Female Novel
Chapter 582 Unromantic
Regan was stunned, and then felt ashamed, thinking that Maximilian was humiliating him.
"Are you sure to drive a Mercedes to compete with me? Do you want me to introduce my concept
supercar to you first?"
"Ah ha, go ahead and see if you can scare me." Maximilian said with an indifferent expression.
"Okay. The latest twelve-cylinder engine has a maximum of 700 horsepower. It only takes two seconds
to accelerate from zero to 100 km/h, and the top speed is 400 kilometers per hour. I don't need to say
more. "
After Regan finished speaking, the crowd whistled and cheered.
"Regan is great! This car is better than the Bugatti Veyron and all cars except Formula One car! "
"A great man has to drive a great car. It was tailored for Regan and only he could drive a car with such
power!"
"The guy driving the Benz, I advise you to give up directly."
Regan was also emboldened, folded his arms and looked at Maximilian with a sneer, "I advise you to
change a car. If you don't have the right one, I can lend one to you."
"I am a professional racing driver after all, and I will not bully you, for I have the most basic professional
ethics!"
"Regan, you're really upright." Those rich young guys on the side began to tout Regan.
Maximilian shook his head with disdain, "It's a waste for you to drive such a good car. I'll let you see my
skills later. The most important thing about racing is not the data of the car, but the one who drive it."
Others thought Maximilian was arrogant by saying this, but Regan understood his meaning. If we only
focused on the performance data of the car, what was the use of the driver?
It was better to compare the data of the car directly.
After all, the car was just a tool manipulated by a man, and the most important thing was the racer!
Responsiveness, control, sharpness of observation, and judgment of timing were indexes to indicate
the overall quality of the racer.
"Humph! I gave you the opportunity to change a car. Don't blame the car if you lose it! "
After Regan finished speaking, he turned and walked towards his car.
Maximilian shook the car key in his hand and walked toward the Mercedes-Benz.
Flora trot to follow Maximilian, "Maximilian, I want to follow you."
Canaan said hurriedly, "Flora, don't cause trouble. Driving a Mercedes-Benz is a disadvantage, and it
will add more than 50 kilograms if you get in the car..."
Before Canaan finished speaking, Flora glared at him and said angrily, "Who do you think is fat?"
"Uh, I just say an imaginary number. Even if you weigh forty kilograms, it will also slow down the car!"
Canaan explained embarrassedly.
Maximilian said with a smile, "It doesn't matter. You can follow if you want."
"Great! You are so nice. Canaan, you annoying fellow, just wait here! "
Flora quickly followed, opened the door and got into the passenger seat.
The onlookers were completely confused, for they did not expect that Maximilian would not only drive a
Mercedes-Benz, but also with someone in the car. How much courage was required to do this!
"Will he drag the racing? Forget about driving a Mercedes, he even brought a woman with him. Does
he really think it's the time to show off? "
"Maybe he often watches Fast and the Furious. See how long he can act like this. Regan will definitely
beat him in the race."
"I think Regan goes ahead fearless. It's like his last fight. Who dares to gamble with me? I bet Regan
will win. "
"Go away. We know Regan will win. Those who bet on Maximilian will definitely lose out."
Amidst everyone's discussion, Maximilian started the Mercedes-Benz and slowly drove to the side of
Regan's concept supercar.
The supercar's engine roared like a roaring dragon.
Listening to the roar from outside the window, Flora waved her small fist to cheer for Maximilian, "Come
on. If you win, I have a mysterious reward for you."
Maximilian squinted at Flora, and said blankly, "Please fasten your seat belt."
Flora glared at Maximilian, dissatisfied, and pulled the seat belt to fasten it.
"Idiot, you're not romantic at all. It's so annoying!" Flora mumbled dissatisfiedly.
A tall girl was standing by the road dangling a black and white flag.
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
After the girl yelled one, she waved down the black and white flag in her hand.
The moment the flag fell, Regan's supercar had already taken the lead.
Seeing that the supercar had gone out, Flora waved his arms nervously and said, "Hurry up."
Maximilian drove the Mercedes-Benz unhurriedly, and he didn't seem to be racing at all.
At that moment, everyone had gathered around a broadcasting vehicle. The compartment door on one
side of it opened, revealing a large 100-inch LCD screen.
A young man in non-mainstream clothes became the commentator temporarily.novelbin
He held the microphone and said excitedly, "The game has started, and our idol, Regan, has started off
with a perfect catapult!"
"We can see that Regan's speed has exceeded 100 kilometers per hour, while the Mercedes-Benz is
still speeding up like a snail."
"At this moment, I have a nursery rhyme prepared for Maximilian, who is driving the Mercedes-Benz!
Snail, you crawl slowly. The snail drove a bad Mercedes and would definitely lose! "
The narrator started to sing a nursery rhyme with adapted lyrics, which completely set off the
atmosphere on the scene.
"Ah ha, I just said Maximilian was here to make a fool of himself. Only a blockhead will drive a broken
Mercedes-Benz to race."
"This is the first time I have seen such a stupid guy, and there is a beautiful woman in the car. Does he
really think this is something to show off in front of a beauty?"
"Regan can hold his head high later. Let's be ready to help him humiliate Maximilian."
Hearing their discussion, Canaan's expression became unnatural, and he muttered, "Master, come on!
Show your skills like last time. You must beat Regan! "
When Canaan was muttering, he was patted heavily on the shoulder. A group of rich young people who
supported Regan surrounded him.
"You are so optimistic about your master. Do you dare to bet with us?"