Chapter 821 Ignore
This is the only Ferrari to participate in the competition, but it is not the most expensive and the best. It is a non-new car with a history of three or five years. At least three Lamborghini Gallardo models are relatively new, and an Aston Martin DB9 is also quite expensive. However, the models look a bit old. They should all like to play with cars and are willing to make trouble. They are all relatively classic models.
When passing a brand new Audi R8, Buck finally saw the young face he saw repeatedly while surveillance. The slightly pale but greasy and delicate braided face was full of rebelliousness and disdain. He seemed to be saying something to the female companion next to him. When he noticed the Ferrari driver, he suddenly woke up and locked his eyes tightly on Natasha's face. Thanks to the fact that he had used various methods to block the surveillance in the past few days, the tall figure that almost passed by was also wrapped in loose sports clothes like a man. Now the dust felt like he was brushing away, as dazzling as jade!
Buck even looked back from the rear window of the Ferrari that was slowly passing by and saw the Seventh Master pushing the car door open, not caring about the coquettish complaints of the female companion beside him. He stared at the Ferrari to the end. Natasha carefully turned around and fell into the parking space, ranking on the far left of this long list of various types of vehicles.
Eighteen cars line up, which is indeed a scene worthy of everyone's competition for taking pictures. Three modified Nissan GTR, three Lamborghini, one Ferrari, and four Maserati are all the models of Mou Chenfei's two years ago, two Mercedes-Benz SL45 and SLs, which are the ones with Seagull Wings, which are very cool, plus one Aston Martin and one Audi R8, and three BMW M-series modified sports cars. Although the performance is good, there is still a little difference between the previous supercars in terms of data and there is no comparison? Unless the driver's skill is particularly good and has been greatly modified, but for this kind of highway sprint race without corners, the competition is purely mechanical performance and very few technical components, Buck feels a little strange.
Most car owners and drivers got out of the car and took a photo with sports cars. It can be seen that some international students who may be of a relatively small family background are flattering and flattering, and more are more excited to stand on the front and roof of the car to watch and take photos. Buck and his wife sat in the car with a calm heart. Buck is not a few years older than these young people. Natasha is basically a peer, but she does not have such frivolous and exciting feeling at all. Maybe life really needs to be settled. If you have seen too many storms, you will not feel excited about this breeze and drizzle.
Buck even noticed that the Seventh Master had walked a few steps towards this side, but was stopped by the Yu Lao Er and others and said a few words. Then he heard a voice from the walkie-talkie: "I just received the news that the police car in the police station has already been dispatched. Let's hurry up and get on the highway immediately. The race has only ten seconds of pause and rank time. God bless you, let's leave your will!"
The young people think it is quite cool to be indifferent to the theory of life and death. In the eyes of the two mercenaries in Ferrari, they are just trying to express their worries in order to write new lyrics. The children pretend to incite themselves, so they took the powerful music of many cars turning on, and started with three BMW cars. Eighteen racing cars with numbers posted onto the highway in a storm, and other vehicles immediately followed behind.
There are no toll stations in Canada and there are no isolation zones on both sides on ordinary sections. In Buck's view, it is similar to the slightly better national highway in China. Some two-way four-lane lanes and even the middle of the road, but the quality of the road is indeed relatively good.
The r8 took a lot of effort to choose the position, just on the left side of Ferrari. Buck said to his wife with a little funny smile: "Are we... we considered using beauty tricks?"
Natasha smiled and said thank you.
Then the Seventh Master lowered the car window through the unhappy blonde companion of the co-pilot and showed him a handsome and chic smile: "Hey! Is this Hubbard's car? Are you interested in taking my car and strolling around after the race?" He didn't treat Buck next to him as an existence.
Natasha, who had just taken off her boots and drove barefoot, just raised her left hand and compared her middle finger to the outside!
She is tall and has long fingers, and her middle finger is particularly long, which makes her look very sarcastic and despised. The female companion next to Master Seven couldn't help laughing. Master Seven might not be able to hold back his face, and he just slapped the woman in the face!
Buck looked at the evil young man's behavior with interest. These days, he saw the other person changing his female companion like a lantern. He even liked to go to his own property in the slums to find girls from other ethnic groups to tease him. He was completely a modern version of the evil young man's behavior. Even the few dogs he held sometimes seemed so cooperating, just like watching a fashion show.
Natasha glanced at her husband's evil taste: "Are you accumulating the scores he should go to hell?"
This is a very realistic problem. Even if a killer ends another person's life for no reason, or even another assassination target who threatens his safety with a gun, it requires some courage and psychological endurance. Especially in European and American society with relatively developed humanistic ideas, many people cannot overcome this hurdle of psychological guilt when doing this industry. Therefore, many killers must first understand the situation of the target and use various actual situations to show that this is indeed damn. They are just eliminating harm for the people or practicing for heaven. Otherwise, the heads that exploded in front of them, the eyes of the assassination target before death, and the dying biological instinct will make the killer have nightmares!
At least Buck had to identify a partner for a long time and would not do such things as being stupid and killing a kind father or a loving couple. It was not until later that he became more skillful and uneasy. Maybe it was related to his lack of religious belief.
Now shrugging: "Just tease my wife, that's damn!"
Natasha raised her head and smiled, her chest trembling: "I just said that she didn't mind showing my beauty in the morning. Now I started to be jealous? But is that young man more handsome than you according to the aesthetics of Asians?"
Buck pretended to be angry and said, "So what if you are handsome? The women around you are not as beautiful as mine!"
Natasha laughed completely and spread the steering wheel to give Buck a warm kiss.
The laughing woman is the most beautiful. Even though the seventh young master was so angry that his face turned pale, he still looked at Natasha's flying bangs and Ruhua's smile, so that he didn't pay attention to the countdown from the walkie-phone. Buck snatched Natasha's chest before pushing her back: "Hurry up! Get ready to start!"
Natasha smiled and gasped: "I'm not in a hurry to win, I love you..." Her eyes were circulating, and it seemed that if it weren't for the competition right away, she would probably have to rectify Buck on the spot.
After laughing, the countdown came, more than a dozen sports cars suddenly accelerated on the highway with a speed limit of 120 kilometers!
It doesn’t work if you slow down. If you don’t speed up on these two lanes, you will be hit from behind!
Illegal racing that completely ignores local laws has begun!
Just like Natasha ignores the seventh young master's face...
Chapter completed!