Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 351 is on fire!

When Massimo was young, his dream was to become a professional racing driver. However, as a son he had to follow in his father's footsteps, he had to give up his ideals and join the mafia.

Now that Massimo saw the young Caesar, he felt that they had met too late.

Caesar may be inferior to Chu Zihang in fighting, but he has his advantages. He is versatile, good at rhetoric, and can easily gain the trust of others. In this respect, Chu Zihang is not as good as Caesar.

The reason why Massimo proposed a fight was simple. There was no one around him who understood him. The loneliness of an elderly person was very heavy. Even killing ten people could not alleviate Massimo's loneliness.

According to intelligence, Massimo's wife and son died early in the revenge of their enemies, and his daughter could not stand the instability brought by the family and married to England, severing ties with Massimo.

As the boss, Massimo will naturally have people who cater to his wishes. After all, Massimo dreams of becoming a professional player. Those who take shortcuts are not true masters.

Caesar was different. He started racing when he was eight years old. Pompey drove a car while Caesar was in control of the steering wheel.

For Caesar, drag racing is what he has left over from playing.

With just one look, Massimo was sure that Caesar was a true master.

This ignited Massimo's blood, and even his old bones were rarely ignited, so he decided to have a friendly match with Caesar.

Of course, there was also the idea of ​​establishing good relations with the Shang Heng family behind Caesar.

After all, the mafia cannot be exposed, and Massimo wants to slowly whitewash the family business and do some business permitted by the law.

When Massimo took the initiative to invite Caesar to a duel, without waiting for Caesar to respond, Massimo's bodyguard changed his expression, but when he saw Massimo nod, he chose to shut up.

"How is it, young man?" Massimo smiled on his gray face.

"It's my honor." Caesar smiled back.

"This is a competition between men. Let's finish it quickly and maybe not disturb your duet with your fiancé," Massimo said to Nono.

Nuonuo thought about it and said.

"Take me with you. To be honest, I'm quite interested in drag racing."

"Oh? You have a good fiancée. I really wish my wife had the courage of your fiancée. She always thought that speeding was dancing with the god of death."

There is a highway in the small town of Greenville that is built on the mountains. The road is extremely curved, comparable to the Akina Mountain. This is the exclusive racing track built by Rossini.

The Rossini family provided the racing cars, four in total.

Massimo was in a car with his bodyguard. If anything happened to Massimo, the bodyguard would grab the steering wheel and turn off the engine to prevent him from falling off the cliff.

Caesar drove a car and Caesar was at the steering wheel.

For safety reasons and to prevent Caesar from doing anything bad, Massimo arranged for a car to follow him throughout the journey.

Caesar also asked his butler maid to come along. After the male and female bodyguards searched him separately and found no firearms, Massimo agreed.

Everything is ready, all that's left is to start the engine and charge forward.

Massimo asked his men to make the arrangements while he raised a glass of red wine and toasted with Caesar and took a sip.

……

Late at night, two rows and two columns of racing cars were ready to go, each roaring like a giant beast, shaking the valley. The two leading cars were one black and one white. The black one belonged to Massimo, called Champion Black Horse, and the white one belonged to Caesar, called Chariot of Heaven.

When the flag bearer waved the flag decisively, the champion dark horse and the heavenly chariot flew out like an arrow, leaving a trail of tire scratches on the spot.

Xia Mo and Chu Zihang followed at a slightly slower speed. The winding track was calling for the old driver, but Xia Mo knew that she couldn't steal the limelight from the protagonist, so she reluctantly handed the steering wheel to Chu Zihang and sat in the passenger seat. By the way, the car stereo played the theme song of "Initial D" "Rage your dream".

Chu Zihang drove very steadily. His lack of interest in racing did not mean that he had bad driving skills. He and Xia Mo's "Ghost Shadow" was always three car bodies faster than the mafia bodyguard's "Flame Storm", while Caesar Nono was five car bodies faster than Xia Mo. Xia Mo and Chu Zihang kept staring at the back of the car.

