Dragon Master

"Damn!" What did we miss just now? How could it become like this? "

"How did he catch up with him? The speed of Regan's concept supercar is so fast, and it should be much faster than Maximilian's Benz. Why did he get caught up? "

"It's incredible. Is the Mercedes-Benz modified? But even a modified Mercedes-Benz has no chance to compete with the concept supercar! "

Everyone couldn't believe it, and felt that the scene before them was unreal.

Canaan laughed triumphantly, rushed to the confused commentator and snatched the microphone.

The commentator glared at Canaan, "Why are you stealing my microphone? Give it back to me!"

"It's impossible. Don't talk nonsense. From now on, I will explain the game for you. Your performance is too lousy."

Canaan directly pushed the commentator away, picked up the microphone and said, "Hello everyone, now I will explain it to you. You will witness a miracle today! No, it's magical to witness it! It will be an unforgettable night for you! "

The rich young guys looked at Canaan angrily, but no one dared to talk back. Now that the situation was gradually reversed, their determination had begun to shake.

"It seems you don't believe what I just said, but my master will prove it with action. You should wait and see!"

After Canaan finished his opening remarks, he looked at the screen. On it, the concept supercar entered the hairpin curve first, blocking the overtaking angle of the Mercedes-Benz.

"Regan's movements are excellent. It is undeniable that his driving skill is superb, but he is facing my master! I dare to conclude that Regan's lead can't be maintained for three turns!"

A few rich young guys yelled with disagreement, indicating that Canaan’s words were a bit too much.

Even if Maximilian caught up with Regan, it did not mean that Regan would lose.

sense to praise your master? Now he hasn't surpassed Regan. Maybe Regan was caught

it's boring to win directly, so he deliberately teases your master.

smiled, glanced at the rich young guys who were talking, and did not

racing tournaments with

trial training and competed with his teammates who won

Regan shifted the gear quickly and slammed the accelerator

engine of the concept sports car roared

the Mercedes-Benz was still closely behind him. Regan hit the

it! Damn it! He was able to catch up

automobile technology. As

was more, Regan's concept supercar adopted the latest twelve-cylinder engine, which

overwhelming advantage, but the reality was completely

beads of sweat, which kept slipping down and even flowed

the sweat made Regan's eyes burning. But even so, he didn't have time to wipe the sweat off

"Speed up, speed up!"

muttering, and he was about to step his

up with half of the car body,

again, and his car moved a bit away from the Mercedes-Benz.

Regan saw the turning sign ahead and had no choice but to

for the vehicle to lose control when cornering at high speed, so Regan could

for position after slowing down, but he saw a car shadow

high speed, and rushed to the

death! You don’t even slow down while passing the