As soon as Shi Long pulled over to a dirt bank, Miles crawled out and vomit his guts out.

"You always did have a weak stomach, dearest little brother," Franziska said with a smile.

"Franziska?" Miles mumbled.

"Yes?" She replied sweetly, probably sweet enough to make teeth have cavities.

"Shut up." She kicked him, forgetting he was just leaning over the puddle of vomit he had just puked out.

Qilin barfed her lunch into a tiny bag she was holding. "Shi Long, I am never, never going to have a car ride with you again," she muttered. She looked at him weakly and then resumed emptying her lunch.

"Hey, I drive like this all the time."

"Well, why don't you change your driving?" There was an edge in her tone, but Shi Long didn't care. All he did was fold his arms and turned his back on her. It was going to be quiet for the two of them. For a while, hopefully.

AWUGA! A horn blared with a peculiar sound as it grew louder and louder. AWUGA! AWUUUUGA!

"What the-" Shi Long was almost hit by a pickup. In the open bed, he saw Kay and Ralos waving at them. "Smell ya later, suckers!" Ralos shouted at the top of his lungs. Attached to the pickup truck was now a waving flag of team Yatagarasu. They jeered at them until they melted and vanished from sight.

Shi Long gritted his teeth, his competitive spirit bristling at the insult. "Okay everyone, break times over, we are going after them."

"Shi Long –" Shi Long ignored Qilin and was helping (forcing) her to the car. Franziska did the same to Miles as she wiped of the foul smelling puke on his face, apologetically. Too much insulted by the impertinent three, he did not notice how the car smelled funny. He stepped on the gas pedal, hard. He was going to get them alright, and they'll finally get to have a nice good interrogation, he will personally see to that.

The car was already going at eighty miles per second, it wasn't even fast enough. He clenched his teeth harder as he approached the pickup truck. He will win this race, no matter what. Qilin and Miles were bumping into each other while Franziska secretly enjoyed the speed Shi Long was going. Silently, she cheered him on, biting back a smile that was forming in her mouth. Qilin screamed profanity in Zhengfan, and she swore she would kill him, if they lived through this nightmare.

Luna smiled as she saw the approaching car. Ralos entered the pickup through a slot Liuxang had installed for people to slip freely in and out of the truck, albeit a little dangerous because it could cut a person in half, were the person using the slot while during an accident. "Gimme some daring, Ral!" Luna said, almost in a high from the adrenaline rush. She was obviously enjoying this game. Ralos pushed his hand out and made sure Shi Long could see it, and gave him a thumbs up sign to a sudden thumbs down.

"What the hell is he doing?" Franziska asked as Shi Long bared his teeth now.

"The driver's challenging me," he said, his fighting spirit was in full blaze now. He will not give up now, when there was so much to lose.

"Agent Shi Long –" Miles said weakly. It seemed his stomach wasn't finished with emptying his lunch just yet.

"Not now, pretty boy," Shi Long barked as he stepped on the gas pedal. There was no way he could lose. He will not lose. He will never lose to a young driver, and he was gaining he was going to win. Qilin coughed suddenly. And that made him brake. "Qilin?" But she was in a fit.

"He stopped," Ralos said as he looked behind them.

"Well, that's a reli- AHHH!" Luna screamed as the truck skidded. They had lost control of the truck.

Kay was unluckily on the bed, and she was tipped out. She desperately grabbed out for something to hold on to and she did, and it felt like a human torso. The pickup miraculously stopped also though it was too sudden and the twins both hit the windshield. The Brother was safe, he was strapped in the back seat with a safety belt , the same used for race cars. Ralos and Luna felt a bad premonition at someone glaring at them with murderous intent. They looked behind themselves and first they looked at the feet, the person was wearing black shiny boots that gleamed with reflected light and two sword blades that have visibly impaled the truck. Their eyes raised a bit, and they saw a pair of legs with a limp on the left leg wearing black slacks and the hem of a green Zhengfa attire, the belt had a buckle the shape of a large coin with a square hole and a pouch attached to it, that carried herbs. On both sides of the legs were the blades of two wide and thick swords that explained the sudden brake of the truck, they deduced that the blades were embedded into the dirt road. Their eyes lifted further up, and they saw a green Zhengfan top with buckles instead of buttons, the outlines of the top were outlined with yellow and on the shoulders were yin-yang dragons. There was also a breast pocket and the arms were holding the scabbards of the swords. Their sharp eyes could see rolls of bandages that were slightly peeking out of his shirt and a set of limbs shaking as they held onto the person for dear life. It was Kay. They also so the tip of white hair. They swallowed hard as they looked up. It was Liuxang with another bandage wrapped around half his head, glaring daggers at them, with eyes that were boring holes into them. His green eyes glinted with the ferocity of a mother bear whose young was threatened, it was because of Kay. She was the youngest and the most inexperienced.

"Kay, you may let go of me now, if you feel safer," Liuxang said softly.

Kay glanced at Liuxang and blushed. "Oh, so sorry, Whitey." She let go and she landed on her butt.

"As for you two," he whispered softly, dangerously, and menacingly," Luna, didn't I tell you not to drive until you mastered Level Three?"

Luna looked away ashamed. Ralos looked at Luna in shock. "Get out of the truck now," Liuxang ordered. They did so, crawling out through the slot. It was quick and they did not expect it. Liuxang hugged both of them. "Thank god you're all safe."