Chapter 414

"What a mood killer, where did this trash come from? Ruining our night's competition, huh?" A muscular young man with sunglasses confronted Theophilus aggressively.

"Just got off a plane, huh? Some poor out-of-towners here for a visit? Look at this ragged appearance, what bad luck!" a girl with a cigarette in her mouth commented disdainfully.

Theophilus sized up the group, noticing the young men and women had dazed eyes and looked rather out of it, probably not fully sober.

"Drinking, huh? And you still dare to race like that?" Theophilus retorted sternly, "Do you realize you almost killed someone?"

"What's it to you if I'm drunk? Or if I kill someone? Playing hero, are you?" the owner of the Lamborghini snapped back, pointing at Theophilus and revealing a forearm covered in dense tattoos. "What's it to a country bumpkin like you? Even if I did run over that kid, what of it? A life's worth nothing, a bit of cash will settle it, not even worth one of my car's