Naginitang's face looked a little ugly, or extremely ugly.

If there is no problem with my memory and the racing race that caused Irving's death is exactly the last round of the professional modification car competition!

He remembered that on the last lap of the race, Irving was overtaken by a lunatic inside. At a speed of 190 kilometers per hour (the original work was 120 miles), he touched the bumper and died on the spot!

If Nagini has any disgusting words, the professional modification car competition will definitely rank in the top five.

Nagini's ugly face frightened the little luoli beside her. She had never seen Nagini Tang's face look so ugly, and her pale face was like a dead person.

This made her very worried and asked subconsciously: "Najini, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly? Don't scare me."

Nagini squeezed a reluctant smile on his face, and he shook his head: "Maybe it was because he was eating ice cream so fast that his stomach hurts a little. I'll just go to the bathroom."

As he said that, Naginitang left in Mia's worried look.

His mind is very confused at this moment. The term "Professional Modification Car Competition" made him feel a bad feeling. Irving would die in a racing car, and according to the normal direction, Irving would not die in this Professional Modification Car Competition.

After Irving's death, Toledo was locked in a detention center for a fight. Although Mia was underage at that time, she also had a certain ability to survive independently.

So it is estimated that Mia should be in the eighth grade or ninth grade at that time (American middle schools are divided into junior middle school education: grades 7-9, and senior middle school education: grades 10-12.)

In other words, this tragedy will only happen three to five years at the earliest.

But for some reason, after receiving this news, Nagini felt a bad feeling inexplicably.

He hurriedly left school, Toledo and Irving went to participate in the professional modification car competition, and he could not contact each other at all. It was 1989, not 2019. There may be one landline in each room, but the phone is definitely a rare thing.

Nagini couldn't contact Irving and Toledo. The only thing he could do was to find Wilson to see if he could contact Irving.

On the road to Los Angeles Airport, the burly and sturdy Wilson drove his freshly bought Ferrari on the asphalt road in Los Angeles.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Judging from his expression, Wilson seemed to be in a good mood?

In fact, Wilson has been in a good mood recently.

He came out of New York and had nothing but a car on his body.

Coming alone to this unfamiliar city, Wilson singlely killed the backbone of the Savage Club and replaced it.

In just a few months, Wilson, who had nothing at the time, now had wealth and status, and in addition, he also allowed his relatives to break free from the disease.

He is very happy and has the capital to be happy.

What he has to do now is to welcome a world-class doctor.

The other party was named Edward. Although he was an underground doctor, he had been a doctor for decades and cured countless cancer patients. This time the other party came to Los Angeles for vacation and helped Madame Samantha with a minor operation.

Of course, Wilson would have to pay a million dollars.

What does one million US dollars mean in 1989?

It may be a bit exaggerating to have hundreds of millions of dollars, but in later generations the purchasing power of this million dollar is by no means inferior to tens of millions of dollars.

This is a number that can make anyone scold a lunatic, but Edward is different. Although he is not famous, his medical skills are very clever, and he is the top medical skills in the world and even surpass this era.

For Wilson, although one million dollars is difficult to accept, Madame Samantha's life is priceless. He believes in his ability and believes that he will earn countless millions, but Madame Samantha has only one.

But when Wilson was about to arrive at the airport, his cell phone suddenly rang.

This was a strange number, which made Wilson frown.

Only a few people know his mobile phone number, and the numbers he knows obviously do not include this number. He hesitated for a moment and finally answered the phone:

"Who are you?"

On the other end of the phone, Nagini from the phone booth breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly said, "Wilson, it's great. You're considered answering the phone. I'm Nagini. Do you know the professional modification car competition?"

The black Ferrari, graceful and tough, was like a gentle beast with a gentle look. Wilson's eyes flashed in his eyes. He heard Nagini's anxious voice and couldn't help but say:

"I'm not very clear, what's wrong? Nagini, please speak slowly."

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the irritability in his heart that was rising due to anxiety, a hint of anxiety flashed in Nagini's eyes: "Toledo and Irving are going to participate in this game today, and I feel that it is not very good."

Wilson in the car frowned, and a puzzle flashed in his eyes: "I remember registration for the competition last month stopped?"

Although he has no interest in racing, he also knows the professional modification car competition.

However, the reason he knew was because his subordinate, Hante, the underground racing god from New York. The other party mentioned it to him some time ago, saying that he was a little regretful and failed to participate in the professional modification car competition.

Wilson chatted casually at that time, but unexpectedly, even after Hanter's chatter and eloquence, a bunch of nouns and professional terms that he didn't understand made Wilson's head big.

So Wilson also has some shallow understanding of this game.

According to the news Wilson received, Irving was preparing for his bet during the registration for the Professional Modification Car Competition, so he, like Hanter, would miss this game.

But after hearing Wilson's doubts, Nagini became more and more irritable: "This is the key to the problem! How did Irving enter the competition that has been stopped? I have a bad feeling, Wilson, I need your help."

Wilson was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head: "Sorry, Nagini. I'm picking up a doctor at the Los Angeles airport, and the other party will cure Mrs. Samantha today."

Nagini was stunned, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

For him, Madame Samantha and Owen weighed the same in his heart. But Wilson was different. Madame Samantha was irreplaceable in his heart.

But after a moment, the disappointment in Nagini's eyes disappeared, and he cheered up again: "It's okay, Wilson, I can understand. But can you help me find the venue of the competition and the organizer's phone number? I have an urgent need."

This time, the strong man in Ferrari was not silent. He readily agreed to Nagini: "Of course, I have a friend who happened to participate in that game, and I believe he will be willing to help you."

After breathing a sigh of relief, a hint of gratitude flashed in Nagini's eyes: "Thank you."

But on the other end of the phone, Wilson shook his head: "Nothing, we are friends, and I'm not helping."

Facing Wilson's remarks, Nagini smiled a little more, and he said sincerely: "But for me, this helps a lot. Wilson, if you have any trouble, you can come to me at any time. Trust me, I won't let my friends down."

Wilson didn't care about Nagini's words.

In his opinion, a six-year-old child, even if he has the ability, would not be of any help to him.

But what I thought was different from what I said, the adult world was so complicated. Wilson nodded and stopped mentioning this:

"Okay, do you have time now? I can ask this friend to contact the Angel Orphanage phone number."

Nagini looked at the clock built on the teaching building not far away, and he estimated the time in his mind: "I have time now. Half an hour, no, twenty-one minutes later, I will appear in the Angel Orphanage."

The 304 bus is not far away, and Nagini has to go to the Angel Orphanage.

As for class?

He can't control that much.
Chapter completed!