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At night, the Santa Monica drag racing site was still a lively and noisy scene as usual.

The bald black woman who was the organizer of the GB drag racing party stood on the stage, pushing the atmosphere to a climax step by step with her passionate voice and extraordinary DJ skills.

The drivers and their female companions in the audience gradually lost themselves in this fanatical atmosphere under the stimulation of music, alcohol, leaves, flour, and sex.

Alice Ross did not participate in it. She still had a sexy look, but she was wearing pink fur tonight, with a green sequined bra inside and a miniskirt of the same style on the bottom. She was still dressed in a bohemian manner.

I don’t know if it was because she didn’t have a male companion, but she was a little depressed tonight. She kept smoking and looked at the direction of the intersection from time to time.

“Yeah, I won, hahahaha…”

“Fuck, I actually lost to you, you must have taken drugs, you bitch cheated…”

Next to a yellow Lamborghini Aventador LP700 SVJ, Sanjis Camilo was competing with Craven Pierce in spitting without paying attention to anyone else.

Craven Pierce patted the woman’s head as a reward, and laughed arrogantly: “Sanjis, you are so timid, and you don’t admit it. As long as I don’t fantasize about Alice, I am the most powerful man in Los Angeles…”

He twisted his waist to show off and asked the black-haired woman next to him: “Right, baby!”

The beautiful woman who was rinsing her mouth gave him a flattering smile, which was a response to his boasting.

Sanjis Camilo pushed away the black woman who was helping him clean up and cursed: “Fuck, why are you working so hard? How many people have you licked? Why didn’t you tell me that you were a prostitute…” He looked at Craven Pierce angrily and sneered: “I will not admit that I lost to you. This bitch is too good. If you don’t believe me, try it later…” “Fuck, Sanjis, don’t let me look down on you!” Hearing that Sanjis Camilo wanted to go back on his word, Craven Pierce instantly got angry. He turned to Alice Ross for help, “Alice, you just heard our bet, you are a witness…”

Seeing Alice Ross looking at him expressionlessly, Sanjis Camilo froze and said unhappily, “Isn’t it just a ticket to Lolita Island? I can afford to lose, so I’ll give it to you. At worst, I can ask Epstein for another one…”

After that, he angrily kicked the black woman on the ground again, but because the light was too dim, he kicked in the air and almost fell down, which made him even angrier.

Craven Pierce laughed out loud at his funny appearance. Sangis Camilo raised his middle fingers to him and cursed: “Craven, don’t give me a chance, otherwise, I will definitely blow your ass…” Craven Pierce’s expression froze. He didn’t dare to provoke this psychopath again. He turned his head and asked Alice Ross: “Will that guy stand us up and not dare to come?” Before he finished speaking, a Bugatti 16.4 Veyron Sang Noir came slowly with a roar at the intersection. Although there were many luxury cars at the scene, the arrival of this Bugatti 16.4 Veyron Sang Noir still attracted many people’s attention. After all, they were all car enthusiasts and knew how rare this car was. When she saw Locke getting out of the car with a rebellious look on his face, Alice Ross finally smiled on her cold face. She turned to the stunned Craven Pierce and said sarcastically: “It seems that you have to re-evaluate his family’s assets…”

Sanjis Camilo cursed directly: “Fuck, how could this kid get this car…”

They thought that the reason why Locke won last time was because his Lamborghini Aventador LP700 SVJ was awesome, so they came prepared today.

Alice Ross drove a Porsche 918 spyder, Sanjis Camilo drove a Lamborghini Aventador LP700 SVJ, and Craven Pierce drove a Ferrari 488 pista.

Porsche 918 spyder

Lamborghini Aventador LP700 SVJ

Ferrari 488 pista

I thought I could beat Locke’s Lamborghini Aventador LP700 SVJ today, but I didn’t expect him to drive a Bugatti 16.4 Veyron Sang Noir today.

Isn’t this cheating?

They are not even in the same class. Their three cars only have AiAlice Ross’s Porsche 918 spyder can barely be compared.

However, one is limited to 12 units, and the other is limited to 918 units, which are still not in the same level.

At this time, Craven Pierce said: “I adjusted the asset evaluation of his family, at least 1 billion level, and he should have a close relationship with the military…”

Alice Ross said: “Carl Gibbs’ business is not only limited to Japan, but also South Korea. His business has also spread to Iraq and Afghanistan. From this, it can be seen that his relationship with the military is not just close. If I’m not mistaken, he should be the white glove of a certain military force…”

Clavin Pierce knew that Alice Ross should have investigated Henry Gibbs, “f Ouch, Alice, you are not serious this time, are you? ”

Sanjis Camilo also looked at her in surprise and smiled: “Alice, you might as well choose me instead of him…”

Alice Ross glanced at him coldly, “Do you think your father will let us be together?”

Sanjis Camilo’s expression froze, and hesitantly said: “Not necessarily!”

Kraven Pierce frowned and said: “You want to get in touch with their military…”

…

Locke was a little uncomfortable being alone tonight, mainly because Sarah Mendes was unable to walk and couldn’t come out with him.

When he sent Sarah back to the repair shop, Victor Mendes noticed Sarah’s walking posture and his face instantly became gloomy. He was embarrassed to continue asking him and Reid to come with him.

So, he could only come to Santa Monica alone tonight.

Locke walked straight towards Alice Ross and the other two, glanced at their cars, and laughed, “Is there any need to compete?”

Sanjis Camilo immediately scolded, “You are cheating!”

Locke was stunned and retorted, “Your brain has not evolved, you can change cars, but I can’t…”

Sanjis Camilo was stunned. No one dared to talk to him like this for many years.

He showed an interested look and stretched out his hand to hit Locke, “It’s interesting. I think you are qualified to play with us…”

Locke avoided with disgust, “Don’t touch me with your hand that touched that thing. Who the hell wants to play with you? You mate in public one by one, just like beasts!”

Sanjis Camilo’s face changed instantly, staring at Locke viciously with a cold look in his eyes.

Locke ignored him and looked Alice Rose up and down, then asked impatiently, “What do you want from me? Don’t even mention wanting to compete with us. I’ve seen all the drag racing groups in Los Angeles, and they’re just this level. If you have any ideas about me, you’d better give up. I never have sex with prostitutes!”