ahead!"
Qin Feng outside shouted excitedly:
"Those bastards scattered barbed wire! Lots of nails!"
"What should we do? Should we slow down?" Upon hearing this, Su Wan immediately tensed up and instinctively grabbed Qin Yue's arm.
"slow down?"
Qin Yue grasped her hand in return, their fingers intertwined, a hint of arrogant disdain flashing in his eyes:
"Why slow down?"
"This wheel... is the 'indestructible body' that I forged through forty-nine processes."
"Don't even mention a few broken nails."
"It's like facing mountains of knives and seas of fire..."
"You'd better run me over!"
"Charge!" he ordered Qin Feng.
"Yes, sir!"
Qin Feng let out a wolf howl of excitement, cracking his whip with a deafening sound.
Instead of slowing down, the "Chasing Clouds" accelerated again, charging towards the death zone filled with barbed wire with an indomitable momentum.
……
At the checkpoint.
Master Ma was holding a teacup, waiting to see the Qin family's car overturn and people die.
"Here it comes!"
Ma Kui pointed at the black lightning bolt in the distance, rubbing his hands together excitedly:
"Third Master, look! That car is going so fast, if it runs over a single caltrop, it'll explode immediately! The car will be destroyed and everyone will die..."
Before he could finish speaking...
The black carriage was already upon them.
"Puff puff puff puff—"
A series of muffled thuds.
That was the sound of sharp barbed wire piercing rubber.
The smile on Master Ma's lips had just begun to bloom when it froze on his face the next second.
The large, black wheels, like a greedy beast, swallowed the barbed wire whole.
There was no tire blowout.
It did not roll over.
There wasn't even the slightest pause.
The thick, solid rubber tires, with their terrifying elasticity and hardness, directly pressed the spikes into the road surface or bounced them off.
"Jingle bells—"
Several caltrops, which had been knocked away, shot towards the Ma family henchmen by the roadside like hidden weapons.
"Ouch!"
"My eyes!"
Amidst screams of agony.
The "Chasing Clouds" was like a warship cutting through the waves, roaring past with an overwhelming aura.
Even when passing in front of Master Ma.
The car window slowly rolled down halfway.
A long, slender hand reached out and made an extremely arrogant gesture—the middle finger.
Then, a silver note sprinkled with gold floated out lightly.
It landed right on Master Ma's blank, wooden face.
The banknote had a line written on it:
[A reward for you.]
Buy some medicine to treat your brain.
……
Inside the train carriage.
Su Wan was unaware of what was happening outside.
Because she was going through a "bumper ride" that was even more thrilling than "breaking through the checkpoint".
The car body shook violently the instant the wheels rolled over the barbed wire.
Su Wan exclaimed in surprise.
next second.
Qin Yue unbuckled his seatbelt.
Using the momentum from that jolt, he leaned forward and pressed Su Wan firmly against the soft backrest.
"Ugh—"
Su Wan's back was pressed against the leather chair, with Qin Yue's imposing chest in front of her.
"Don't be afraid."
Qin Yue whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse as if it contained grit:
"That's us crushing their bones."
His hands braced on either side of Su Wan's body, confining her to this small space.
As the car's speed increased, a strange resonance was generated inside the carriage.
The vibration traveled through the seats and onto the two people's bodies.
That tingling, numb sensation felt like countless tiny ants crawling inside my veins.
"Jiaojiao, what do you think of the shock absorption?"
Qin Yue lowered his head, his nose brushing against Su Wan's cheek, sniffing her delicate skin.
"Good...very good..." Su Wan's body went limp from his rubbing, and her voice trembled.
"Just very good?"
Qin Yue seemed somewhat dissatisfied.
He suddenly reached out and, through the fabric of her clothes, pressed his hand against Su Wan's waist and abdomen, which were constricted by the seatbelt.
"here……"
His fingers slid along the edge of the seatbelt, the fingertips carrying a highly suggestive pressure:
"Is it tight?"
"Tight..." Su Wan's breathing became rapid.
"Tight is just right."
Qin Yue's eyes were dark and brooding, like a fox eyeing its prey.
"This seatbelt... feels like my hand."
