The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 525 Boss Tang: Ask anyone, if the speed is higher than the first line, it is infinitely higher!
"son of a bitch!"

Letty, the bald boss Tang's girlfriend, heard Haili's full-on sarcasm, and couldn't hold back her mouth anymore, and made a gesture to tear Haili apart.

"Letty!"

The bald boss Tang's younger sister, Mia, quickly hugged her brother's girlfriend again.

The most calm and sensible she knew that they couldn't afford Haili.

At first, Brian, a white curly-haired young man, wondered if Haili, like him, was an undercover agent with a mission, but now it is confirmed that this is definitely not an undercover agent.

Which undercover agent can be so arrogant?
If so, he would also be such an undercover agent!
"Holy shit!"

Shama and the others have been dumbfounded for a long time. When the bald boss Tang approached so oppressively, they felt apprehensive. Now they can only look up to Haili who is not taller than them in front of them.

The only strong man in the group, the muscular Luke, the muscles on his face that had been stimulated by this accident are no longer his own. Li came over to join in the fun.

This kind of ridicule, if it were him, he would rush forward and do it first, let alone the bald Boss Tang who is so famous in the society outside.

What he is most worried about now is whether he, as the only man in the group, will be beaten the worst in the future...

"Who is this little guy? Why do you feel so arrogant?"

"Do you care who she is? Just ask you if this is exciting or not?"

"Exciting, so exciting! I lost and yelled 'I am a top racing driver'? This taunt is too sharp!"

"This girl is right. Why did the racing cars have a straight road in the past? It is indeed a floor oil. Whoever has the best configuration wins. What kind of driving skills are there?"

"I heard that I had a good life in my childhood. There are all kinds of drifts. It's a waste of time to play. That's the driving skills!"

"Shit! This kind of so-called drift is like a small movie with a good life. It's completely because of its lack of strength. It takes a long time to come up with so many so-called tricks. The real men in America are the real ones. hard power!"

"I think those little tricks are perverted, and they look interesting..."

The onlookers are all very excited about the confrontation that popped up tonight, especially the delicate and petite Hai Li who challenged the undefeated bald Boss Tang alone. This kind of contrast and the stimulation of rebelling against authority made them come out late at night Young people who are looking for excitement love this one the most.

Of course, as the topic got involved in having a good little life, the topic gradually became distorted and began to gradually become abnormal.

"What? Is there a problem? Are you afraid of losing?"

Hai Li was almost furious when she saw the bald Boss Tang and his group, and she smiled even more happily. She raised an eyebrow at the bald Boss Tang who looked at her fiercely and said nothing, and added a sentence before the bald Boss Tang could speak. : "I remember that you don't have the word fear in your dictionary?"

"Bet!"

The bald Boss Tang has been squeezed like this, even if he still has concerns, he can only make a decision according to his own heart.

With so many people watching, it was still a match he proposed on his own initiative. If he hesitated just because the other party added a request, wouldn't it mean that he has no confidence?
He, Boss Tang, can't afford to lose this man!

As for losing, as Hayley asked, shouting 'I am a top racer', the embarrassing scene will come later.

Besides, he has a good chance of winning!
"Come with me!"

The bald Boss Tang took a deep look at Hai Li, not wanting to stay here any longer, and announced in a hoarse voice that the car race was about to start tonight.

As soon as the words came out, everyone cheered, got into their cars, drove away from this remote gathering place in groups, and started to go to the urban area, where there is a better track.

"Salma, you and Marisa are in Luke's car."

Hai Li also walked to her car, and greeted her friends: "Hold your phone, and wait for my message anytime."

"Waiting for your news? Haili, what do you mean?"

Compared to the excited Shama, Marisa was much calmer and looked at Haili worriedly.

"Yeah, Hayley."

The tough guy Lu Ke forced a smile and said, "Are you worried that you won't be able to leave after winning? Or if you lose, you plan to leave the car and just run away?"

"Which one do you wish for?"

Hayley looked at Luke playfully.

"..."

Tough Luke couldn't stop laughing.

Of course he didn't want either.

The first is that the bald Boss Tang, who won't be able to leave after winning, was ridiculed like this, and even lost money, in his feeling, it is impossible for him to be willing to laugh at himself like that.

