Andy, the core member of the Wildman Club and the real controller of the Wildman Club's channel in Los Angeles. The one before was just a minion, and the real big shots disdained to use this method to make money.

The one standing behind Andy was a villain from New York. His name was Wilson, his tall body and strong body. Even with a smile, he still gave people a sense of viciousness.

He was the culprit of this chaos. The conflict between the two had intensified to an irreducible level. Everyone in the Los Angeles Pier was in danger before, which made the city's power dissatisfied, so this contest occurred.

The loser gets out, the winner gets everything the loser has.

In the dark night, colorful neon lights, as if the bass speakers were about to shatter the eardrums, the air was filled with a depravity, and in the dark corners, there were carnivals between men and women, and the joy of addicts.

Andy looked at everything in front of him, and he was out of place with the surroundings. His greedy eyes seemed to be looking at a group of goods. He turned his head to look at the big guy next to him who was more than one head taller than him. Andy's mouth was filled with cold eyes like a wolf:

"Wilson, it's still time to regret it. I'm optimistic about you and even willing to let you take over Barnett's position."

Wilson stood straight, his tall body and cold eyes could always ignite the desire in women's hearts, but his eyes were so cold that no one dared to get close.

Everyone likes the strong because they feel safe, but the aura that Wilson emits is so strong that no one wants to get close to him. Even the drug lord, like Andy, who has blood on his hands, still keeps a certain distance from Wilson. He turns his head and looks at Andy, just like a lion looking down at the hyena:

“This is a good choice, but I prefer your location.”

Andy didn't like Wilson's eyes, which made him very upset and made him uncharacteristically tough and fierce: "Do you know what will be waiting for you if you fail? Don't think that the people in Hell's Kitchen will plead for you!"

But Wilson shook his head and sneered:

"I never believe in favor, I only believe in what I have already obtained."

Andy frowned. He didn't like the other party's attitude. But there was no way. This was not his territory. Things were already big. He had to solve this problem. So he could only say harsh words: "You will regret it. As long as you lose, I will immediately break your limbs, pick out your eyes, and throw you into the deep water port in Los Angeles to feed the fish!"

Wilson ignored the other party's harsh words and looked at Andy with pity: "But if I win, you will get out, and I will replace you and even surpass you."

Taking a deep breath, Andy's eyes flashed with annoyance: "You are very ambitious, but don't forget that ambition will swallow you and even harm you."

But Wilson was calm, his eyes were confident:

"The competition has begun. No matter what the result is, our agreement cannot be changed. Should I die or you get out, leave it to God to arrange it, but Andy, I prefer the second one."

The conversation between the two ended because the game began.

Everything is a foregone conclusion. Rules are rules. If you cannot make rules, you can only follow the rules.

But the two of them didn't know that on the ancient red pine next to the lifting bridge, a five-meter-long poisonous python was looking at the two people with cold eyes.

Naginyton believed in Wilson. After all, this is the famous Jin Bing, but he believed that fate was changing more. He agreed with the saying that the nobler one is, the more vicious one is.

He hopes that as Wilson said, this matter will be resolved successfully.

Madame Samantha was treated, and Irving would be safe, and got a restaurant. He liked this perfect finale, but fate was always in trouble for him.

He doesn't want an accident, even if he believes in Wilson, he will still be the last strong insurance in this car.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the Battle of Kings reached the atmosphere on the scene.

Nine minutes later, the lifting bridge rose, with turbulent sea water below, and steel plates in front, and a harsh motor sound in the distance. The engine ran at high speed, which made everyone's body reach the adrenaline.

Ten minutes later, a black Hellcat flew over the lift bridge.

Irving in the car subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, which was a confident and victorious smile.

He knew he had won. In the last part of the car, the distance between the straight acceleration and the lifting bridge, from the moment he surpassed the other party, he knew that the other party had given up.

Of course, he also understood that this was because the other party did not understand the track, but so what?

Victor Owen!

Everyone was in a carnival. When they reached middle age, Owen, who was gradually getting greasy, enjoyed the feeling of holding everyone's hearts in the moon again, but Nagini Tang on the red pine was tense at this moment.

He saw the gloomy face of the man who was talking to Wilson and smelled the anger emitted from the other person.

Similarly, although he saw Wilson's seemingly calm expression, his nervous smell was soaring wildly.

Unlike the people who were trapped in a carnival, Nagini Tang knew that the next conversation was the real dangerous conversation.

Andy looked at Wilson, his eyes were bloodshot, and his low voice was like a ghost in hell, full of resentment: "You have bribed Hunter!"

Wilson smiled, his face full of sarcasm: "Andy, I don't understand what you are talking about."

But Andy shook his head. He was a little paranoid, but he said with great confidence: "He couldn't stop. He ran this track dozens of times, and Hanter couldn't stop before the finish line. Damn Bichi, what did you do and why did he help you!"

Andy was very angry at the moment. It was not that he could not bear the failure, but he could not bear the failure.

Watt is a racer he found from New York. The moment the other party comes to Los Angeles, it means that the other party is his person.

Everyone knows what level of Watt is, and everyone understands that with the other party's experience and level, it is impossible to stop at the finish line for money.

what does that mean?

Watt was bribed by Wilson, which means that everyone in Los Angeles will know tomorrow that Andy is not as good as Wilson. This is a signal, a signal that is likely to make him doomed.

It’s not that Andy didn’t allow Watt to fail, but he couldn’t accept the other party’s failure.

But he didn't understand why Watt betrayed him?

You should know that even if he loses everything, he is still a criminal covered in blood and can still easily kill the other party. He is very puzzled what kind of bargaining chips Wilson gave.

Wilson had a smile on his face, not counting as a small fight before, this should be his first action.

At first he was nervous, but as the plan was completed step by step, when he finally came to the apple tree and picked the apple, he suddenly felt that everything was so simple and calm:

"It's very simple. I promised him to hand over the Los Angeles business a year later. I know you used $100,000, but obviously your chips are not big enough."

Andy was stunned. He seemed to understand something, like a wounded hunting dog, leaving a resentful barking: "You are breaking the rules, you will regret it!"

But Wilson shook his head, his expression calmly:

"Maybe, but I'm the winner."

Then there was a carnival, a carnival in Los Angeles. Wilson and Irving looked at each other, and they smiled. Irving wanted to enjoy the joy of the winner, and Wilson also wanted to pick his own fruit of victory.

But no one knew that on the ancient red pine not far away, a five-meter-long poisonous snake left with a smile.

It's strange that snakes shouldn't have the expression of smiling, but for some reason, this black poisonous python gives people the feeling of smiling, and it seems to be very happy?

That night, Owen, who came home with the fruit of victory, was surprised to find that his son was waiting for him. He was a little confused and asked curiously: "Tolledo? Is there something wrong?"

"Dad, I'll be there tonight."

"so?"

"I want to learn to drive with you."

"There will be a professional modification car competition next month. Are you interested in modifying it with me?"

“Hasn’t the registration stopped?”

"I have my solution, I'll ask if you're interested?"
Chapter completed!