Chapter 31 Terrible driving skills

Vroom!

"Ah... Help! Stop the car!"

Vroom!

"Hahaha... This is so fast and thrilling! Brother Berloff, you're amazing!"

As the city lights began to twinkle, Berloff Reed skillfully maneuvered the Koenigsegg One with one hand, speeding down the busy ring highway, overtaking countless cars with a roar.

The deafening roar of the engine and the intense feeling of acceleration had Jasmine, the older twin sister, screaming and begging for help.

In contrast, her younger sister, Trista, was shouting with excitement, thoroughly enjoying the ride.

Watching Berloff's handsome profile and determined gaze, Trista's eyes sparkled with admiration, her heart growing more and more captivated by him.

"Don't worry, with my driving skills, nothing will happen," Berloff said confidently, turning to give Jasmine a reassuring smile, while the car's speed only increased.

"I don't believe you... I want to get out... Stop the car!" Jasmine, sitting in the back and unable to see the road, was pale with fear, her heart pounding in her throat. She was terrified beyond words.

She deeply regretted her decision. If she had known, she would have preferred to take a cab back to Silk City rather than endure this terrifying ride in the Koenigsegg One.

"Woo... woo..."

After a while, Jasmine was so scared that she started crying, covering her mouth as she sobbed uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Berloff Reed could only shake his head helplessly and slow down, driving smoothly in the traffic."Don't cry. I'll drive slower, okay?"

With one hand, Berloff pulled out two tissues and handed them to Jasmine, gently comforting her.

"Uh... thank you!"

Jasmine's face turned slightly red as she awkwardly took the tissues and began wiping her tears.

"Hmph!"

Trista rolled her eyes and huffed, "Sis, you're such a killjoy!"

"Brother Berloff was driving fast and steady just now. It was so thrilling! Why are you crying for no reason?"Jasmine was about to explode with anger.

This brat, always thinking about her own enjoyment, not caring about her sister's feelings at all. She was simply heartless.

Vroom! Vroom!

Just as she was about to scold her sister, a few powerful engine roars suddenly sounded nearby.

Turning her head, she saw several supercars catching up, flanking the silver-gray Koenigsegg One on both sides.

A fiery red Ferrari Enzo, a bright yellow Lamborghini, a white Porsche 911...

The drivers were all young and stylish,clearly rich playboys.

"Oh my gosh! It's the legendary Koenigsegg One!"

"This car is worth over a million dollars, way better than any of ours!"

"Haha, so what if it's worth a million? If the driver sucks, it's just a joke!"

"Let's see which show-off dares to buy such a fancy supercar!"

A group of rich kids cursed through their car radio, all turning to look at the driver of the Koenigsegg One.

"Hey, I've never seen this guy before. Which family is he from?""He's definitely not a local Silk City kid. Maybe he's some hotshot from out of town."

"Damn! Look at the passenger seat. Isn't that the famous twin sisters, Jasmine and Trista?"

"Son of a gun! I haven't even had a chance with those twins, and this guy's already enjoying their company!"

"Screw this! Hudson and the rest of us are going to teach him a lesson today!"

The window of a fiery red Ferrari rolled down, revealing a rich kid with a Mohawk. He sneered at Berloff Reed, "Hey kid, you think you can just take Silk City's famous twin sisters? Pretty bold!"

"If you've got the guts, how about a race?"

Before Berloff could respond, Trista spoke up.

"A race? Sure thing! My brother Berloff isn't afraid of you guys!"

Jasmine, her sister, was fuming.

"Shut up, you little brat!"

The guy with the Mohawk raised his chin, mocking, "Kid, are you going to say something? Or are you less brave than the lady here?"

Berloff narrowed his eyes and let out a cold snort.

"How do you want to bet?"

Snap!

The rich kid snapped his fingers.

"Simple!"

"We'll bet on who gets to the city center first."

"Whoever loses has to give their car to the winner."

Trista scoffed, "You wish!"

"My brother Berloff's car is worth over a hundred million. Your Ferrari is only a few million."

The Mohawk guy's face turned red, "It's not just me betting against him."

"If he reaches the city center before any of us, all our supercars are his."

"So, pretty boy, do you dare to bet?"

A gleam flashed in Berloff Reed's eyes as he smiled, "Bet it is! Let's start the five-second countdown now!"

"Brother Berloff!" Trista exclaimed in shock, stammering, "Are you really going to bet with them?"

"If you lose, your car will be..."Berloff waved her off, "Don't worry. These guys don't stand a chance against me."

For the past few weeks, Berloff had been taking his various supercars out for a spin. He had discovered that the system not only rewarded him with luxury cars but also granted him top-tier driving skills, comparable to an F1 racer.

Now, driving one of the world's top supercars, the Koenigsegg One, if he couldn't outrun ordinary Ferraris and Lamborghinis, he might as well find a rock to crash into.

Vroom! Vroom! Vroom!

Within seconds, a fiery red Ferrari took the lead, followed closely by a bright yellow Lamborghini and a white Porsche 911, all speeding away.

Despite the scene, Berloff Reed remained calm, driving at a steady pace without any intention of accelerating to catch up.

"Brother Berloff, hurry up and catch them!" Trista urged, clearly confused and anxious.

"Yeah, Mr. Berloff, if you lose, that billion-dollar supercar will go to the other side," Jasmine added, her face full of worry as she quietly reminded him.

"Heh!" Berloff looked ahead with a composed expression, a hint of a mocking smile playing on his lips."Don't worry. They're just a bunch of clueless rich kids. Let them have their fun for now; we'll catch up later."

With the top-tier driving skills granted by the system, Berloff didn't consider these young men a threat at all.

Trista's eyes sparkled as she playfully tapped Berloff on the shoulder. "Brother Berloff, you're so bad!"

"Giving them a taste of victory before crushing them completely. Hehe... I love it!"

Jasmine was half-convinced, feeling like Berloff might be boasting. But his calm and confident demeanor made it hard to doubt him.At that moment, a group of young men, speeding ahead, glanced at the receding car in their rearview mirrors and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha... That guy is such a loser... It's killing me!"

"With skills like that, he dared to bet with us? He must have a death wish!"

"Hehe, in a little while, we'll have a Koenigsegg One worth millions for free. Just thinking about it feels amazing!"

"Bertram, do you think that guy might try to cheat and escape through another route?"

"Hmph! I've got his license plate number. If e tries to pull a fast one on us today, he won't get away with it in the future!"

...

Vroom!

Just then, the silver-gray Koenigsegg One suddenly accelerated, rapidly closing in on the leading supercars.