Dragon Master

Terry, who was sitting beside Maximilian, grabbed at the safety belt with his pale face. He almost puked, as Maximilian was driving so fast.

“Boss, you’re driving so fast that we might get there in 10 minutes! Slow it down. If there is an accident, the brake won’t work.” Terry said with his voice broken. He had never expected that he would be at the edge of crying on car.

Maximilian said coldly, “It’ll be fine. I’m just racing with the Bugatti. He provoked me and I shall teach him a lesson.”

“But the Bugatti’s engine is 8t, which enables it to run at the speed of 400 km per hour. The engine of this Mercedes is only 4t and the weight is several times heavier than the Bugatti, let alone the wind resistance.”

Terry was fond of cars, so he knew well of the Bugatti’s parameter.

Even if the weight, wind resistance and other things were excluded, Bugatti’s performance was at least double than this Mercedes according to the engines.

If weight and wind resistance were included, the gap was even larger. If the Bugatti was an adult, then the Mercedes was just a kid.

Maximilian raised his eyebrows and said with confidence, “It depends on the driver. The Bugatti cannot be fully activated by that driver.”

Terry was taken aback for a moment and had to admit that it was true. However, neither of them were experienced racing-drivers. Terry believed the driver with better vehicle was more likely to win.

Terry didn’t believe that the best racing-driver can surpass a Bugatti with a Mercedes, unless the Bugatti driver was a rookie.

“Safety is of paramount importance. We don’t have to be angry with him. It’s not good for us driving.” Terry said implicitly.

and ignored Terry’s words. Then he pressed hard on the pedal. The Mercedes

started shaking because of the high speed. Since the car was not designed for circumstances like this and the imbalance

we should slow it down. I suppose the speed is

as he clutched tightly on the handle over his head,

slow down. I beg

closed until the car

as he said so,

fully exploited by Maximilian. In a blink of the eye, he caught up with

at the Mercedes beside him and wondered if he was having an

were on a parallel with the

I don’t even know how fast the Mercedes is.

is modified for speed, it should not be faster than a Bugatti. It’s not for racing. How could

teeth, he pressed hard on the pedal, which made the Bugatti even

360, 370, 380!

the top. It was

Canaan thought he could not do it.

there would be any accident. He had to be very careful when turning the steering wheel under such a high speed. If he made a mistake, he

it! Calm down. I have to win. 380 is definitely faster.” He murmured, feeling

realized that they didn’t even agree that this was