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Soon, Locke arrived at the Mendes repair shop in Sarah Mendes’ pink Challenger Hellcat.

Hearing the noise, the light in a room quickly came on. Jim, who was on night watch, opened the door and hid half of his body in the doorway. When he saw that it was Sarah Mendes’ car, his expression instantly relaxed.

He walked out from behind the door, put the Colt M2000 in his hand into the waistband of his pants, and shouted: “Sarah, you come back at this time…, uh, Master Locke, I haven’t seen you for a long time!” Locke also recognized the shiny black Jim, he is Reid’s father, “Hi, Jim, disturb you!” Jim hurriedly smiled: “No, no, I haven’t slept yet!” Sarah Mendes took Locke’s hand as soon as she got out of the car, with a dazzling smile on her face, “Jim, you go to sleep, we come to get the car!” “Okay!” Jim looked at Sarah Mendes with relief, ready to retreat into the room, and casually asked: “Why didn’t Victor and Reid come with you…” Sarah Mendes raised her nose and said disdainfully: “I don’t know if these two bastards are lying on that woman now!” “…” Jim’s face immediately turned black, ready to spray, but seeing that Locke was there, he could only mutter a few words in a low voice and closed the door. Sarah Mendes led Locke to the second-floor office to get the warehouse key, and casually explained: “After we stopped living here, Jim moved here and said that the repair shop must be left alone at night…”

Soon Locke saw his Hellcat SRT again, without a dust cover, but the car was spotless.

Locke knew what was going on at a glance, and hooked Sarah Mendes over and kissed her, “Reward for you…”

Sarah Mendes pouted and said, “I can only do this for you!”

Locke hooked her chin and gave her another passionate kiss, “Didn’t you help me this time? Tsk tsk, aren’t you afraid that I will sell you out!”

Just now on the road, he told Sarah Mendes about what happened to Peter Turner this time.

In this plan, the white glove of Mendes Repair Shop is very important.

Mendes Repair Shop needs to mortgage the land to apply for a bank loan first to raise acquisition funds, otherwise they will not have the money to acquire Derek Used Car Chain Group.

He couldn’t just give them tens of millions in cash for the acquisition. Without a professional financial person like his father, the operation would be too risky.

Anyway, the land of Mendes Repair Shop can be loaned at least 40-50 million. The procedure is legal and there will be no risk.

And when the money is repaid, another batch of money can be laundered.

But in this case, Mendes Repair Shop needs to bear all the risks.

Locke actually knew why Victor Mendes pushed this matter to his sister, just to put this favor on his sister Sarah Mendes.

“Are you willing to sell me?”

Sarah Mendes stood on tiptoe and hooked Locke’s neck, saying in a naive manner, with a gleam in her eyes.

Locke held her butt and picked her up, smiling: “No!”

Soon, the gray Hellcat roared and drove away from the repair shop.

…

Santa Monica, the starting point of Highway 1.

Locke finally decided to go to the Golden Bay (GB) drag racing gang to play. This drag racing gang is the cleanest among the drag racing gangs in Los Angeles.

Well, the group of Chinese second-generations who play with cars in Irvine are naturally not drag racing gangs.

There seems to be a mysterious killer organization behind GB, but he has no conflict with this organization.

Well, he used Sanjis Camilo’s body to trick the GB organization last time, but no one knows about this except him, so it can be treated as if it never happened.

And Edmund Mendes, the father of the Mendes brothers and sisters, seems to have a friendship with the boss of this organization, Mayra Garcia, so there should be no problem for them to come here to play.

More importantly, Locke did not intend to get out of the car, even though he had used Sarah Mendes’ makeup box to disguise himself and changed into Henry Gibbs’s appearance.

However, due to limited materials, it was only 70% like, and he did not dye his hair.

Although there are makeup tools and materials in the storage space, it is not easy to take them out. He does not want to perform a trick in front of Sarah. Even if Sarah has been obedient to him, the trump card cannot be revealed casually.

Locke is not too worried about Henry Gibbs appearing in Los Angeles again. Anyway, people who know Henry Gibbs already know his true identity, and there is basically no risk.

More importantly, Sarah Mendes seems to have a special feeling for this identity, so let’s satisfy her.

Locke sat in the co-pilot seat and saw Sarah Mendes walk to the bar to sign up in the rearview mirror.

Alice Ross is dead, Sanjis Camilo is dead, butIt seems that it did not affect the Golden Bay drag racing party, which is still very lively.

Various modified cars and super sports cars gathered here.

Compared with other drag racing party organizations, the aesthetics of the drag racing party here are much more normal, and they all look well-dressed and heroic. This is why Locke subconsciously chose this place.

If he really likes cars, he will definitely join this drag racing party.

Sarah Mendes wore a black miniskirt tonight, with a black leather jacket of the same style as Locke, sexy like a little wild cat.

Such a short distance attracted three rich second-generations to chat up, which shows her charm.

As soon as the girl returned to the car, Locke joked: “Let me see, how many phone numbers did you leave?”

Sarah Mendes fastened her seat belt with a proud face, and snorted coldly: “I have discovered that you rich second-generations like my type…”

“…”

Locke touched his nose and looked embarrassed.

Among the three rich second-generations who just chatted with Sarah, two were indeed the same type of handsome boys as him, but of course they were not as handsome as him.

Soon the drag race started. Tonight, the race was still on Highway 1, and the end was Oxnard.

Sarah Mendes was in the middle of the starting order. Seeing that she was getting more and more excited, Locke put some pressure on her, “You are now driving the gray Hellcat SRT, the car of the Los Angeles car god, so don’t lose!”

Sarah Mendes took a deep breath, straightened her chest, and said firmly: “I will definitely win!”

“Nine…”

“Eight…”

“Senve…”

“…”

“Ready…”

“Go!!!”

More than 20 cars drove out one after another. Locke’s body was pushed against the backrest. He held the armrest tightly, and the familiar adrenaline pleasure swept through his body, but soon he frowned.

He turned his head to look at Sarah Mendes, who was concentrating on overtaking in the driver’s seat, and felt a little regretful in his heart.

Too fast!

He wanted to get out of the car.