Chapter 308: Inhuman Driving

Vrooom! A sharper, more vicious roar of engines erupted on both sides. The moment Diego Santee's BMW picked up speed, two supercars latched onto him without hesitation, refusing to give an inch. A fire-red Ferrari. A bright-yellow McLaren. Both top-tier machines. They shot forward like arrows, nailed to the BMW's rear bumper. In the Ferrari, a young man in streetwear and sunglasses leaned halfway out the window. He whistled at the BMW with a lazy grin and called, "Nice ride, man. Wanna play...