My Waste Husband

Chapter 171

Although the middle-aged man only said a few words, Jacob, as a carter, immediately understood how impressive it was.

A professional racing car, with all the details, was the most sophisticated, had the best power, the speed, the speed of the tires, the force, and so on. Before going on the road, these racing cars would be adjusted to the best state. In this way, it would be difficult for the racing drivers to control the car's limit.

As for a civilian car? First of all, not to mention that there was a slight gap between the start- production parameters. The car's performance would be affected by the wear and tear of the hardware and tires when used daily. However, in this way, they could master the limits of the car. It had to be said that this was really difficult!

The middle-aged man shook his head and walked away from the French window. He said, "There's no need to look. The result is already out. There's no doubt that GTR will lose. He's showing off but hasn't reached the end yet, and his tires will explode."

While Jacob was chatting with the middle-aged man, the two cars on the track had already passed the nine curves. The Mercedes-Benz, which had been 50 meters behind GTR since the beginning, was now closely following the GTR.

Henry stamped on the accelerator and glanced at the GTR's tires. He said to himself, "The tires are seriously damaged, and the strength of the grip has decreased greatly. After adding gas, I will be close behind."

Henry was sitting with one hand on the window, supporting his head with the other hand, and holding the steering wheel with the other hand. He didn't look like he was racing. He was just slowly driving on the mountain path and enjoying the breeze.

Nick saw Henry was catching up, stepped on the gas pedal, and tried to shake him off at the last four rings. For these two cars with extremely high performance, this kind of small turning ring was no different from a straight line. But Nick found that he couldn't get rid of this Mercedes-Benz. His speed had obviously soared to two hundred, but he still couldn't feel the speed.

When the wheels rotated at a high speed, it gave people a feeling of stillness, but Henry could see clearly that the wheels of Nick's car were sliding.

The serious tire grinding caused the strength of his four specially enlarged tires to decline a lot, as one couldn't run fast on the ice no matter how hard he tried.

The corner of Henry's mouth curled into a smile. He turned the car in the right direction and the speed shifted. The red Mercedes-Benz sped up again, and the car gradually exceeded the tail of the GTR, approaching the door. In this way, Henry would be able to surpass the car in a few seconds at most.

Nick saw that the Mercedes-Benz was in line with him. He made up his mind and suddenly made a direction. The silver-white GTR, under the high speed, rushed toward Mercedes-Benz.

Nick's idea was very simple. He just wanted to frighten Henry. When ordinary people faced with such a situation, they would subconsciously step on the brakes and change the direction. If Henry did it, in terms of current speed, the Mercedes-Benz he was driving would be out of control, which would easily cause the collapse of the car.

It had to be said that Nick's idea was very vicious. He had already wanted Henry's life.

Unfortunately, he chose the wrong person to scare.

In the past 20 years, what Henry had done the most was fighting for his life.

Seeing Nick's car rushing toward him, Henry didn't dodge at all. Instead, he made a decision and also rushed toward Nick.

Nick would never have thought that Henry would do such a thing.

Under such a fast speed, the two cars could crash into each other at any time. At this critical moment, Nick didn't have time to think. He subconsciously hit the brake and changed the direction. In this way, the car went out of control not because of Henry, but because of Nick.

With a harsh screeching sound on the ground, the car crashed into the fence without warning. The speed was extremely fast. The moment it hit the fence, the car flipped over for 360 degrees before it finally stopped.

In the car, Nick only felt that at this moment, his internal organs were almost displaced, and his saliva was constantly thrown out. The airbag in the car shot out and hit Nick in the face, which made him dizzy. It was not until the rescue team outside the court came and opened the car door that he came to his senses.

If it hadn't been for the special modification of the car he was driving, which had been reinforced, Nick would have suffered more than just minor injuries.

"Master Nick, are you okay?"

"Master Nick, how do you feel?"

"I'm fine." Nick shook his head and climbed out of the car looking like a mess. He spat out a mouthful of saliva and looked at the track in front of him. His eyes were full of hatred. "Henry, sooner or later, I'll teach you a lesson!"

After Henry drove the car to the finish line, he didn't even bother to sneer at Nick and continued to chat with Yan and her husband as if nothing had happened.

Those watching the competition could see the results of the competition on the big screen. When they saw Nick was a mess and that Henry crossed the finish line as if nothing had happened, the difference between them was particularly obvious.

In the past, Nick was definitely the protagonist of the party. But this time, it was not long after the party had begun, he made such a big mistake. On this track, he was one of the few people who had been overturned!

The sense of humiliation and frustration flooded Nick's mind, which made him unable to stay here any longer and he left the venue early.

After the two competitions, Henry was in the limelight. None of the people present dared to look down upon the son-in-law of the Lin family.

During this gathering, some people also competed in racing, running, climbing, and so on. But with Henry's two exciting competitions just now, the other people's competition became less important.

Henry accompanied Sylvia all the time, quietly waiting for her to talk with her friends. The party didn't end until eleven o'clock in the evening.

On the way home, Sylvia did not ask Henry anything. She began to learn to quietly accept the extraordinary side of this man.

A car as following Sylvia's cars at all times. Anna Jiang, her bodyguard, had been fulfilling her duty and did not add any inconvenience to Sylvia's life.

The moon and stars were moving, and a new day began.

Sylvia got up again in a fragrance. She gently tiptoed, opened the door, and sneaked to the door of the kitchen. She saw Henry was busy in the kitchen.

She sniffed her nose cutely and said, "What kind of delicious food did you make today?"

Henry looked back at the woman and smiled slightly. "Are you asking for breakfast or lunch?" Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

"Both."

"The breakfast is simple egg rolls. As for lunch, I have prepared sweet and sour tenderloin, fried beef, and a portion of wheat, which are all your favorite."

Looking at Henry who was busy standing in front of the kitchen, Sylvia smiled happily and said, "It's so good to have you."