Under the dark night, a chase scene that New York citizens like but are commonplace is being staged.

Night is a carnival time for the racing party and the rampage clan.

On the streets of New York, the engines of two modified vehicles roared through the sky, and the installed loudspeakers emitted deafening and passionate music. The drivers in the car screamed in a wanton and enthusiastic manner, sometimes swaying with the music, and sometimes poked their heads out of the car and shouted harsh mockery to the traffic police following behind them.

"Call the headquarters, call the headquarters, there is a group of racing parties moving towards the city. Please set up an interception network, I am now..."

A young traffic policeman drove a police motorcycle to chase two racing parties, and kept reporting on the route using the walkie-talkie on his chest.

However, as soon as the words were spoken, the little traffic policeman was stunned, and the motorcycle under him stopped suddenly.

"Hey, 73104, what are you doing? Why don't you make a sound?" The intercom came from the walkie-talkie.

"I seemed to have hallucinations. I just saw a yellow light flying over..."

The little traffic policeman was confused and rubbed his eyes hard.

...

"Hahahaha, I want to catch up with my baby when driving a broken motorcycle. I deserve only the exhaust! "

In one of the two modified cars, Tom Chris laughed wildly, while turning the sound of the car audio several degrees again, he picked up the intercom and laughed loudly: "Hey, Reed, can you do it? I think you'd better just give me that thousand dollars!"

"Fuck, will I lose to you? I can get over the next corner, just wait and pay, or wash your butt and go to my house to wait!"

Reed's roar of dissatisfaction came from the other end of the intercom.

"Swish~"

Tom Chris sneered disdainfully. This kind of boy who is not even an amateur player is too arrogant. He is a professional racer who has just retired. It is okay to abuse this kind of guy and make one hand. If he hadn't seen the young boy's family have some money, he wouldn't have been lazy to compete with this kind of guy.

"It seems that I've given the boy a glimpse into real technology."

Tom Chris sneered and stepped on the accelerator with all his strength. The whole body was like a wild horse that broke away from reins. A more harsh roar was made in a blink of an eye and threw the car behind him hundreds of meters.

"Tom!"

The shocking scream came from the intercom, which made Tom Chris even more proud.

"Why, now I want to admit defeat? It's okay to admit defeat, but the promised bet can't be reduced!"

"No, I just saw a yellow light flying over, so fast! Maybe it was a car!"

"Ha, it's almost like light under such road conditions? I'm afraid you haven't..."

Tom Chris instinctively mocked the other party's ignorance, but he was soon stunned.

Light! There is really light!

With the dynamic vision he developed in his long-term racing, he could see more clearly than Reed.

It was a car, a yellow sports car.

The so-called light is simply the afterimage that never dissipates after the car speeds past.

Just a quick glance from Yu Guang, he felt that he had fallen and fell into the unparalleled charm of the big guy.

The unprecedented streamlined and cool body, the exciting engine roar, and the unmatched speed, simply reflect the charm of a sports car to the extreme.

"My car is not that superb!"

His car also started to accelerate.

Be sure to ask where you bought the car or who modified it!

Tom Chris, who was secretly ruthless in his heart, took out his peak state and quickly chased after him, which he once regarded as a treasure but now he was like a useless car.

However, reality is desperate.

In the past, others were sucking exhaust gas behind his car, but now he was left behind far away. Not to mention sucking exhaust gas, the shadow of the car had disappeared from sight and the exhaust gas was not sucked.

...

On the other side, Li Si naturally didn't know that he had accidentally hit the confidence of the two racing parties. He galloped all the way around New York and had parked the car happily and cleverly at the entrance of O'Hill Building.

"vomit……"

As soon as the car stopped, Max hurriedly pushed the door and ran out of the car, holding the lamppost beside him and vomited in vain.

"Li...I will never take your car again from now on!"

After vomiting for most of the day, Max's face turned pale, looking at Li Si in the hornet's driving seat as if he was looking at a beast in the wilderness.

“…”

"Isn't it just a little faster, as for..."

Li Si looked at him speechlessly, pushed the door and got out of the car with a refreshing look, and took Max into the O'Hill Building with familiarity.

After a while, Max, who had recovered from his energy, looked around in confusion: "Li, what are we doing here?"

"Nothing, just come and have a walk."

Li Si smiled and pushed open the door of the underground garage. Although it was already evening, there were still many players inside, and all kinds of hawking sounds were heard.

After hearing what the players were hawking, Max opened his mouth and widened his eyes: "Is this the legendary black market?"

"...You just think it's right!"

Li Si didn't know how to explain the existence of the player, so he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't explain it in detail.

At this time, the players inside had already noticed Li Si.

"It's a profitable businessman! The profitable businessman is here again!"

"This time I promise not to buy his box, boycott profiteering, boycott krypton gold unboxing!"

"Yes, I don't buy it either. I'd rather save enough money to buy equipment directly than open his box."

Just seeing this familiar figure, countless players recalled the fear of being dominated by the profiteer in their pockets, and they all screamed in resentment.

"Tsk, you still resist unboxing. If you want to open it, I won't sell it yet. A group of poor people with cleaner pockets than their faces!"

Li Si curled his lips disdainfully and ignored the players who protested and boycotted.

"Li, have you sold fake goods here? Why do they call you a profiteer?"

Max, who looked around like Grandma Liu, asked curiously, as if he was looking around in the Grand View Garden.

"……No!"
Chapter completed!