This is a red Porsche supercar with a unique appearance and outstanding performance. It is specially built to pursue extreme speed and optimal handling. Its ultra-light weight and high-tech design make it enough to be among the top cars. The powerful and powerful 5.7-liter 10-cylinder 605-horsepower engine can increase from speed 0 to 200 km/h in 10 seconds, and the maximum speed is about 330 km/h.

After starting the car, Van Diesel deliberately controlled the speed. This was a residential area for wealthy people. Police cars were frequently patrolling. Although speeding was just a slight trick to him, he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

The car turned several turns in succession, and the excellent driving feeling made Van Diesel very satisfied with the sports car I just obtained.

Although the high-speed driving scenes were completed by stunt actors when filming the film, since he starred in the "Fast and Furious" series, he has become crazy about the feeling of speeding. He often drives supercars and has received many speeding tickets.

However, like most Hollywood stars, Vin Diesel doesn't care about this at all. He has money and is related to the police station. He also has an excellent lawyer. Speeding is nothing.

The red Porsche supercar gradually drove to the edge of Beverly Hills, and Van Diesel also increased his speed slightly. The scenery on the roadside swiftly through the car window. He unconsciously remembered the "Fast and Furious" series that he relied on. The previous film of this series was once compared to Duke Rosenberg's movie, and was slandered as "sissy"!

Are you and your own movies "sissy"?

Van Diesel slapped the steering wheel heavily, Duke Rosenberg is a "sissy"!

A man who never speeds when driving is not a "sissy", who deserves to be called a "sissy"?

Thinking of this, Van Diesel stepped on the accelerator and drove away from the rich area with a huge engine roar, rushing forward like a red lightning bolt. The speed instantly exceeded 70 miles per hour, as if the speed limit of 50 miles per hour on this road was just a decoration.

The red supercar quickly left the Beverly Hills range, rushed through the Hollywood area, heading north along the flat road, and soon arrived at Santa Clarita about thirty miles north of Hollywood.

The road here is flattering and wider, Van Diesel speeds up again, and the red Porsche supercar is immediately at 90 miles per hour.

The roar of the engine came far away.

On the street, Michael Turner walked slowly and heard the roar of the engine. He couldn't help but look back. A red ray of lightning rushed towards this side at the end of his sight. Although it was on the sidewalk, he still leaned against the side of the road unconsciously.

At the same time, he cursed in a low voice, "These bastards who do not respect life!"

Like Michael Turner, there are many people cursing around, which is a serious speeding behavior. The person involved may feel that he is very cool and majestic at speed. It seems to be the best in the world, but in the eyes of the people around him, he is definitely the object of disgust and cursed.

The red sports car was getting closer and closer. Michael Turner simply stopped, turned to look over there and cursed, "I want to die. You can drive on Mulholland Road and jump over the cliff, but come here to drag others down!"

This is not an unmanned highway, but Santa Clarita, the fourth largest city in the Los Angeles area.

Although I don’t know how fast the car is, Michael Turner knows very well that as long as the car hits someone or something, it will be the end of the car being destroyed and the person being killed.

The red Porsche sports car had no tendency to slow down at all, regardless of whether it had entered the densely populated area of ​​the city and was getting closer and closer to Michael Turner.

Out of disgust and hatred for the speeder, Michael Turner cursed again, "It's still speeding up, I hope you will only knock down the tree without placing others."

He took out the phone and was about to call "911", but his hand stopped on the buttons of his phone.

Because Michael Turner clearly saw that a burst of white smoke emerged from the red supercar. Although he had never driven such a high-end sports car, he also knew that this was absolutely abnormal.

The body was trembling violently. After stepping on the brakes, the red Porsche supercar showed no sign of slowing down. Van Diesel, who was sitting in the driver's seat, had long thrown the idea that not speeding was equivalent to being a 'sissy' behind his head. The face that was always expressionless was panicked. At such a fast speed, once the car lost control, the consequences would be absolutely unimaginable.

He tried hard to control the car, his head full of regret. Why did he speed up? Why did he drive so fast?

The two big hands holding the steering wheel were trembling, both because of force and fear. It was completely different from the tough guys in the movie. Van Diesel was already scared and sweating coldly.

How many people are not afraid of death?

If there is still a chance, he will definitely learn from Duke Rosenberg and never speed up when driving!

