At this moment, inside the Bugatti, Wang Biao's face was a sneer. He had already received the call from Zhang Lei—Tong Yuhan's tire had burst, and their loss was now a foregone conclusion.
However, as Zhang Lei saw Tong Yuhan's Lamborghini slowly crawling towards the summit, a malicious thought still rose in his heart.
Immediately, Wang Biao floored the gas pedal, and the Bugatti charged like a rampaging bull from the mountaintop towards the Lamborghini.
"This asshole!"
Seeing this scene, Tong Yuhan's complexion turned extremely ugly; she understood that Wang Biao was humiliating her.
This action was extremely dangerous. They were on the winding road of Liuli Mountain, where a slight misstep could result in a plunge from a cliff several hundred meters high, and falling would undoubtedly lead to a destroyed vehicle and lost lives.
The Bugatti on the mountain peak was extremely fast, and the distance between the two cars was rapidly closing.
Two hundred meters.
