With just this glide, the taxi gained inertia and shot forward.
So fast!
Is this really the speed one can have when cornering!
Xia Youde was utterly shocked.
Because he clearly felt it.
The taxi in front of him was taking the corner at a speed twice as high as his own.
That's exactly how Qin Hao was able to come from behind in this taxi.
After all, the characteristic of the Devil's Track is that it has many curves.
Xia Youde hadn't expected that the track he chose, instead of humiliating Qin Hao, actually gave him the chance to slap him in the face.
Is this self-inflicted?
Xia Youde felt as if he was about to spit blood from his heart, his eyes reddening as he stomped on the accelerator. "You can take the corner without stepping on the gas, so can I! Why should I be inferior to you! I'm the steward of the Rose Society!"
With a roar, the car entered the curve, and Xia Youde jerked the steering wheel.
