"Mr. Qin, if we just let this guy walk away, we won't be able to hold our heads up in the circle. What he can do, I can do too!" Mr. Qin was very unwilling to give up.
"You want to imitate him?" Third Young Master immediately understood Mr. Qin's intention.
Indeed, just as they approached the curve, Mr. Qin did not slow down but instead accelerated and then drifted, his outer tires pressing against the curb as he took the turn, sending the live audience into a frenzy of excitement.
"Look, Mr. Qin is about to overtake the guy who kicked up a fuss!" the host shouted excitedly.
Inside the sports car, Mr. Qin's youthful face was filled with a serious expression, fixating on Lin Feng's car in front of him. Suddenly, the steering wheel shook violently, and despite his efforts to control it, he still couldn't tame it. The usually docile car now behaved like a wild beast out of control.
