Chapter 435 - Thrill Of Overtaking
Lucas narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "Sit tight!"
Then he floored the accelerator pedal.
The Porsche suddenly let out a loud roar and began chasing Ronan's car like a bolt of lightning!
The distance between the two cars was rapidly decreasing.
Ronan, who was currently ahead of Lucas, also sped up and likewise pressed his foot down on the accelerator all the way. But he still couldn't increase the distance between him and Lucas.
"Damn it. I'll just block the middle. Let's see how you can overtake me! If you have the guts, you can crash into my car!" Ronan yelled hysterically in his silver Bugatti Veyron.
The distance between the two cars was gradually decreasing.
300 meters!
200 meters!
100 meters!
20 meters!
Lucas maintained the speed of his car at the maximum. And even though he was about to crash into the Bugatti Veyron, he didn't show the slightest intention of slowing down.
Sitting beside Lucas in the front passenger's seat, Lena turned as pale as a sheet and had already shut her eyes tightly, not daring to look at the scene in front of her again.
Dad, although you've always forced me to marry Tristan for the sake of business interests, you're actually a good father too. We might have to meet in another life… Lena thought
At the same time, she was full of regrets, as she felt that she still had many unfulfilled wishes. For example, she had yet to properly confess her love to Lucas…
In the Bugatti Veyron in front, Ronan was also incredibly gloomy as large droplets of sweat trickled down his face.
He thought that Lucas wouldn't dare to collide into his car because the cliff was around 40 meters high, and if Lucas slammed into the rear of his car at such a high speed, both their cars would fall off the cliff, resulting in a fatal mishap!
But things had now escalated beyond his control, and Lucas was almost going to hit the rear of his car.
At this moment, Ronan finally understood that Lucas really dared to crash into his car!
"Lunatic! You're f*cking nuts!" Ronan cursed. But in the end, he still didn't dare to put his life at risk and perish together with Lucas. So he could only turn the steering wheel abruptly and swerve to the side of the road when Lucas's car was about to touch his car's rear.
The width of the mountain road was actually wide enough to fit two cars.
Ronan chose the side near the mountain wall, which was relatively safer.
If Lucas messed up when overtaking, he wouldn't be at fault!
But Ronan soon widened his eyes in shock.
Lucas had somehow pulled a stunt and managed to lift the tires near the side of the road and was driving along the road with his car tilted. Meanwhile, the two tires on the other side were moving on the guardrail of the mountain road. The position was strange yet beautiful. He immediately overtook Ronan!
WhileLucas's car was moving steadily in front of his, Ronan finally realized that his body was drenched in cold sweat while his hands and feet were trembling slightly.
But at this moment, victory had already been decided, and he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Even If I lose, so be it. At least I'm still alive.
Even a professional race car driver like him wouldn't dare to perform such a thrilling stunt on this narrow and steep mountain road like Lucas did!
In the end, everyone watched in shock as Lucas's blue Porsche crossed the finish line first.
The moment she finally reached the finish line safely, Lena couldn't hold back anymore and turned around to hug Lucas.
At some points just now, she thought that she was dead meat!
The overtaking experience was simply too exciting and thrilling!
In contrast to Lena's excitement and thrill, Tristan, who was standing at the side, was overwhelmed with horror and disbelief.
Beside Tristan, Elijah also widened his mouth in disbelief.
"How is that possible? You… you…" His features completely twisted into a grimace, Tristan pointed at Lucas, who calmly got out of the Porsche.
While he was extremely stimulated, he almost blurted out, "You should have died on the summit!" Fortunately, he returned to his senses and didn't end up saying this.
But his face and eyes were full of confusion.
"Tristan Parker, you didn't expect it, huh? Not only have we returned, but we even won the race!" Lena glared at Tristan with disgust as she got out of the car.
The masked figure in black on the mountain top just now was definitely sent by Tristan! If not for Lucas's impeccable combat skills, they would have probably died on the summit!
Tristan's behavior was so despicable and shameless that Lena absolutely resented him!
At this moment, Ronan arrived at the finish line in his Bugatti Veyron.
The door opened, and Ronan walked out, deathly pale. He first took a quick glance at Lucas, but after realizing that Lucas wasn't in the least bit nervous at all, he turned even paler.
Even he, the person who had been overtaken, was absolutely frightened by the scene just now. Yet Lucas, who had pulled off that terrifying stunt to overtake him, was composed and expressionless. What did this mean?
It meant that the dangerous move meant nothing to Lucas at all!
Or rather, his driving skills had already become so impressive that everything was within his control, so he wasn't afraid at all!
Regardless of what the reason was, Ronan was utterly dejected.
Being a professional race car driver who had won numerous accolades in various races, both nationally and abroad, he thought that he should have been the most outstanding racer of his age group. But he didn't expect Lucas, whom he had never heard of and who wasn't even a professional racer, would be much more skilled at driving than him!
Be it in expertise or bravery, he had completely lost to Lucas!
Ronan walked toward Tristan and said with his head hung low, "Tristan, sorry, I lost the race."
"Hmph, good-for-nothing!" Tristan said coldly.
Anger surged in Ronan's heart, but at the thought that he had really lost, he had no choice but to endure it.
"I've already won the race, Mr. Parker. Will you keep to your word this time, or are you going to break your promise again like before?" Lucas gibed, staring at Tristan derisively.
His eyes were full of icy cold murderous intent.
He wouldn't easily let off anyone who tried to kill him!
He wouldn't offend anyone who didn't provoke him, but he would definitely take revenge on anyone who offended him!