American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"son of a bitch!"

When Letty, the girlfriend of the bald Mr. Tang, heard Hailey say such a sarcastic expression, she could no longer hold back her breath and stepped forward to tear Haili apart.

"Letty!"

Mia, the sister of the bald Tang boss, quickly hugged her brother's girlfriend again.

She, who is the most calm and rational person, knows that they cannot afford to offend Hailey.

Brian, a young man with curly white hair, initially doubted whether Hailey was an undercover agent like him, coming with a mission, but now he was sure that she was definitely not an undercover agent.

Which undercover agent could be so arrogant?

If so, he would also be such an undercover agent!

"Holy shit!"

Shama and the others had been dumbfounded for a long time. When the bald Mr. Tang approached with an oppressive approach, they felt anxious. Now they could only look up at Haili, who was not as tall as them in front of them.

The only strong man in the group, Luke, who was very muscular, had long been stimulated by this turn of events, and the muscles on his face were no longer his own. He regretted that he should not have acted so coquettishly and had to take the new girl from Orange County, Hai. Li came over to join in the fun.

This kind of ridicule, if it were him, he would rush up and start a fight without hesitation, let alone the bald boss Tang who has such a famous name 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? I'm just asking you, is this exciting?"

"Exciting, so exciting! Shouting 'I am a top racing driver' when you lose? This taunt is too sharp!"

"What this girl said is correct. Why did racing cars have to be on one straight track in the past? That's really a waste of time. Whoever has the best configuration will win? Who has the best driving skills?"

"I heard that I had a good life there. They were all drifting and having fun. That's driving skills, right?"

"Shit! This so-called drifting is just like a small movie about living a good life. It's just a lack of strength. You have to make up the time to come up with so many fancy so-called skills. What we real men in America are doing is the real deal. hard power!"

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

The onlookers were excited about the sudden confrontation tonight, especially the pretty and petite Haili who challenged the undefeated bald Boss Tang alone. This sense of contrast, as well as the excitement of resisting authority, made them come out late at night. Young people who are looking for excitement are the most likely to fall into this trap.

Of course, as the topic involved living a good life as a child, the topic gradually became distorted and began to gradually become abnormal.

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

Haili was almost furious when she saw Bald Boss Tang and his group, and she smiled even more happily. She raised her eyebrows at Bald Boss Tang who looked at her fiercely and said nothing. Before Bald Boss Tang could speak, she added : "I remember that the word fear is not in your dictionary, right?"

"It's a bet!"

Bald Boss Tang was so crowded that even if he still had concerns, he could only make a decision according to his own heart.

With so many people watching, it was still a competition that he proposed on his own initiative. If he hesitated just because the other party made a request, wouldn't that mean he lost confidence?

Boss Tang can't afford to lose this person!

As for after losing, shouting "I am a top racing driver" as Hailey asked, that kind of embarrassing scene will happen later.

Besides, he is very sure of winning!

"Come with me!"

The bald Boss Tang took a deep look at Hailey. He didn't want to stay here any longer, and directly announced in a hoarse voice that tonight's racing was about to begin.

As soon as these words came out, everyone cheered, everyone got into their own cars, and drove away from this remote gathering place in groups, starting to go to the city, where there was a better track.

"Sama, you and Marissa go together and take Luke's car."

Haili also walked to her car and greeted her friends: "Hold your phone and wait for my news at any time."

"Waiting for news from you? Hailey, what do you mean?"

Compared to the excited Shama, Marissa was much calmer and looked at Hailey worriedly.

"Yeah, Haley."

The tough guy Luke forced a smile and said: "Are you worried that you won't be able to leave later? Or if you lose, you plan to leave without leaving the car and just drive away?"

"Which one do you want?"

Hailey looked at Luke playfully.

"..."

Tough guy Luke was completely speechless.

Of course he didn't want any of them.

The first one is that he can't leave after winning. The bald Boss Tang who was ridiculed like this and lost money cannot possibly be willing to laugh at himself like that.

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

As for the second option, if Hailey loses and runs away without leaving the car, she can run home quickly and have Detective Chuck back her up, without fear of being harassed by the bald Boss Tang, but those of them who came with her, Will definitely be found.

That is the latest Porsche 911 sports car!

No one can give up easily.

Especially for these guys who race like hell.

So either way they will be out of luck.

"Hailey, stop joking."

Marissa also knew her boyfriend's embarrassing situation, so she could only helplessly advise: "What are you planning?"

"Do not worry."

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

"Then you said you were waiting for your call? Aren't you going to run away if you lose?"

Marissa said anxiously.

"I want you to wait for the call because I'm afraid you will be caught by the police."

Haili stopped teasing them and pointed to the crowded motorcade in front of her: "Such a big scene, and the road will be closed to clear the racing track later, which will definitely affect normal traffic. Don't you think that we can't attract the police to arrest you then?" Arrest it?"

"So it's because of this."

When tough guy Luke heard this explanation, he suddenly felt confident again.

Although he didn't want to be caught and called his parents, compared with the previous two poor expectations, this one was completely acceptable.

"Will the police come to arrest you?"

Marissa immediately became nervous: "How about we leave first?"

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

"Of course not!"

Shama shouted: "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. Everything will be fine."

Hailey walked into her sports car with a smile, honked the horn a few times, signaling for them to follow quickly, and then chased the team all the way to the predetermined track.

