Looking at the Grand Cherokee that had already disappeared, the young man began to slow down dejectedly. He knew that it was impossible for him to overtake it. On a professional race track, relying on the performance of the car, it should not be a problem to overtake the Grand Cherokee. However, it was not the case here.
"I can 't, I can't catch up. A Grand Cherokee can actually drive so fast? Is he crazy?" The young man frowned. He couldn't figure out who this person was. He wasn't a professional sports car, but he drove an off-road car at a speed of 300. It was a bit unbelievable.
"Brother ... If we let that person represent our family in the competition ... Will we be able to get more benefits in the Hidden House Summit?" The teenager wasn't thinking about how a Grand Cherokee could be driven so fast. He was thinking further.
"Yeah! "If we let this person compete, we might win ..." The young man's eyes lit up.