"I want to hold Jiaojiao like this."
"No matter how much the car shakes..."
"No matter how many nails are outside..."
"Jiaojiao can only... cling to me."
"Fourth Brother..." Su Wan felt the warmth of his palm, and the feeling of being controlled made her feel somewhat confused and infatuated.
"Call me by my name."
Qin Yue suddenly kissed her earlobe.
The warm, moist tongue swirled around the small pearl earring, sending a shiver down Su Wan's spine.
"Qin...Qin Yue..."
"Good girl."
Qin Yue chuckled softly.
His hand had already quietly slipped into Su Wan's lower back without her noticing.
There, the bruises that Qin Lie had rubbed last night were still throbbing faintly.
But Qin Yue's method was completely different.
If Qin Lie's actions were like a domineering press...
Qin Yue was cunningly provoking them.
His fingertips circled lightly around the bruise, neither too light nor too heavy, just barely touching it.
"My older brother only knows how to use brute force."
He breathed into her ear, his voice tinged with a jealous, competitive tone:
"Did you rub Jiaojiao until she hurt?"
"I'm different."
"My hands... I've counted so much money, I know exactly how to control my strength."
As he spoke, he gently placed his palm on that skin, and then—
Use the vibrations of the car body to gently rub it.
"This is called...resonance massage."
He was spouting nonsense with a straight face, but his eyes were incredibly lewd:
"Using the car's momentum... to help Jiao Jiao disperse the bruises."
"Are you comfortable?"
The subtle vibrations generated as the vehicle moved were transmitted through his scalding palms to Su Wan's sensitive waist.
It actually gave me a... indescribable feeling of comfort and tingling.
"Mmm...uh..."
Su Wan couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
The sound echoed in the enclosed carriage, instantly igniting a fire in Qin Yue's eyes.
"Jiaojiao's voice..."
Qin Yue suddenly tightened his arms, pressing her even more forcefully against him, his lower body pressed tightly against her thighs:
"It sounds even better than the sound of that motor..."
"It seems this resilience test... was very successful."
"after……"
He bit her lip and mumbled indistinctly:
"We need to do more of these tests."
"It's right here in this car."
"It's just the two of us."
"Let all these roads...shake them."
……
When the "Chasing Clouds" finally stopped at the Qin family's gate.
Su Wan was carried down by Qin Yue.
Her face turned as red as a boiled shrimp, and she became as limp as a puddle of mud, unable to even walk steadily.
"What's wrong?"
Qin Lie, the eldest brother who was waiting at the door, frowned deeply when he saw Su Wan's appearance.
He snatched Su Wan from his arms, holding her close, and glared at Qin Yue with hostility.
"Where did you take Jiaojiao?"
"Why is it shaking like this?"
Qin Yue slowly straightened his slightly disheveled collar and wiped away a non-existent smear of rouge from the corner of his mouth.
He looked at Qin Lie with a victorious smile, a smile that revealed the satisfaction of a fox after stealing a bite:
"Don't worry, brother."
"The road is flat."
"The car is very stable."
"Jiaojiao just..."
He glanced at Su Wan, whose face was flushed and who was burying her head in Qin Lie's arms, pretending to be dead, and his eyes narrowed:
"I'm just a little... carsick."
"after all……"
"This new car has such great 'flexibility'."
"Jiaojiao hasn't gotten used to the 'aftereffects' yet."
Qin Lie glanced suspiciously at the still slightly swaying carriage, then at Su Wan, who was pinching his arm in his arms to shut him up.
Something just doesn't feel right.
But this car...
It's definitely not broken.
Moreover, there were several flattened caltrops embedded in the tire.
"Hmph, you've got some skills, kid."
Qin Lie snorted coldly and carried Su Wan into the house:
"Since the car is alright, then from now on, you can continue the job of picking up and dropping off Jiaojiao..."
"I'll leave it to you."
Qin Yue watched the two figures disappear into the distance, his smile deepening.
He leaned against the car door and touched the seat, which was still warm.
"Do you offer pick-up and drop-off service?"
"That would be great."
"This road is so long..."
"We're going to have some earthquakes coming up..."