Yang Dao sat down in the car he was provided by Viktor Dragunov. The boy felt the comfortable interior matched with the modern consoles. He sighed and mumbled, "Sure enough, Slayer is a good automobile company."
He started the car and revved it along with the three professional drivers. His eyes were calm as they were fixed at the signal lights. Just as the lights turned green, the cars galloped. Yang Dao and the others were neck to neck. Soon a light curve appeared in front of them, Yang Dao was at the outer edge. If he slowed down, then the rest will take a lead.
The others also had to slow down a bit, but the boy just did not slow down and made a small drift along the outer edge. His car was as if skidding along the edge of the track. Now he and Akira Hayate were in the lead, while Migel Antonio and Enzo D'costa fell behind because of their slight precautionary breaking.
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