The reason why he agreed to this bet was because the other party felt that he would definitely not lose.

As for the second type, if Hai Li loses, she doesn’t leave the car and runs away. She can run home with Detective Chuck to support her, and she is not afraid of harassment from the bald boss Tang, but they came here with her. Will definitely be found.

That's the latest Porsche 911 sports car!
No one can give up easily.

Especially for guys like them who race like crazy.

So either way they are going to be out of luck.

"Haley, don't be kidding me."

Marisa also knew her boyfriend's embarrassing situation, so she could only persuasion helplessly: "What is your plan?"

"Do not worry."

Hailey laughed: "Neither of those two options will come up."

"Then you still said that you will wait for your call? Don't you plan to run away if you lose?"

Marissa said anxiously.

"I want you to wait for the call because I am afraid that you will be arrested by the police."

Hai Li stopped teasing them, and pointed to the dark convoy ahead: "It's such a big scene, and the road will be closed to clear the racing track later, which will definitely affect the normal traffic, and you don't think that the police will not be able to come and arrest them at that time." arrest?"

"It's because of this."

Tough Luke suddenly regained his confidence when he heard this explanation.

Although he didn't want to be arrested and called a parent, but compared with the previous two bad expectations, this is completely acceptable.

"Will the police come to arrest you?"

Marissa immediately became nervous: "Why don't we go first?"

She didn't want to be caught and notify her parents.

"Of course not!"

Shama exclaimed: "This is Hailey's highlight moment. As good friends, how can we be absent?"

"Wait for my call, and I will show you how to escape, and nothing will happen."

Haili walked into her sports car with a smile, honked the horn a few times, signaled them to follow up quickly, and then chased the convoy all the way to the scheduled track.

The convoy began to fork, and several vehicles parked together on the side of an intersection, completely blocking the road and preventing other vehicles from entering or exiting.

The cars of other teams parked sideways on both sides of the designated track one by one, waiting for the cars to pass by to watch the excitement.

When the taxi came here, the owner who was in charge of blocking the road waved his hand: "This road is blocked, let's take a detour!"

"Damn racers!"

The taxi driver immediately knew what happened, cursed, returned to his car and started calling the police.

Then I saw the police radio on the monitoring car of the car owner who was in charge of blocking the road. The police communication sounded, and they knew that they were about to go racing, and they were organizing the police to come over.

But they weren't nervous at all.

This is not once or twice.

The bald boss Tang's decision to only race one game is based on this form. They only need to block the road for a few minutes, and they can disperse at any time when the results of the drag racing come out.

They gathered so many vehicles that it would be difficult to catch them even if the Los Angeles police were dispatched on a large scale.

Not to mention that there are people who specialize in crimes and are responsible for leading away the police.

On the fenced track, three cars had already parked side by side, one for the bald boss Tang, one for an African-American, and one for an Asian. They were very racially average.

Then the green Mitsubishi of the white curly-haired youth Brian also drove over. Because he was not familiar with it, he did not stop in front of the red line when parking, but crossed it, causing other people to look sideways.

"Hey new kid, you go away! This spot is for that Porsche girl!"

The African-American car owner yelled at Brian.

"I want to participate first!"

Blaine reluctantly refused.

He participated in this car race to get close to the bald Boss Tang. He has been delayed for too long, and now the higher-ups are urgently urging him. If he doesn't participate this time, the mission may be completely ruined, and his work will also have problems at that time.

"What did you say?"

The African-American driver is also a veteran here. When he saw the newcomer, he still dared to reject him with a boyish face, and he immediately became angry.

"I said I'm going to play, win the game, earn the respect of all of you!"

Brian looked at the bald Boss Tang.

"Boss Tang, what do you think?"

The African-American could only look at the bald Boss Tang, after all, he was the one who made the decisions.

"He gambled on cars, so he can stay."

The bald Boss Tang said calmly.

"Can he stay? But there are only four lanes..."

The African-American driver looked at the Asian-American driver while he was talking, and then realized it, grinning and saying, "You, get out of the way!"

"Why?"

The Asian driver was dissatisfied.

"Do you want to bet on your car?"

The African-American taunted: "If not, give way and wait for the next race!"

The Asian driver couldn't help looking at the bald Boss Tang, wanting the bald Boss Tang to speak for him, but the bald Boss Tang didn't even look at this side, pretending he didn't hear it, and turned on the stereo in the car .

