Chen Yang said quite calmly, "What's the rush? With that kid's driving skills, even if I gave him a three-minute head start, he can't win!"
Lin Shanshan pouted, "All you do is boast. They are already out of sight. Let's see how you catch up!"
Chen Yang just smiled and didn't say anything.
At this moment, the owner of the Aston Martin already had a victorious smile on his face.
He couldn't see the Maybach in his rearview mirror at all.
This meant that the Maybach was at least a hundred meters behind him.
On the overpass, if the Maybach was more than a hundred meters behind the Aston Martin, there was simply no chance of catching up.
After all, his Aston Martin was a genuine sports car, while that Maybach was just a business sedan.
In terms of speed, they were not in the same league.
"The cheeky girl, just wait for my stormy kiss, haha!" the Aston Martin driver shouted excitedly.