The mafia boss's champion dark horse was half a car body faster than Caesar. The veteran could cut into every corner accurately, and the friction between the tires and the ground made a sharp sound.

The performance of the Champion Dark Horse and the Heavenly Chariot is roughly the same, and the competition is about acceleration in the corners. As time goes by, one corner after another passes, the Champion Dark Horse is far ahead, leading the Heavenly Chariot by four car spaces.

Inside the Heavenly Chariot, Nono turned his head to look at Caesar, who looked relaxed, and knew that this guy was not using his full strength.

Caesar is unrivaled in speed racing, and the hybrid's reaction speed can easily overwhelm an ordinary person who is half buried in the earth.

Caesar explained slowly that this was just like driving a car, it was a very demanding job, one could neither beat the leader nor let the leader win too easily.

Nono was surprised and asked if the eldest son of the Gattuso family still wanted to curry favor with others?
Caesar said he learned it when others tried to curry favor with him.

"Boring." Nuonuo curled her lips. She rolled down the window to look at the scenery outside. Even though the car speed reached 280 kilometers per hour, everything in the mountains was a blur.

Caesar raised his eyebrows upon hearing this and decided to put some pressure on Massimo. He stepped on the accelerator and the car speed gradually increased to 300 kilometers per hour. The feeling of being pushed back was very strong.

In the past, there was a Japanese driver named Kazuhiko Nagata who raced at 328 kilometers per hour, but that was the limit of the car, not Nagata's.

The performance of the Heavenly Chariot is only stronger than that of Kazuhiko Nagata's Toyota Supra. The reason why Caesar and Massimo did not exceed the speed of 328 kilometers per hour was because they were speeding on an extremely complicated mountain road. A delay of a few tenths of a second would result in a crash.

Because of the extreme speed, the sounds of the racing engines formed a line, and nearby residents could hear the sharp roars.

The triumphant Massimo saw through the rearview mirror that Caesar was chasing him and was running neck and neck with the dark horse champion.

Massimo's heart tightened. It was still a minute's drive to the top of the mountain. It was a rare opportunity to meet an equally matched opponent. Massimo stepped on the accelerator despite his bodyguard's dissuasion.

The speedometer swung to the right, and the bodyguard's face was pale, but the music in the car was majestic and loud, and Massimo grinned and stared straight ahead.

Massimo seemed to have returned to the state of his youth, with endless energy, a terrifyingly clear mind, and adrenaline being secreted wildly.

The older you get, the more you will enjoy the lofty ambitions in your heart and burn your life to the end.

Next bend!
That was the last turn. As long as they used this turn to get the Heavenly Chariot out, the rest of the road would be flat. Two cars with the same performance could not open up a gap on the straight road, in other words, they could not catch up with the vehicle in front.

"Win! Win! Win!!" Massimo shouted.

Fuck, it’s on fire!
Massimo's heartbeat was so intense that even the bodyguard could hear it. He shouted "no! no!" and tried to get Massimo to stop the car, but Massimo was desperate and only had the next bend in his eyes...

coming!

Massimo's powerful hands gripped the steering wheel like a pair of pliers, and at a certain moment, it spun wildly. The accelerator was tightened instead of released. The bodyguard felt as if he had lost gravity. If it weren't for the seat belt, he would have flown out!

The dark horse champion was on the inside and the chariot of heaven was on the outside. The last bend was narrower than the others. The two cars rubbed and collided with each other. Caesar finally showed a serious look and subconsciously wanted to use his real skills to surpass Massimo, but reason made him stop in time.

In a flash of a few tenths of a second, the front of the champion dark horse's car surpassed the chariot of heaven. Massimo, who was in a tense state, caught sight of this and couldn't help laughing out loud, feeling extremely happy.

ga-

Then he died.

The car spun, slid on the road, fell off a cliff, and made an explosion sound at the bottom of the mountain.

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(End of this chapter)