This attitude, coupled with the fact that the African-American driver was staring at him, made the Asian-American driver feel absurd. He came out on the street late at night to find excitement. Who would have thought that he would feel racially discriminated against before the race started.

The white man is aloof, polite but indifferent.

African Americans are bluffing and bullying them the most.

The helpless Asian driver had no choice but to withdraw the car from the track and give up his seat to Haili who came over.

So all four cars stopped at the starting red line.

The one on the far left is Boss Tang with a bald head, next to him is Hai Li, the third is an African-American driver, and on the far right is Brian in a green Mitsubishi sports car.

A coolly dressed hot girl with a hot figure walked up to the African-American driver's window, took the African-American driver's hand, put it on Xiongba, and said seductively: "Edwin, whether you lose or you win, this is Yours! But if you win, she's yours too."

The African-American driver felt the ultimate touch in the palm of his hand, followed the hot girl's line of sight, and saw another hot girl blowing kisses in the crowd of onlookers, and was immediately stimulated by this explicit hint and wanted to explode.

This is the charm of street racing!
After withdrawing his palm, he moved his shoulders vigorously, looked into the distance with all his attention, and only waited until he won the game and went back to ride the double-decker bus!
Under the signal of the bald head in the white T-shirt, the four cars rushed forward amidst the roar.

As soon as the race started, the bald boss Tang took a solemn look at Hai Li, who was not inferior to him at all, and Hai Li's latest Porsche 911 was indeed a top brand, and it was even ahead of him.

The two were almost driving side by side, so they could still look at each other through the car window. Hai Li smiled provocatively at him, accelerated again, and ran in front.

Even the bald boss Tang was overtaken by a head, let alone the African-American driver in the third lane, and the novice Brian who started a step slower.

The bald Boss Tang was not too nervous, and kept speeding up and biting Hai Li's car.

And the two cars behind were also racing at top speed trying to keep up.

Brian, who was at the end, was in a hurry. First, he pressed the nitrogen gas acceleration button, and the exhaust flames spurted wildly. African-American drivers.

Only the African-American driver was left wailing: "No! Monica is ruined!"

That's right!

The hot domineering girl just now was also named Monica, and the temptation condition she proposed was also a [-]% discount from an old friend.

And now everything is ruined under the tail flame of this classic nitrogen-accelerated 'black technology'.

Brian raced all the way, directly catching up with Hai Li and the bald Boss Tang.

The bald Boss Tang glanced sideways at Brian, who was even ahead of him, and smiled contemptuously: "Boy, it's too early to accelerate!"

Then he pressed his nitrogen gas acceleration button, accelerated suddenly not far from the finish line, and instantly overtook Brian, who had already passed him, and Hai Li, who had been maintaining a stable high speed, filled his heart with the joy of about to win .

This kind of nitrogen acceleration black technology cannot be maintained for a long time at all, so it can only be used to accelerate at critical moments.

Rookie Brian has run out, the whole car is falling apart due to prolonged use, sparks all the way.

So nothing to worry about.

Hailey's Porsche 911 is the latest sports car, and it is impossible to install this kind of nitrogen acceleration device.

Their kind of broken street car that can be modified at any time will be broken if it breaks.

But for a luxury sports car like the Porsche 911, the damage caused by nitrogen acceleration to the engine and the entire car is enough to make anyone feel distressed.

This is the collision of jade and porcelain.

Without nitrogen acceleration, a black-tech cheat, Haili, who has already stepped on the accelerator, cannot accelerate again, so he is sure to win!
Just when the arc of the corner of his mouth was getting bigger and bigger as the finish line got closer, a red phantom passed him instantly at an incredible speed.

Half a car!

A body!
The two taillights are clearly visible!
While breathing, the latest red Porsche 911 got farther and farther away, and it was the first to cross the finish line.

"No! It's impossible!"

With the hoarse roar of the bald Boss Tang, his car crossed the finish line more than a second behind, followed by Brian's green sports car that was about to fall apart.

The bald Boss Tang and his gang who were waiting at the finish line were also full of disbelief, completely unacceptable to such a result.

Such an expensive Porsche 911 was modified with nitrogen acceleration!
Shameless sneak attack!
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