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Although the punishment imposed on him by the police was only to pay a fine of 100,000 dirhams and detain him for 12 hours. But for a man who is rich and powerful, it is a shame to be imprisoned.

For a veteran driver of the drag racing party, being successfully chased by a police car means that his golden body is broken.

This feeling is like a young prostitute who lingers among hundreds of men, using her long sleeves to dance and exquisitely in all directions, fascinating all men while maintaining a perfect body.

But suddenly one day, when I went to the thatched house, it was broken by a homeless man.

Habush now feels like this -- it's just a grievance!

But it didn't take long for his deep sense of grievance to dissipate somewhat.

As for the reason......

He saw that the second ancestors and drag racing parties who were familiar with each other in the past were sent in one by one!

"Pearl, Habush, why are you here?"

"Yusif! Your Poison GT is planted too, hell, what the hell is going on!"

"Mahmoud, my brother, no, you're a professional traffic cop player! Why did the car roll over today?!"

"Salim, didn't you say last week that you got a car that can kill all the supercars in Dubai......?

"Ismail, for our dearest brother! It's hard to imagine that we will meet in this place!"

……

This night, one by one, the second ancestors, who are usually invincible, were carried to the prison cell one after another.

It wasn't until just after three o'clock in the morning that the last guy was pushed through the door of the cell. The guy screamed as he twisted his body, completely ignoring the traffic cops.

"Let me out! For the pearl's sake, you can't do this to me! Do you know who my father is? I tell you, you're in big trouble for yourself!"

"Shut up, caliph, stop yelling. ”

Just as the caliph wanted to continue sprinkling, he heard a cold voice behind him, and he turned back.

This look really silenced him.

But his mouth was already closed in astonishment......

He was surprised to find that the drag racing parties he usually knew were squatting in the corner of the prison cell, looking at him with a painful face.

By the dim light, the caliph counted the numbers,

16 people!

You must know that although there are a large number of drag racing parties in Dubai, there are only more than 20 people who are more core and influential.

And half of these twenty or so people are squatting in the corner with handcuffs!

This is undoubtedly a huge blow to Dubai's drag racing business!

"Hell, why did you all come in?"

Hearing the caliph's question, the dozen or so people in the corner were silent.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Ahem...... Caliph, don't ask such childish questions. We've been talking about this all night before you come. ”

"Uh, were you also being chased by that perverted car?"

Seeing everyone nodding, the caliph immediately leaned over, "Brothers, we have to find a way!"

"What's the solution? This car is too evil. At that time, I had a top speed of 390 km/h, which was easily overtaken. ”

"Cut, what are you! When I was at 420 km/h, that damn new police car was still playing a game of overtaking cat and mouse with me! Hell, I can't figure out where they got the car!"

"Hey, I saw that car when I watched the news yesterday. It is said that he broke the world record for top speed, setting a top speed of nearly 500 kilometers per hour. But I didn't care about it at the time, as you know, the top speed of the car is sometimes not a criterion for judging how fast or slow, and it needs to be comprehensively accelerated. Now it seems that it has suffered a big loss. ”

"A top speed of 500 kilometers per hour?

"Muhammad, your words are too much to ask, I really doubt that your parents are inbred and married. If it's fake, can you and I crouch here?"

"Who are you talking about!?

These second ancestors usually disagree with anyone, and if there is a slight dispute at this time, they immediately have the posture of rushing to get started.

Habush rubbed his temples, which had been a little swollen after the hangover and stimulation, and yelled at the sight that the two were about to tear together.

"That's enough! for the pearl's sake! we've got to figure it out!"

Among all the people, the Habush family belongs to the top category in Dubai. So seeing that he was angry at this time, the two who were torn snorted coldly at each other, and retreated to their respective corners.

Seeing that the scene was under control, Habush sighed, "My brothers, tonight's incident is really a rage! All of you who are squatting are all dignified people in Dubai, and now you are confined in this house, don't you feel ashamed?

I said something unpleasant, don't mind. The city government now seems to be very determined to crack down on drag racing, and we should have kept a low profile for a while. But have you ever thought about it, as the first day of the fight against drag racing, the results they have achieved tonight will definitely be announced to the public. Tomorrow morning, your names or photos or even our appearance in shackles, if they are put on the news, how can we still be in Dubai in the future?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present fell silent.

Before, relying on their family background, these people didn't take the Traffic Police Department seriously at all.

In their opinion, even if they are caught, it is nothing more than a matter that can be solved with a few phone calls.

But this time it was different, through their lawyers, through their connections, they all got an answer that made them feel angry and frightened - this time they were arrested, and they were subject to at least 12 hours of detention.

They didn't dare to tell their families about this ugly thing, so they had to squat here.

It is no exaggeration to say that such an experience is really a stain on their lives.

So at this time, when they heard Habush say this, after a while of silence, everyone began to ask questions.

"Habush, my brother, what shall we do?"

"Yes, Habush, the pearl has blessed you with supreme wisdom and wealth, please think of a way!"

"Bush is right! This matter must not be left at that. Otherwise, where will we put our faces in the future?"

Habush looked at everyone's inquiries, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

"Brothers, there is a good saying - if you are kicked by a donkey, you can't lie on the ground. Quickly get up, pick up the whip and whip the beast hard. It's not terrible for us to plant this time, but if we swallow our anger and admit humiliation, we will let others laugh at us for the rest of our lives!"

"That's right!"

"Agreed!"

Listening to the echo around him, Habush smiled slightly: "Brothers, our loss this time is due to the performance of the car. You see, since the government can buy sports cars that outperform us, we can use the same method to get the yard back! Hehe, guys, aren't we as rich as a traffic police department?"

Look at me, people, and I'll look at you.

It didn't take long for me to understand what he meant!