Chapter 443 Thrilling


    Terry, who was sitting beside Maximilian, grabbed at the safety belt with his pale face. He almost


    puked, as Maximilian was driving so fast.


    “Boss, you’re driving so fast that we might get there in 10 minutes! Slow it down. If there is an ident,


    the brake won’t work.” Terry said with his voice broken. He had never expected that he would be at the


    edge of crying on car.


    Maximilian said coldly, “It’ll be fine. I’m just racing with the Bugatti. He provoked me and I shall teach


    him a lesson.”


    “But the Bugatti’s engine is 8t, which enables it to run at the speed of 400 km per hour. The engine of


    this Mercedes is only 4t and the weight is several times heavier than the Bugatti, let alone the wind


    resistance.”


    Terry was fond of cars, so he knew well of the Bugatti’s parameter.


    Even if the weight, wind resistance and other things were excluded, Bugatti’s performance was at least


    double than this Mercedes ording to the engines.


    If weight and wind resistance were included, the gap was evenrger. If the Bugatti was an adult, then


    the Mercedes was just a kid.


    Maximilian raised his eyebrows and said with confidence, “It depends on the driver. The Bugatti cannot


    be fully activated by that driver.”


    Terry was taken aback for a moment and had to admit that it was true. However, neither of them were


    experienced racing-drivers. Terry believed the driver with better vehicle was more likely to win.


    Terry didn’t believe that the best racing-driver can surpass a Bugatti with a Mercedes, unless the


    Bugatti driver was a rookie.


    “Safety is of paramount importance. We don’t have to be angry with him. It’s not good for us driving.”


    Terry said implicitly.


    Maximilian smiled and ignored Terry’s words. Then he pressed hard on the pedal. The Mercedes


    elerated again, which shocked Terry.


    The whole body of the car started shaking because of the high speed. Since the car was not designed


    for circumstances like this and the imbnce of pressure inside and outside the car, it seemed it was


    about to disintegrate.


    “B…boss. The car is shaking. Perhaps we should slow it down. I suppose the speed is over 300km per


    hour now and the engine might be over-driven.”


    Terry shouted as he clutched tightly on the handle over his head, and even closed his eyes because he


    didn’t dare to look outside.


    “I can’t. Boss, please slow down. I beg you!”


    “Keep your eyes closed until the car stopped.”


    He changed the gears as he said so, and then the engine shook harder.


    The potential of the Mercedes was fully exploited by Maximilian. In a blink of the eye, he caught up with


    the Bugatti.


    Frightened, Canaan looked at the Mercedes beside him and wondered if he was having an illusion.


    How could a clumsy off-road vehicle be so fast?


    He bit the tip of his toe then he looked out. Indeed, the Mercedes were on a parallel with the Bugatti.


    Moreover, the Mercedes was still elerating, which meant his Bugatti would soon be surpassed.


    “Damn it! I don’t even know how fast the Mercedes is. Is this vehicle really modified?”


    Canaan was convinced that the Mercedes was modified; otherwise, it could never be so fast! But even


    if a Mercedes is modified for speed, it should not be faster than a Bugatti. It’s not for racing. How could


    it run 350 km per hour?


    Gritting his teeth, he pressed hard on the pedal, which made the Bugatti even faster.


    360, 370, 380!


    The needle of meter was already on the top. It was the first time Canaan drove the Bugatti at full


    speed.


    Although once a foreign racer could drive it at the speed over 400km per hour, Canaan thought he


    could not do it. Canaan believed that 380 was his limit, even if he tried his best, best on his driving


    skills.


    He let out a sigh as he gripped firmly on the steering wheel and stared at the road before him, in case


    there would be any ident. He had to be very careful when turning the steering wheel under such a


    high speed. If he made a mistake, he would lose control of the vehicle.


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    “Damn it! Calm down. I have to win. 380 is definitely faster.” He murmured, feeling confident that he


    would win.


    However, he suddenly realized that they didn’t even agree that this was a contest; let alone the


    destination and rules.


    While he was taken aback, the booming of the engine snatched him back to reality.


    Canaan took a nce at the rearview mirror and felt worried when seeing the Mercedes chasing after


    him.


    “What the hell is this?” Canaan even wondered if he was hallucinating because he could hardly believe


    that someone could surpass him when he was driving at a speed of 380.


    “Canaan, how’s the situation. We can’t see the Mercedes’ rear lights anymore.” One driver asked via


    the walkie-talkie.


    Canaan said angrily, “I’m driving at 380 and just got him off!”


    “Wow, that’s impressive. 380? It’s incredible!”


    “I know Canaan can do this. I don’t believe that Mercedes can surpass him at this speed.”


    “Canaan, you can slow down to force the Mercedes to stop, so we can teach him a good lesson. He


    should know this when he surpassed us!”


    Canaan blushed and wanted to say that the Mercedes was about to surpass him!


    As the Mercedes approached, Canaan looked at the road in front of him and found a gigantic turn that


    was less than a mile from him.


    It was impossible for him to pass the turn at such a speed. Even the best driver must slow down.


    Anyone drive who could make the turn at the speed over 100 could be considered experienced.


    “Damn, I have to slow down!”