Chapter 48 "Look at how polite you are, the older brother before the younger brother, how about a competition?"
The atmosphere that was originally so tight that one could almost hear the heartbeat suddenly distorted into an eerie silence.
Everyone's eyes, including Kevin's, were invariably focused on the mobile phone in Lango's pocket that continued to vibrate and emit cute ringtones.
"Shet."
Lango cursed secretly, glanced at Dominic like a knife, then quickly took a few steps back, preparing to answer the phone.
At the same time, the corner of his eye was still vigilantly paying attention to the movement behind him.
He had to answer this call. This was the ringtone that Gloria had specially set for himself.
Since he came back from Africa, the girl was worried that Lango would disappear for several years without saying goodbye like last time, so she called him every day to check on him.
"call"
Lango took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and pressed the call.
"Hey, Sweety~ What's up?"
"No! How can you doubt me? I just finished my night shift and was just driving."
"Of course! How can I still like other women after having you? Give me some trust, baby."
"You think otherwise, if you finish your work early and come to New York, I'll learn a few tricks of your favorite French food and cook it for you in a different way every day."
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Everyone present couldn't help but look at each other in shock after hearing this.
Just ten seconds ago, the guy on the phone had a cold and gloomy look, and he had the aura that blood would be spilled on the spot if he disagreed.
But in the blink of an eye, he suddenly put on a flattering smile and coaxed the woman on the other end of the phone in a soft voice.
Many of the gang members who had just taken out their guns were also stunned at what they were doing. In situ.
Here, Lango's call was about to end. After hearing Gloria's request on the phone, his smile froze. He first turned around and glared at Dominic's person fiercely, and then approached the phone
"Well~Mua~"
"Puch. Hahahaha!"
"Ha ha ha ha."
The atmosphere in the warehouse completely erupted, with laughter one after another!
The boys who were still confused could no longer hold back, and they all pointed at Lango and laughed.
"So." Black guy Doug, who had his teeth smashed by Lange before, endured the pain, smashed his teeth and said with a smile: "You are still a housewife, right? Hahahaha."
Lango's face instantly darkened, and an unprecedented killing intent surged in his chest.
He was thinking about whether to kill everyone who saw the scene just now, leaving no one alive.
"Fake Squid, Fake Squid! Fake Squid!!!" Lange pointed at these bastards one by one and cursed.
"I swear to the fucking God, if any of you dare to laugh again, no one will be able to walk out alive today!!!"
After saying that, he stepped on the ground with his toes, preparing to use the [Sports Car Head] feature he just obtained to smash all these guys into pieces!
“OK, stop.”
Just when Lango couldn't help but take action, Dominic raised his hand unexpectedly and interrupted everyone's laughter.
He slowly walked up to Lange, with the crooked smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth, and then said in a low voice with his phlegm-like voice: "I appreciate you a little now, because you are the same as me. A family oriented person.”
Lango responded coldly and responded lightly: "So what?"
"Haha", Dominic chuckled and turned to McQueen with a hint of amazement in his eyes, "Dodge Viper, you have a very nice car. Likewise, I also have a 1971 black Challenger."
Lango followed the guy's gaze and saw that there was indeed a powerful muscle car parked in front of the warehouse door. The dynamic front and rough and powerful lines all demonstrated the power and speed of the car.
"Let's see how Si Siwenwen and Si Siwen were before you when you first came in. Do you want to have a competition?" Dominic suggested, lightly swiping his finger in Kevin's direction.
"As long as you win, I can let you leave with him, but if you lose, not only can you not take the person with you, but you also have to keep the car with me!"
The younger brothers all around started to cheer after hearing this. No one knew their boss's driving skills better than them.
This is the god of driving skills recognized by all speedsters on the East Coast!
In the eyes of others, it may be that Dominic is soft-hearted and wants to give them a chance to let them live, but in their eyes, this is obviously that their boss wants to get rid of the traitors and get a good car for free at the same time.
Lango frowned slightly as he looked at Dominic's stinking look in front of him.
In fact, Lange had long recognized the bald man's identity.
Biker gangs, bald heads, Dodge Challengers, open and closed mouths are like family.
Who else could this be?
Because of this, he knew very well about the bald man's racing skills, and it was definitely not an exaggeration to say that it was difficult to find an opponent.
It's just...
Lango raised his eyebrows, walked to McQueen, patted the roof of the kid's car, and asked: "How are you, buddy, are you confident?"
"Dudu——!"
The next second, under everyone's surprised gaze, the empty sports car honked its horn twice quickly, and its lights blinked twice playfully like eyes.
Dominic was stunned when he saw this, and then pretended to be disdainful and said: "Fancy modifications, do you want to compare them?"
"It's okay to compete, but I won't compete with you on the streets."
Lange pointed at the abandoned industrial park outside the door and said provocatively: "Run here, a preliminary lap, twenty laps in total. Whoever reaches the finish line first wins, but don't tell me you don't dare."
"No problem, be prepared to walk back alone!"
A moment later, the two cars, which had already completed a pre-lap to familiarize themselves with the track, parked side by side at the entrance of the warehouse, waiting for the official showdown call.
Different from normal racing competitions, there are no racing girls in cool clothes and graceful figures to help out. Instead, there are the fanatical shouts of speeding gang members and car mechanics.
They cheered one after another, as if they were sure that Dominic would win the game.
In the Challenger car, Dominic smiled and greeted everyone outside the window. He moved his wrists and leaned on the seat. His eyes revealed his confidence in victory and his contempt for Lango.
Although judging from the graceful way Lango broke into the warehouse before, the guy next to him should not have bad driving skills, but compared with himself, the leader of the speed racing gang who has been racing for decades and defeated countless professional players, that kid is still A little more tender.
Thinking of this, he looked at the Viper on the side playfully. If nothing else happened, this kid must be gripping the steering wheel nervously, his palms were sweating and his face was pale.
However, when he saw the scene in the car on the opposite side, At this time, the smile instantly froze on his face.
Not only did Lange not look nervous at all, but he was more relaxed and contented than him. He crossed his legs on the center console and held a cigarette lightly between his fingertips. The smoke was lingering, showing his unruly and calmness.
Judging from his demeanor, he didn't take his opponent seriously at all!
"Fake."
Dominic cursed angrily, a surge of anger welling up in his heart. He couldn't wait to see the bastard next to him lose the game!
A minute later, a car mechanic carrying a colorful flag walked up to their car and raised his hand to signal them to get ready.
Lango also put his feet down at this time, stroked the steering wheel with both hands, and encouraged: "Come on McQueen, let's kill that bastard together."
"As you wish, Lange." A pair of big eyes suddenly appeared on the dashboard, and he responded softly.
beep--!
With a crisp whistle and a sudden wave of the flag, the black Dodge Challenger cut through the air instantly like an arrow from a string and sped out.
And McQueen is still where he is!
(End of this chapter)