A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137 Survival Instincts

Isaac never anticipated a rum his close to absolute devastation.

Back when he ran circuits with his rich friends, everyone followed strict rules-a test of speed was p speed, with zero intentional ramming to force a competitor off the track.

But on this lawless track, the racer syndicate operated with zero honor.

In an underground racing circuit, the solitary rule was securing the win at all costs, while trying to k the body count at zero.

Then again, if a driver map-ended in a fatal crash, it was simply written off as a standard hazard of th trade.

After all, high-speed drag racing was an absolute magnet for disasters.

The racing kingpin had honed his flawless, aggressive handling through a lifetime of suicidal, high-st drops.

His actual handling metrics weren’t miles ahead of Isaac’s, but raw skill was never the solitary variable this mountain pass.

Given the massive gap in custom engine specs among the competitors, predicting a clean victory was impossible.

Consequently, the syndicates relied on dirty tactics to guarantee their payouts.

As the kingpin slammed Isaac’s car out of the lane, the watching crowd back at the starting grid let out sharp gasp at the near-miss.

The Westside Loop featured endless blind corners.

From their vantage point, the spectators could catch passing flashes of the headlamps slicing through t shadows, tracking the positions through the gaps in the trees.

The exact second the kingpin broke Isaac’s defense and rocketed ahead, his racer crew erupted into loud cheers, casting looks of pure disdain toward Zachary.

“Haha, looks like your driver lacks the balls for a real run. He couldn’t even handle the first mile before dropping behind our boss.

Exactly, just a pretty rich boy who’s never survived a real high-stakes drop.”

‘Hey, Zachary, much appreciated for clearing this easy cash injection for us.”

The racers sneered openly, their arrogant laughter echoing through the staging area.

They held a deep grudge against Zachary’s click, dropping bait on purpose to drag them out for a beatdown.

They hadn’t expected the trust-fund crowd to deploy Isaac, whose track handling was actually solid

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But raw skill meant absolutely nothing on the Loop.

They just hoped the rich boy wouldn’t end up locked in a permanent panic attack.

While the racers jeered, Zachary’s heart was hammering violently against his ribs.

Holy crap.

Thank god I forced that slacker Isaac into the driver’s seat, or I would’ve had a literal heart attack out there.

Consider this payback for the lounge table incident, his performance is making my knees buckle.

Zachary’s legs shook like leaves.

He never wanted to trade paint with the racers, but backing out after getting publicly called out on the track was the ultimate humiliation in their circle.

Because of that pressure, Zachary was clean out of options.

He was right on the verge of tossing away his reputation and blacklisting himself from this sector entirel

Fortunately, he crossed paths with a destitute Isaac; recalling the news of Adrian terminating his residen he dropped a casual wager, clean shocked when the boy accepted.

Hey, Isaac, you signed the contract yourself, don’t pin the fallback on me.

Zachary wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Out on the asphalt, Isaac gritted his teeth hard.

Since his chassis was already locked onto the grid, backing out was a zero-option; his solitary move was putting everything on the line.

Secure the win, and he’d have immediate cash flow.

He refused to spend his entire existence under Adrian’s shadow, trapped in absolute silence while his brother trampled over reality simply because he lacked the capital to push back.

At the very least, Isabella was staying clear of that place.

He could take any amount of personal degradation himself.

Isaac slammed his foot straight down onto the gas pedal.

With a sharp roar, his vehicle surged right back into the chase.

“Persistent little rich boy.”

The racing kingpin’s brow furrowed slightly.

Glancing at his rearview mirror, he watched Isaac accelerate to lock back omo his line

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Talk about an absolute phantom.

Any ordinary trust-fund lacker would have broken out in a panicked sweat after that impact, dropping the throttle on the spot.

He had assumed he would cruise to an easy victory to sweep Zachary’s multi-thousand dollar wager

True, Zachary had promised Isaac a cool million, but his actual wager with the racing kingpin was just a fraction of that.

After all, how could a street racer be worthy of a massive stake like that from him?

But Isaac was a different breed altogether!

Since he was a biological Powell heir, Zachary couldn’t insult him with a cheap payout; his baseline rate had to remain elite.

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