The Maybach and the Lamborghini chased each other on the highway, and for a while, their speeds kept increasing.
"A mere Maybach dares to race with me!"
However, the Maybach prepared by Xiao Qingyi was after all designed for comfort; in terms of speed performance, it ultimately couldn't compete with the Lamborghini modified by the rich second generation.
The Lamborghini accelerated and finally managed to overtake the Maybach again before entering the mountain road.
The rich kid held the steering wheel with one hand and arrogantly turned his head to make another gesture at Chen Feng.
"Kid, eat your grandpa's dust!"
He laughed loudly, ready to surge ahead.
But just then, the rich kid only heard a roaring engine from behind, and a black shadow sped past him to the front.
"What?! How is this possible?! You're telling me this is a Maybach?!"
He widened his eyes, staring incredulously at the Maybach ahead.
