Dragon Master

When the Mercedes in front of him suddenly came towards his Ferrari, he panicked instantly and tried to dodge by turning the steering wheel.

Yet he overturned, which made the vehicle slide towards the street. Bang! The Ferrari ran into a side wall, its head stuck deeply into the wall.

The force of the airbag’s sudden opening almost made him faint. He collapsed onto the seat, and then felt wet between his thighs. The panic made him lose his control and pee in his pants.

“Damn you! You shall pay for this!”

The man was weak but angry. Then he called for help with the walkie-talkie.

“Canaan! I’m Ledros. I was just surpassed by a Mercedes and now my Ferrari bumped in to a wall on the street. It’s ruined. You must avenge me.”

There was no response for a while, and then he heard loud laughter. Other second-generation rich as drivers who were racing with him was amused.

“Ledros, we have never expected that our racing club have a member like you. Surpassed by a Mercedes? You might be the first one in history.”

“Stop it. This rookie is still a member of the club. Since he was humiliated, we must avenge him. Canaan, just wait and see. The Mercedes drive will be punished.”

“Ledros, are you okay?” Canaan was the last one to speak.

“I’m fine. It’s just that my pants are wet. I was so scared.”

Canaan’s face turned gloomy instantly. If Ledros was before him, he might kick him in the chest because he felt the club’s reputation was ruined.

that bastard, we will

“Thank you, Canaan.”

he looked at the path before him with confusion. He could not even see the real

behind me is running at a speed of at least 240 km per hour. How does the driver even do it with an off-road vehicle? He’s definitely mad. If anything happens, braking is unable to stop

was stunned because the

vehicle would still go on for quite a distance in high speed because of the

when an accident happened, unless there

him was over 200 km per hour, which

or drunk, the two cars might crash. The Mercedes might remain intact, but not

not stop it. I am afraid the driver

the model of the Mercedes?” He asked

Tadric answered with

of G65 is 220km per hour! You mean he is

is modified? Anyway, it’s getting faster and faster. My speed is 240km per hour and he’s

he believed the driver was either drunk or insane.

a flying arrow, and the force of the air pushed the Lamborghini towards the other

over 240 or even 260!” Tadric shouted with

for racing cars and even his Bugatti could easily run at

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