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

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

When the taxi drove here, the driver who was responsible for blocking the road waved him down: "This road is blocked, please take a detour!"

"Damn dragsters!"

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

Then I saw the police radio monitoring the car of the car owner responsible for blocking the road was ringing with police communications. I knew that they were starting to race here, and they were organizing the police to come over.

But they weren't nervous at all.

This is no longer the case twice.

Bald Boss Tang's decision to only race once was based on this format. They only had to block the road for a few minutes and could disperse at any time when the racing results were known.

They gathered so many vehicles that even if the Los Angeles police deployed in large numbers, it would be difficult to catch them.

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

On the fenced-in track, three cars have been parked side by side. One is the bald man, one is African, and one is Asian. They are very racially even.

Then Brian, a white man with curly hair, drove by in his green Mitsubishi. Because he was unfamiliar with the car, he did not stop in front of the red line when parking, but crossed it, causing other people to look at him sideways.

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

The African-American car owner shouted at Brian.

"I want to participate first!"

Brian reluctantly refused.

He participated in this car race to get close to the bald boss Tang. He has been delaying this for too long, and now the superiors are urging him urgently. If he does not participate this time, the mission may be completely ruined, and his work will also have problems by then.

"What did you say?"

The African-American driver is also a veteran here. When he saw a newcomer who was still a pretty boy and dared to refuse him, his face suddenly became angry.

"I said I was going to compete, win the competition, and 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 decision.

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

Bald Boss Tang said calmly.

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

As the African-American driver spoke, he looked at the Asian driver aside, then he realized, grinned and said, "Get out of the way!"

"Why?"

The Asian rider said dissatisfied.

"Do you want to bet your car?"

The African-American taunted: "If not, just move out of the way and wait for the next game!"

The Asian driver couldn't help but look at Bald Boss Tang, hoping that Bald Boss Tang, the organizer, would speak for him. However, Bald Boss Tang didn't even look at him. He just pretended that he didn't hear him and turned on the stereo in the car. .

This attitude, coupled with the fact that African-American drivers were staring at it, made the Asian driver think it was ridiculous. He came out to find excitement on the streets late at night. Who would have thought that he would feel racially discriminated against on a daily basis even before he started racing.

White people are condescending, polite but indifferent.

African Americans are the ones who bully them the most.

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

So all four cars stopped in front of the starting red line.

The one on the far left is the bald Mr. Tang, next to him is Hailey, the third is an African-American driver, and the far right is Brian in the green Mitsubishi sports car.

A hot girl with cool clothes and a hot figure walked to the African driver's car window, took the African driver's hand, placed it on Xiong Ba, and said seductively: "Edwin, no matter you lose or you win, this is all." It’s yours! But if you win, she’ll be yours too.”

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

This is the charm of street racing!

After retracting his palm, he moved his shoulders vigorously and looked into the distance with all his concentration, waiting only to win the game and go back to ride the double-decker bus!

At the signal of the bald man in a white T-shirt, the four cars roared towards the front.

As soon as the race started, the bald Boss Tang took a solemn look at Haili next to him, who was not inferior to him at the start. Haili's latest Porsche 911, which is worthy of being produced by a top brand, was actually a little ahead of him.

The two of them were almost running side by side, so they could still look at each other through the car window. Hailey smiled provocatively at him, accelerated again, and ran at the front.

Even the bald Mr. Tang was overtaken, not to mention the African-American driver in the third lane and the novice Brian who started a step slower.

Bald Boss Tang was not too nervous and kept accelerating to bite Haili's car.

The two cars behind him were also racing at high speeds trying to keep up.

Brian, who was at the end, was anxious. He first pressed the nitrogen acceleration button, and the tail flames spurted out wildly. The speed of the car suddenly increased. He rushed forward at top speed, and a strong pushing feeling hit his back. In just a few breaths, he was overtaken. African American riders.

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

That’s right!

The hot domineering girl just now was also named Monica, and the temptation she proposed was also an old friend’s 50% discount.

But now everything has been ruined by the tail flame of this classic nitrogen-accelerated ‘black technology’.

Brian drove all the way and directly caught up with Hailey and Bald Boss Tang.

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 saw him press his nitrogen acceleration button and suddenly accelerate not far from the finish line. He instantly overtook Brian who had already surpassed him, and Hailey who had maintained a stable high speed. The joy of winning was filled in his heart. .

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

Rookie Brian is done with it, the whole car is falling apart from prolonged use, sparking all the way.

So nothing to worry about.

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

A street car like theirs 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 the black-tech cheating device like nitrogen acceleration, it was impossible for Haili, who had stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, to accelerate again, so he was sure to win!

Just as the curve of the corner of his mouth became larger and larger as the finish line got closer, a red Phantom instantly overtook him at an incredible speed.

Half a body!

A body!

The two taillights are clearly visible!

Breathing in, the latest red Porsche 911 gets further and further away, crossing the finish line first.

"No! This is impossible!"

Accompanied by the hoarse roar of Bald Boss Tang, his car crossed the finish line more than a second behind, followed by Brian's green sports car that was almost falling apart.

The bald Mr. Tang and his gang waiting at the finish line also had expressions of disbelief on their faces, completely unable to accept such a result.

Such an expensive Porsche 911 has been modified with nitrogen acceleration!

Shameless sneak attack!

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