Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System!

Chapter 51 High-tier Driving skills & Super Reflexes

The streets still buzzed with the aftermath of the Bugatti's dominance.

Parker's hands clenched the Speedtail's wheel, his knuckles white, heart thundering in his chest. That car—it hadn't just disappeared; it vanished, like some kind of automotive Houdini.

Tessa was quiet on the call. Too quiet. Not like her. She was probably just as stunned as he was, though she'd never admit it.

Then, cutting through the hum of engines, came a new sound. One Parker really didn't want to hear.

Sirens.

"Oh, hell no," he muttered, glancing into his side mirror. Sure enough, two black-and-whites were weaving through traffic like sharks hunting prey, lights blazing and wails piercing the air.

Deep inside he knew his mission was slowly coming to completion. He just had to cause some little more chaos to have the Olympians on him but the spice of it?

Don't get caught!

"Tell me that's not for us," Tessa's voice came through, dripping with irritation.

"Who else could it be for?" Parker shot back, already feeling thrilled.

Tessa's laugh was sharp, almost giddy. "Guess we're getting the full LA experience, huh?"

"Yeah, minus the cuffs, thanks," Parker said, his tone dry as he flicked on his turn signal—because why not add a little irony?

Slowing down wasn't an option, not with the cops already nipping at their heels.

"Alright, genius," Tessa said, her voice switching into mock-serious mode, "what's the plan? 'Cause I'll be damned if some rookie in a Crown Vic ruins my morning."

Parker smirked, adrenaline punching through his veins. "Plan? Easy. We drive. I'm not letting these assholes mess with my paint job."

Both Speedtails roared in agreement, engines screaming as they shot forward like wild animals released from their cages.

The LAPD cruisers didn't stand a chance. Parker's Speedtail sliced through the open streets like a hot knife through butter. Behind him, Tessa's green beast kept pace, as fierce and unrelenting as its driver.

Pedestrians barely had time to react, their heads snapping around as the two exotic cars blurred past. A woman shrieked as her dress flew up in the slipstream, clutching at it in a panic. Parker caught it in his mirror and barked a laugh.

"We're so getting on the news for this," he muttered, his grin widening.

"Damn straight we are," Tessa said, and Parker could hear the grin in her voice.

Just as his adrenaline peaked, Parker checked his mirror again—and froze.

The Bugatti was back!

Its sleek form materialized out of nowhere, gliding through traffic like a predator stalking its prey. Sunlight danced off its flawless curves, its engine's low growl promising hell.

The Bugatti sliced through traffic like it had a damn mind of its own, leaving the two cop cars behind as it sped toward Parker and Tessa. Its engine roared, the sound sending chills down Parker's spine.

"Oh, fuck me, what's with this guy?" Parker said under his breath.

"What?" Tessa's voice crackled in.

"It's back," he said, his heart pounding.

Tessa caught sight of it seconds later. "No way. How the hell did it circle back?"

The Bugatti's headlights blinked at them, like it was saying, Hey, miss me?

"Oh, this motherf—" Parker didn't finish. He slammed his foot on the gas, the Speedtail surging forward.

The sirens were still behind them, but Parker didn't care anymore. All he could think about was the sleek, taunting beast gaining on him.

"You wanna play?" Parker muttered, his smirk returning. "Alright, let's play."

"Uh, Parker? Did you notice the helicopters?" Tessa's voice crackled through the car speakers.

Sure enough, two police choppers hovered above, their spotlights sweeping over the chaos unfolding below.

"Great. Now we've got air support," Parker muttered, dodging a delivery van by inches.

But before long, news choppers joined the race.

"Great. Now we're a TMZ highlight reel," Parker muttered, dodging a pickup truck by an inch.

"Breaking news!" a reporter's voice came through the live feed on his phone. "Three exotic cars are currently tearing through downtown LA, followed by what looks like an LAPD convoy! Folks, this is insane. And dangerous!"

"Dangerous?" Parker laughed, shifting gears. "That's a cute way to put it."

The Bugatti closed the distance between them like it was toying with them, then suddenly zipped between Parker's Speedtail and Tessa's green beast, honking twice before gunning it.

"What the hell! Did he just flex on us?" Tessa barked, slamming her foot on the gas. Her Speedtail surged forward, her laughter cutting through the chaos.

"Not on my watch, you shiny bastard!"

The chaos unfolded like a symphony.

More LAPD cruisers joined the chase, their sirens blending into a cacophony of noise. Above, two choppers swooped into position, their spotlights swinging wildly over the city.

The LAPD wasn't letting up. Two more patrol cars joined the chase, their sirens wailing as they tried to catch up. The police chopper was right behind the news crews now, its spotlight dancing between the speeding cars.

"This is turning into an all-out circus," Parker muttered, glancing up at the light.

"Dude, we're trending!" Tessa yelled. She held up her phone mid-drive, showing Parker the live stream on the mirror of her car. Comments poured in at lightning speed:

Parker didn't need to. He could hear the live commentary blaring through her speakers:

"Yo, is this real life?!"

"Bugatti vs. McLarens, LET'S GO!"

"Somebody call Vin Diesel; this is insane!"

"This is better than Fast & Furious!"

"Whoever's in that Bugatti is a driving god or something."

"Bro, these drivers are NUTS!"

"Glad to know we're everyone's entertainment," Parker said dryly.

Ahead, the 6th Street Bridge loomed, its gleaming arches rising like a steel cathedral. The Bugatti took the center lane, leaving just enough space for Parker and Tessa to flank it.

For one perfect second, the three cars were in formation. Engines roared in harmony, tires screeched against the asphalt, and LA's skyline stretched out before them like a glittering promise.

[Ding! Ultimate Choice function activated.

A Buggati is challenging you to a race.

Option 1. Accept the challenge and win the race with the Bugatti owner.

Reward: Mid-tier driving skills.

Option 2. Accept the race and don't win.

Reward: BMW Series.

Option 3. Do nothing and enjoy the thrill.

Reward: High-tier Driving skills & Super Reflexes

Parker blinked as the glowing prompt hovered in his vision. His laugh was loud and reckless, like the chaos around him had finally cracked something open. "Oh, you cheeky bastard."