76 Running Stomach?

The interior of the car was so good-looking that it could be compared to a jet's cockpit.

A guard on all black sat beside the driver's seat. He wore black shades also and had dark red hair while the driver looked like a typical pushover with his scrawny build and honest-looking eyes.

"Yo Ren, take us to that place," Charles voiced out from the backseat.

"As you wish young master," The driver replied politely and pushed a button forward before grabbing hold of a small bar-like handle and pushing it forward.

Swooonn!

The car turned left at an intersection and kept speeding forward.

Its speed was so fast that it blurred through the road streaking by several vehicles.

In Plankton city there were hardly any roads that had speed limits but there was still some kind of speeds that were over the limit.

An example would be moving at over a thousand miles per hour, which was exactly how fast the car was moving.