This thought couldn't help but emerge from Van Diesel's head. However, there are many things in this world that can be started over again, but life is not in this ranks.

The red Porsche supercar deviated from the direction and rushed towards the roadside.

"What?" Michael Turner widened his eyes, "Is there really going to be a car accident?"

It’s not that there is a car accident, but that the car accident has already happened.

Just under his gaze, the red sports car rushed out of the highway at lightning speed, climbed up the green belt on the side of the road, and hit a thick palm tree. A huge collision sounded, and the palm trees fell down in response to the sound. The sports car also disintegrated instantly, and the red fragments flying all over the sky splashed, making the surrounding buildings crackle.

Fortunately, people nearby were consciously away from the direction the sports car was coming, and no innocent people were injured except the car itself.

Almost subconsciously, Michael Turner called 911, "There is a car accident here, and a serious car accident here..."

He had just finished reporting the location and saw sparks at the corner of his eyes. He saw a fire on the red sports car. Several kind-hearted people who wanted to go over and checked quickly stopped. Everyone knew that this situation was very dangerous.

The flames ran up in just a few seconds, and a huge explosion sounded.

"Boom!"

Michael Turner felt dizzy, hundreds of feet away from the opposite side, the red sports car completely disintegrated, and the dazzling flames rose into the air, as gorgeous as the fireworks on July 4th.

"It's over!"

Looking at the burning supercar, Michael Turner couldn't help but hold his head, "That guy is completely finished."

Although the other party's severe speeding disgusted him, Michael Turner did not want the terrible thing of the dead to happen.

Who is that guy? It's so unlucky...

Through the gaps of the flames, Michael Turner wanted to see who was in the cockpit. Although the flames did not affect the cockpit for the time being, the distance was a bit far away. He could only vaguely see a bald head sitting in the driver's seat.

This is the downtown area. Michael Turner called the police the moment the accident happened. The whistle of the police car sounded quickly. Not long after, the fire truck and ambulance arrived at the scene.

The firefighter pried open the car door after extinguishing the flames...

Like the person who witnessed the car accident, Michael Turner did not leave, but stood outside the cordon raised by the police and continued to watch. He also raised his cell phone to take pictures of more things.

But there were too many people watching and the angle was not very good. Michael Turner did not take any pictures except for the charred supercar. However, after seeing the door being pried open, he raised his phone high and tried to point the camera of the phone at the other side, hoping to take a picture of the unlucky driver.

Next to him are two independent journalists. Perhaps it is more appropriate to describe paparazzi who runs social news. Just like paparazzi in the entertainment industry, these guys do not belong to any media, but fight independently. They often collect information by listening to police channels, then dispatch first-hand news, and then sell it to TV stations or video websites.

When the firefighters rescued the unlucky driver, two casual paparazzi suddenly became excited. One of them opened the cordon and ran to shoot while there was no policeman paying attention. Unfortunately, they were driven out by the police within half a minute and received a serious warning.

However, these two guys didn't care at all.

"I've sent it! We're developed this time!"

After one of them turned off the camera, he kept saying in a trembling and excited voice, "This is exclusive! This news can be sold at least 100,000 US dollars!"

Another person was relatively cautious and asked seriously, "Are you sure you didn't recognize the wrong person?"

"It's definitely not wrong!"

The man took a deep breath before, "It's definitely him! This is definitely the big news that TV station dreams of!"

"Is he still alive?"

Hearing the question from his companion, the man shook his head without hesitation, "The neck is completely broken, and half of his body is burned. I recorded the words of the ambulance officer. They said that if there were no regulations, such a situation could be sent directly to the morgue!"

"good!"

Another person finally showed an excited expression, "We'll go to the TV station now, this is destined to be our chance to get rich..."

"Ha ha……"

The previous person made a cheerful and happy laugh, and seemed to have no sympathy for the deceased at all. "If you drive later, I will use my laptop to edit it properly and adjust the shots."

"Walk!"

The latter man put on the camera on his back and turned around and left, "Hurry up, Van Diesel's death in a car accident caused by speeding is a big news that can make headlines!"

This sentence clearly fell into Michael Turner's ears. He first looked at the two guys who were leaving, then at the stretcher being carried to the ambulance, and suddenly realized that he had witnessed an amazing car accident.

"Is Van Diesel the driver in the car still dead?"

He opened his mouth in shock. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!