When it comes to America, we have to mention American automobile culture.

As one of the most economically developed and most powerful countries in the world, although America lacks cultural heritage, many new cultures that other countries do not have.

The most famous of them is automotive culture.

Due to the benefits of the war, after the end of World War I and World War II, the economy of the United States was unprecedentedly developed, and mass production reduced the cost of automobiles to a level that everyone could accept.

Under the erosion of the torrent of the times, the highway area in the United States also reached its peak during that period, thus giving birth to a new cultural automobile culture!

In America, you can have no house or job, but you can't have no car.

Because of the automotive culture, the American racing industry has always maintained its vitality. This is also why there are cars in the world, but Transformers were thought of by Americans.

The professional modification car competition is a product that conforms to the times.

Hant, the God of Underground Racing from New York, is wearing a red hat, holding beer in his hand, and watching the exciting rounds of games with people around him in the scorching sun.

At this moment, he is not the car god who is dominating the streets of New York. He integrates into and enjoys the joy of being an audience, just like everyone around him.

"Dingling!"

The ringtone of the cell phone rang, and a hint of irritability flashed in Hanter's eyes.

Work is work, rest is rest. Hant doesn't like to call him when he is resting. Especially when he is watching the exciting modified car competition.

However, after seeing the phone number, Hant was afraid instantly.

There is no way, Wilson is not only his boss, but also a cruel and ruthless bastard.

If you offend your boss, you will get out of here at most.

How many bodies are buried in Deep Water Harbor in Los Angeles? Are you not sure about it?

"Hi, boss, are you looking for me?"

"Hant, are you in the Pro Modification Car Competition?"

"Yes, boss, don't tell me you're coming too, I remember you're not interested in this thing."

"Do you still remember Owen? It was the one who played against you last time."

"Of course, that guy is at a good level, what's wrong with the boss?"

"Although you don't know what's going on, you seem to want to stop him from continuing the game. Give you a suggestion, he doesn't have time to sign up like you."

"Understand, I will handle this matter well. Damn America, damn secret operations, I will let Owen understand that this is not advisable."

Wilson hung up the phone with satisfaction. Although Hunter was disgusted, his ability was fine.

Hanter's mouth, who hung up, had a hint of happiness. Although Wilson did not say what was going on, he didn't care about these things. He only knew two things:

First, he and Irving missed the registration, but he was turned away, and Irving participated in the competition, which made him very upset.

Second, although Irving is also the boss's person and even helped the boss win. However, this order was also said by the boss in person, so his next behavior will not be taught a lesson by the boss.

This is human nature. People may become friends because of the same thing, or become enemies through the same thing. Without Wilson's phone number, Hanter would not pay attention to this matter, but with Wilson's phone number?

Unfortunately, who made this the boss's order?

Hanter thought gloatingly.

This is also what Wilson is smart. He did not tell Hanter what he next might be saving Irving. Wilson knew very well that evil can inspire people's initiative more than good.

If a person wants to help others, the common thing is action. If a person wants to hurt others, he will think greatly and then cooperate with the action.

These are two completely different attitudes toward good and evil in human beings.

Just like Wilson thought, after hanging up the phone, Hant happily found the organizer of the professional modification car competition.

The director of the organizer was a strong black man. The other party was very strong, as if he could beat him half to death with one punch, but Hant didn't care, and he threw a cigarette at random:

"Man, I want to ask why Irving Toledo can compete?"

The strong black man rolled his eyes, but for Yan's sake, he had no idea of ​​taking action: "You are asking this question stupidly. He is not a criminal, why can't he participate in the competition?"

After a while of smog, Hanter shook his head and denied: "But as far as I know, Irving did not sign up at all."

The black strong man frowned, and a trace of badness flashed in his eyes: "Man, what do you mean?"

Hant ignored the other party's threat, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes: "Man, I need an explanation, why Irving can participate in the competition, but I, Hant, can't."

The black man was stunned. He looked at Hant, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Hant? The one from New York?"

Looking at the other party's surprised eyes, a hint of satisfaction flashed through Hanter's eyes.

It always feels good to be recognized, which greatly satisfy his self-esteem, so Hante admitted readily: "Yes, I am Hante, Hante is me."

But unfortunately, the black man rolled his eyes and looked at himself with contempt: "Man, you are a loser. But Irving is different. Maybe you can treat this as a reward for the winner?"

Hante's face looked a little ugly. He had many failures in his life, but that failure with Irving was one of the most unwilling failures he wanted to accept.

To be honest, from the bottom of my heart, Hunter doesn't think Irving is better than himself.

But there is no way, he can't win that game.

Although he lost a hundred thousand dollars, he gained hope for his future and survival. Although he won a hundred thousand dollars, he would be in a slump the next day.

At that time, Hanter had to make such a choice, which was the most difficult choice in his life.

So at the same moment when the black strong man finished speaking, Hunter's face became gloomy. He looked at the other person with disgust, and a sneer passed by the corner of his mouth:

"Man, I don't care. I only know that since Irving can participate, I will participate too. Otherwise, let him come down and we will get out together. Since you know me, you should know who my boss is now."

The black strong man's face froze. He knew who Hant's current boss was, which made him look a little more confused: "Man, your request is a bit too much."

But Hant ignored it and he sneered: "That's your business,"

He sighed helplessly, and the strong black man shook his head: "How about this, why don't you talk to our boss?"

Hanter was stunned, and his eyes flashed with confusion: "Boss? Boss?"

The strong black man shrugged: "Boss, boss, don't they all mean the same?"

Hanter thought about it and said that although this title was a bit weird, because only gang members would call it the boss, he didn't think much about it. After all, the other party was a black man, and the gang relationships within the black man were very complicated.

At the same time, in the last round of the Professional Modification Car Competition, as a special guest, Irving's appearance made the atmosphere at the scene reach an unprecedented peak.

On the racing track, Owen looked at the little man with a pale face next to him, and a trace of concern flashed in his eyes: "Man, what are your name? Your face seems to be a little bad?"

The little man was a little nervous, and he rubbed his hands crampedly: "Kenny, just call me Kenny, Boss Irving, maybe because I was so excited to see you, you know, this is my first time participating in a competition."

A hint of surprise flashed in Owen's eyes. He patted Kenny on the shoulder and encouraged kindly:

"For the first time? Kenny, you are definitely a genius. You have to know that when I first participated in the modified car competition, I got out of here just until the third round. You are a genius. I look forward to your performance."

Kenny was stunned, then nodded seriously: "Don't worry, Boss Irving, I won't let you down!"
Chapter completed!