Top Assassin with Superpowers Reborn novel Chapter 142

He never would've thought Margaret was this damn good!

She could actually keep up with him—they were dead even, no winner in sight for a second!

On the straight road, Margaret's bike swerved and turned into a mountain trail!

Raymond swerved into the same trail too.

Then, a confident glint couldn't help but flash in his eyes!

Perfect!

This is exactly where I settle the score with Maggie!

He raced here all the time and knew every inch of this trail like the back of his hand.

He was sure he could leave Margaret in the dust here.

Raymond gunned the gas!

Mountain roads weren't like the smooth asphalt they'd just been on—this one was bumpy as hell. Margaret would definitely have to slow down!

But up ahead, Margaret slammed on the gas, the engine roaring so loud it sent chills down the spine!

She didn't slow down—she sped up even more!

It was like she thought the last stretch had too much traffic to really cut loose. Now that they were on a deserted mountain road, she took off like a runaway horse, flying at top speed!

Raymond had already been blown away by all of Margaret's moves so far!

But now, watching her speed up even more, he was shocked all over again!

This was a mountain road!

One wrong move and she'd go plummeting off the cliff—bike and all, dead for sure!

Racing wasn't just about skill.

It was about guts—about who was crazy enough to push the speed limit, who didn't fear death!

In racing circles, his rivals called him a "madman"—and not in a good way!

They said he raced like he had a death wish, totally insane!

But now, watching Margaret's speed—so fast she was practically flying—Raymond was utterly stunned!

Margaret was even more reckless than him! Even crazier!

Raymond's eyes turned fierce, and he gunned it too!

At that moment, Margaret was about ten yards ahead of Raymond. It seemed like a lot, but at their current speed, he'd catch up in seconds.

Under her helmet, her expression was calm, but a hint of admiration couldn't help but flicker in her eyes.

Raymond's actually pretty good—after all these years, he's the first guy who can keep up with me this closely. Still, he's no match for me!

Margaret curled her lips into a smirk.

She sped up again!

These were race-specific motorcycles, with custom engines and parts.

At that moment, the speed on Margaret's dashboard hit a terrifying 217 mph!

Raymond screamed in despair, already picturing the horrifying scene of Margaret plummeting off the cliff!

But instead of flying off the road like she should've, Margaret pulled off an unthinkable turn. Her tires screeched against the mountain road, the entire bike skimming the edge of the cliff—and she nailed the turn perfectly!

Raymond's eyes nearly popped out of his head!

He was completely dumbfounded!

How the hell did she do that?

And that drift move—it looks so familiar!

He remembered now!

That move was exactly the same as the mysterious racer's from before!

Margaret is that mysterious racer?!

The second that thought hit him, Raymond's world came crashing down—like he'd been struck by lightning!

He thought back to all the big talk he'd made in the garage earlier, in front of Margaret...

What a total burn!

It wasn't just his pride that was stinging.

Raymond's vision started to blur, his eyelids feeling as heavy as lead. He had to bite his lip until it bled just to keep his eyes open and stay awake.

He'd knelt all night in the cold, and hadn't eaten a thing that morning—he was starving!