"You lostst time. Don''t you want to try again?"


    Faron was instantly furious upon seeing his punkish demeanor. He said coldly, "Get in the car."


    Wilbur and Faron got into the car. He got out of his parking space, and the young man immediately drove next to him. He rolled down the window to talk to Faron.


    Faron rolled down the windows and asked, "How are we going about this race?" The young man spat his chewing gum at Faron''s face at that moment. He sneered coldly and stepped on the gas, causing his luxury cars to start moving right away. He sneered coldly and yelled, "You win if you can catch up to me!"


    "Motherf*ck!" Faron wiped the chewing gum off of his face and threw it on the ground. Wilbur said, "Now I understand why you were so angry. Drive. You have my full support."


    "Thanks, bro. That''s all I want to hear."


    Vroom!


    Faron stepped on the gas and his car shot out lighting a sh of lightning. It quickly caught up to the young man. The young man saw that Faron was catching up, so he sped up as well.


    Vroom!


    He increased his speed and left Faron trailing at the back again.


    Faron looked like he noticed something, saying, "I can''t believe this guy modified his car. No wonder it''s so fast. What a risky guy."


    Cars were usually not allowed to be modified because there would be various issues with a modified car. However, some racers still modified their cars in secret to experience the rush of adrenaline at high speed.


    Faron once considered car modification, but his idea was stopped by the drift king of Kardon Province. Faron became close friends with the drift king because of his identity. The drift king once told Faron that he could not modify his car in secret no matter what, and he could not race after modification.


    There were a lot of cons about modified cars, and speeding puts a car''s hardware to the test. Car manufacturers conducted numerousparisons and corrtions of relevant parameters for the cars. These were all designed to work together. However, if you modified a car, the car''s various parameters would be out of bnce. Ultimately, a small detail could lead to significant disasters.


    The drift king once had a buddy who was a racer who modified his car in secret and raced. He flew off a cliff and ended up dead because of that.


    The drift king''s reminders kept echoing in Faron''s mind, but when he saw that he was left far behind, he still felt frustrated and angry.


    How was this guy faster than him? Why?


    Faron was flushed with anger. He stepped on the elerator pedal all the way to the floor. Apanied by a roaring sound, the pointer on the speedometer rapidly spun, and the car surged forward, elerating further.


    The cars gradually got closer, and he was closely behind. However, the opponent sped up again. Their distance was pulled apart once more.


    "Damn it, I''ll give you my all!"


    Faron clenched his jaw and turned to look at Wilbur, saying, "Bro, I can''t stand it."


    Wilbur scratched his nose bridge and said calmly, "Speed up then. No need to mind me, it''s up to you today."


    "Alright. In that case, I won''t hold back."


    Faron sped up once again. The cars gradually got closer, so Faron had a smile on his face. He asked, flushed with excitement, "Do you think your luxury car is the only modified car? My car is also modified. You must be stunned, right? You idiot!"