Dragon Master

To make the turn successfully, Canaan slowed down. But then in an instant, the Mercedes surpassed his Bugatti like a gale.

A vicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. “Go to hell then. You will crash at such a high speed!”

“Canaan, what did you just say? What’s the situation now?” Someone asked via the walkie-talkie.

“The distance between me and the turn is less than 700 meters and I have to slow down to pass it. If that Mercedes driver keep his speed, I believe we will see a car crash soon.” Canaan said with a smile.

There was a dead silence, and then Canaan heard them gasp.

“He must be a stupid drunkard; otherwise, he would slow down.”

“Come on, guys! Let’s see how that idiot ends. If there is a fire, we can put it out by peeing on it.”

“Yes, if his car crashes, the oil tank will explode. We should put it out!”

The rich drivers then drove at full speed. Canaan slowed to 200 and he saw the rear lights of the Mercedes.

But then he saw it entered the turn with its headlight making a peculiar cure under the dim light. Then it passed the turn.

Canaan wondered if he was hallucinating because he had never seen anyone do it.

One with such skills could definitely be the best car racer in the world and win all the championships.

“Damn, am I driving a fake Bugatti? Tell me this isn’t a dream.” Canaan shouted insanely.

wrong? This isn’t a dream. We are all

could this be a dream? The girl you like is waiting

anything

at full speed. He didn’t slow down at all and

moment he finished speaking, his pupils shrunk in

the wheel.

shouted inwardly while turning the steering

the sudden turn of the steering wheel made his vehicle out of control. Then the Bugatti crashed towards the rail

Bugatti became a pile of wasted iron. And Canaan, who was covered in the airbag,

cars stopped nearby. The rich drivers worked hard to open the Bugatti’s door and dragged Canaan

breath and pulse. But his Bugatti... It’s

alive. I wonder who that driver is. He can drive that Mercedes as fast as Canaan’s

and send him to hospital. If he bleeds to death, we will

Canaan’s philtrum, and then Canaan opened

around and then he remembered what happened. “Am

are fine and you look alright.

I’m relieved. Help me get into the car. We have to find the Mercedes Driver!”

drivers traded glances and agreed. They didn’t

car. If you don’t feel comfortable, just tell me.

his car. Then other racing cars began heading towards the

white as snow when the Mercedes stopped in front of a mansion. He was soaked in

the crap out of me. It’s even more horrifying than a horror movie. My heart almost jumped