?<strong>Chapter 391:</strong>


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    Her words were clipped, firm. There was no time to hesitate. Allison didn’t slow down at the bend. Instead, she mmed on the elerator, pushing the car even harder.


    Her voice, distorted by a voice modtor, sounded rough and low, carrying an unshakable authority.


    Though Ken couldn’t recognize the voice, it triggered a sh of an image in his mind—a woman, someone like Allison, who hid the same wildness beneath a calm surface.


    He didn’t think twice. Tightening his grip on the wheel, Ken used speed and inertia to charge forward!


    The spectators were speechless.


    Even Colton, who lived for racing thrills, had never felt a shock like this.


    “Are they out of their minds?”


    Overtaking on a sharp slope wasn’t just daring; it was a test of a racer’s skill, something no one in the country had sessfully done in years.


    A single mistake meant not just crashing, but being obliterated.


    That was why no one ever tried it.


    With a screech of metal, sparks flew as Allison’s tires scraped the asphalt.


    Her car shot forward, practically leaping off the slope,nding with a heavy thud.


    As her car flew, Allison’s eyes caught Turbo’s car also lifting off, both vehicles defying gravity.


    The sound of grinding tires filled the air, and the engine’s deafening roar nearly drowned out the crowd’s screams. Life and death were hanging in the bnce.


    Everything around her seemed to slow down. Allison could even hear her own heartbeat in the chaos.


    Thump. Thump. Thump.


    Facing death itself, she felt that all other noises faded away.


    For a moment, it felt like the world’s limits were about to be shattered.


    And then, in the blink of an eye, it was over.


    Her carnded with precision, and in the rearview mirror, she saw the ck car touch down as well, equally stable.


    When she’d asked Turbo to pass those cars earlier, Allison hadn’t expected Ken to follow her lead so fearlessly.


    But she had to admit, he was just as bold.


    Meanwhile, the reckless man in ck faced a much grimmer fate. He hadn’t counted on those two maniacs risking it all.


    With a sickening “bang,” he lost control at the bend and crashed violently into the roadside barrier.


    In hisst conscious moments, his vision clouded with blood, making it impossible for him to cry out for help.


    “Please… someone… help me…”


    He couldn’t believe what had happened. Those two lunatics had sped through the hardest part of the track without hesitation, while he, an experienced racer, had ended up worse off for trying to cheat.


    Before he could finish that thought, his body gave out.


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