Invincible Heir

Chapter 227 The King

Everyone was stunned by the scene.

Tyger was hailed as the most skilled fighter among the generation. He trained wrestling at a young age

and had won many prizes related to wrestling.

He even won the prize at the national level.

The powerful fighter ended up failing to endure Baron’s punch and was in a coma in the end.

Paris and Bryant widened their eyes and kept staring at Tyger who was lying on the ground.

They knew Baron’s strength and their bodyguards couldn’t rival him.

Tyger came from a traditional wrestling family, so he was more powerful than their guards.

It turned out, however, that Baron still won the game.

“Is this the skilled fighter you employ?”

Baron bantered, looked at Paris, and asked.

Hearing his voice, the crowd restored their consciousness. Their attitude toward Baron all changed. No

scorn at all.

The person who could easily defeat Tyger was extraordinary.

“Paris, your fellow loses, so you aren’t allowed to pester me by the agreement!”

Susan said proudly.

Paris calmed down soon although he was surprised at Baron’s strength. He gave a cold smile, “When

did I say to wrestle with him?”

“You want to regret?” Susan said madly.

Paris bantered, “Everyone knows that I want to have a car race. He does beat Tyger. So what?”

“You do say that you lose if someone can defeat you! You play a trick?” Susan lost her patience.

“Ask them whether I have said it.”

Paris showed a shameless smile.

“Miss Susan, he didn’t say it indeed.”

“He only said that he called someone to have a car race with the person whom you take here.”

“Allan is that ’someone’. Your fellow is coming, so let’s begin! If you dare not, then you can give up.”

…

At that moment, everyone followed Paris and helped him.

Susan was extremely embarrassed; her circle of eyes turned red and she was nearly going to cry.

“Baron, that is not what he said…”

Susan looked at Baron out of grievance.

Baron cut in, “It is okay. I dare to compete with him if it is either a tank race or a plane race!”

“Okay!”

Paris then said, “You accept it voluntarily! No regret is allowed!”

“No worries, I always honor my words and I won’t swallow my words shamelessly like you.”

Baron bantered.

“Chuckle!”

Susan who was upset was amused by Baron’s words.

Many people near Paris couldn’t control their laughter.

Paris was pissed off, “You are only capable of boasting. Come on, let’s begin!”

Allan walked out and looked at Baron in a sarcastic look. He said to Paris, “Sir, is this my rival? Can he

drive?”

Paris smiled, “Got it? He said he dared to race tank or plane. Therefore, driving is no big deal for such

an arrogant guy.”

“Haha, yeah! He is the man who steers the plane or tank. Maybe he has steered the spacecraft. How

scaring! It is okay to be defeated by him. Am I right, sir? Ha ha…”

Allan burst into laughter with Paris.

Others were laughing as if Baron were really kidding.

Susan began to worry about Baron and said, “Allan is the ‘king’ of this mountain here. He tops the

circle of car racing across Kato. It is heard that his master is a globally renowned driver.”

Baron gave a light smile, “No worries, I will not lose!”

Seeing Baron’s confident look, Susan was rather relieved.

“Okay, I will sit in the co-pilot seat!” Susan said firmly.

“It is up to you!”

Baron smiled.

Soon Baron and Allan were ready and the race was to get started.

“Let me introduce the rule: start here, drive along the ring road for a round. The first man to come back

here will be the winner.”

A young man came near and briefly introduced the rule.

“Okay!”

Baron said calmly.

“Get ready if everything is okay. Wait for my order!” The man said.

Allan looked at Baron’s car and laughed coldly, “I will not bully you. I choose to drive this Audi R8,

which is much better than yours, but the car is the worst one in my garage. Of course, you can get

started ten seconds in advance!”

A one-million dollars car couldn’t be on a par with a racing car that costs two million dollars.

Yet Baron laughed calmly, “If you say so!”

Soon the two vehicles reached the starting line, and the youth who commented on the race became the

referee.

He held a red flag and stood in between. After he waved down the flag, Baron’s vehicle dashed forward

in a flush like an arrow leaving its bow.

Allan who claimed to start 10 seconds later became shocked, “Damn! Awesome!”

“Thunder!”

How could he remember that he would start 10 seconds later?

He accelerated and the black car rushed forward.

But Allan wasn’t able to keep pace with Baron.

“Damn! His vehicle has been refined!”

Allan roared. Despite only one second late, but that time was enough for Baron to surpass Allan. NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

What amazed him more was that Baron’s car kept accelerating, and the speed had reached its best.

“Damn! Wait and see, and I will surpass you in the bend forward!”

Allan bit his teeth and drove at full throttle.

Susan who sat in the Audi A8 was deeply terrified.

She only saw the roadside streetlights that seemed to pass away and turned into opaque shallows.

She had an illusion that she was taking a plane. The fast speed was like a plane taking off.

“Hold on!”

Baron held the hand brake and then steered the wheel.

“Chugging!”

The wheels glided on the ground, rendering a blaring sound.

“Ah…”

Susan screamed out of fear.

“Damn it! Crazy! You are insane!”

Allan following the car shouted.

He intended to overtake Baron, who had already entered the bend.

What stroke him more was that Baron didn’t slow down but drifted.

They were in the ring road, so they would fall down the cliff possibly.

Then the only result was, a life lost and his vehicle destroyed!

Even Allan dared not do so, but Baron made it.

The crowd at the starting point was stunned.

“Who can tell me which vehicle is Allan now driving?”

“Damn! He is the king, so who tells me that he is green-handed?”

“I will buy it if he says he can steer a spacecraft!”

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The crowd was perplexed.

Paris and Bryant were surprised alone at Baron’s driving skill.

“Are you ready, the killer on the top?”

Bryant murmured.

Paris smiled and showed a cruel look, “No worries, he cannot drive down the mountain easily!”