My surname is Stark, who changed my job to become a female big gun?

Chapter 117 "Uncle Jordan" who looks like Jordan

Natasha glanced at Leni who looked like she was hitting the accelerator in the driving seat beside her, and couldn't help laughing secretly.

This girl is quite entertaining for herself.

Glancing at the "hidden" black police off-road vehicle under the shade of trees next to the intersection, Natasha could not help but mourn in silence for the two young people next door.

Sure enough, as she expected, the moment the green light turned on, the red Ferrari rushed out.

But the Porsche under him started slowly, without the frenzied provocation just now.

Almost at the same time, the second after Ferrari rushed through the intersection, the black police car that was silently watching them also started suddenly.

At the same time, the siren was sounded, and a drift rushed across the intersection, chasing the red Ferrari in front.

"Hmph! Little brat."

Leni drove the Porsche through the intersection slowly, not paying any attention to the strange eyes cast by other drivers.

"You are only 22 years old, not much older than them."

Natasha also didn't care about those gazes, and even found it a little funny.

"Tch, my real ages add up to beat them by dozens of years. Well, it's not too much to say they're little kids."

Not thinking that there was anything wrong with what she said, Leni lowered the window of the co-pilot on her own.

When their car passed the red Ferrari that was forced to stop by the police car, Leni turned her head and said hello to the police uncle who was issuing tickets to the two spirited guys.

"Thank you, Uncle Jordan!"

The police officer named Uncle Jordan raised his eyelids, glanced at Leni, and said badly.

"I knew it was you, you stinky girl, who has become a shareholder and is still so non-stop!"

"Hehe~"

Leni rubbed her nose, said hello to "Uncle Jordan", and drove on.

During the whole process, I didn't even look at the two spirited guys, which made the little guy's teeth itch.

Turning on the car stereo, Lenny tuned up a super new song that was just released a few months ago, Adele's "Rolling in the deep".

Accompanied by the brisk music rhythm, Leni followed the charming voice of "Queen of Drumsticks" and sang:
"There's a fire starting in my heart..."

Natasha was a little surprised, and looked up and down Leni with interest, but she didn't expect her to have such a side.

He noticed that the other party was looking at him, but Leni didn't care.

She had been waiting for this song for a long time, and she specially asked someone to buy the album, and it also had Adele's autograph!

"We could've had it all..."

When the song entered the climax of the chorus, Natasha couldn't help humming softly along with the music.

Sensing the relaxation of the tense nerves of the people around her, Leni turned her head and motioned for Natasha to sing with her voice, no one else.

And she felt that Natasha's voice was somewhat similar to Adele's, and she had a great feeling singing this song.

"You had my heart inside of your hand..."

It wasn't until the whole song was sung that Leni turned down the volume of the music, took out a bottle of water from the void, and moistened her throat.

"Natasha, have you thought about releasing an album?"

After taking a sip of the water handed over by the other party, Natasha shook her head.

"Me? Not interested, but I recommend you to try it, your voice is very good."

Seeing that the other party was unmoved, Leni didn't waste any more saliva, and she just asked casually.

"Do you know the police officer just now?"

Recalling what happened just now, Natasha asked a question that she didn't have time to ask just now.

"Huh? Uncle Jordan? I met him a few years ago, and I didn't expect to meet him here."

Leni smiled, and told Natasha about her grievances and grievances with that "Uncle Jordan".

That "Uncle Jordan" is not actually named Jordan, but he looked more like Michael Jordan when he was young, so Lai Ni called him that.

The reason why they met was also because Leni was at a low point in her life at that time.

Drag racing, the "extreme sport" that is most likely to stimulate human adrenaline, was a very good way for Leni at that time to vent.

But before she showed her talents, she was caught by "Uncle Jordan" who hated drag racing gangs at that time.

How could she, who was young and frivolous, bear this grievance?
Afterwards, he repeatedly challenged the policeman who looked like Michael Jordan face to face.

However, at that time, Leni was too novice, and she was provoked many times and all ended in failure.

If "Uncle Jordan" hadn't tirelessly taught her respect and respect many times, Leni would probably be in a federal prison now.

"Then what's his real name? Why didn't you get in touch later?"

Natasha was a little curious. She had read Leni's file, and her previous life experience was also recorded by S.H.I.E.L.D.

However, this "Uncle Jordan" was not mentioned in it, so she was also very curious about how Leni got out of that trough.

"Ah... I forgot, from my impression... I've called him 'Uncle Jordan' since I knew him, but I know he has a daughter named Mana."

Leni touched her nose, a little embarrassed.

"The reason why I didn't contact... was because once I was racing and he slapped me after he caught me. When I got angry, I dropped his phone."

Recalling her own embarrassment, Leni still feels a little embarrassed.

"That phone was actually a relic left to him by his wife, and it contained a lot of their memories."

Natasha was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that there was such a story among them.

"It was only later that I found out that his wife died because of drag racing gangs, and that's why he hated those people."

Nodding, Natasha expressed her understanding. Anyone who has experienced such a thing will feel jealous.

"Then after realizing what stupid thing I had done, I went to help the uncle restore the data in the phone, but the phone really couldn't be used anymore."

Lainey can still recall the time she spent trying to fix that phone.

"After that, the uncle hasn't contacted me, and I can't bother him anymore. It's just that every time I meet his police car on the street, I will help him improve his performance like today."

Skillfully changing lanes and overtaking, Lai Ni drove the car onto the airport expressway, and the speed of the car began to increase unconsciously.

"You will know later that I was invited to join the scientific research department of S.H.I.E.L.D. I haven't been back to Los Angeles for more than a year, let alone contacted."

Natasha expressed her understanding and subconsciously grabbed the armrest above the co-pilot.

She understood why this girl Lai Ni drove so wildly, and the co-authors were all chased by the police at the beginning.

Glancing at Natasha's posture, Leni grinned.

"Don't worry, I'm driving very steadily! Although Uncle Jordan thinks that I always drive fast, he still recognizes my driving skills very much!"

Natasha gave Leni a supercilious look, the meaning is obvious:

I believe you a ghost!
(End of this chapter)