Chapter 113 He Is Out of His Mind

The motorcycle group buzzed with excitement following Tony's audacious message, and responses flooded the chat in no time.

[Tony, are you crazy? With your kindergarten-level skills, you think you can take us on? You're pathetic, even at bragging!]

[Yeah, Tony, I'll give you a three-lap head start and still lap you. Are you seriously delusional?]

[Tony, see you at the track. If I don't teach you a proper lesson, I'm not the best rider here.]

[For someone so green, you sure talk big. Tony, I'll see you there. If you chicken out, I'll rip those pathetic bristles you call hair right out!]

Tony's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile as he scrolled through the hostile replies. These idiots, he thought, relishing the moment; they used to bully him relentlessly, thinking he would never retaliate. This time, he was set on giving them a taste of real superiority.

He carefully read the messages from those in the group who had bullied him before, a surge of indescribable anger and determination rising within him. The past humiliations gradually transformed into an unwavering resolve in his heart. Tony understood that now was the best moment to prove himself.

He glanced at the motorcycle in the corner, feeling a surge of fighting spirit. Clenching his fists, he secretly resolved to change his fate with Chloe's support. With the backing and allies he now had, he was no longer the weakling to be bullied at will, but someone ready to face challenges as a strong contender.

Stashing his phone away, Tony strode to his motorcycle parked discreetly by the back door of the Martin Mansion. Just a few heartbeats later, Chloe, in full riding gear, slipped out to join him.

his waist. With a roar, they took off towards the track, the machine pulsing beneath them as they sped through the

pulled aside by

alive with Tony's brash declarations. "That imbecile thinks he can beat us

eating dust on race day. Liam had bailed him out a few times,

crossed a line. He was

wants to humiliate himself, what do we

stakes were always high-the winner consistently claimed something from the loser. Despite Tony's subpar skills, he couldn't resist

aloud, "Mr. Martin, do you think Tony's talking big because he's got some

pause. He replied thoughtfully, "You think he might have brought

biker is backing him, he's got every right to be

had been searching for, he'd yet to see Zara in action. Half a month ago, he had invited Zara for a few laps, but she had declined, citing a lack of interest. Whenever the topic of motorcycles came up

be indifferent about riding. Today, if Tony had indeed brought Zara to

and said decisively, "Let's head

school yet," Eric protested, glancing nervously at

shot him a piercing look. "Go get us a leave

what reason?" Eric

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