The roaring sound of engines echoed at the end of the old neighborhood of Brooklyn, New York, and stretched all the way to the countryside, and the bright neon lights shone on a group of scantily clad and colorful young people. The smooth asphalt road, one after another pulling dazzling sports cars, like lightning, passed one after another, from time to time caused a group of handsome men and beautiful women around to cheer and scream.

Men's fancy costumes, women's extreme leakage, perhaps the difference between culture and civilization, and even some are painted and unarmed, but what ignites their passion is not this group of bold and open girls, but those expensive sports cars and exciting competitions.

The old neighborhood of Brooklyn is a suburban area where few new buildings have been built since the 70s in the United States, and there is a government call to protect the old neighborhood, so it is contrary to the development and sense of technology in the city center, and some are just old eaves. On both sides of the block, there are some old buildings that have long been in disrepair, but there is no lack of excitement and enthusiasm of young people, cheers and excitement. After 10 p.m., it's a haven for young people to have fun and fun.

From the world's top sports cars Bugatti and Koenigsegg, to Pagani and Ferrari, and even Sibel and Lambonici, to the so-called poor sports cars BMW Z4, Mercedes-Benz SLK, and the well-known Bumblebee Camaro.

If there are sports cars, there are beautiful women, and if there are beautiful women, there are men who are as crazy as beasts.

A beautiful woman wearing a white miniskirt with a hot body stood on the main road of the old neighborhood that had long been sealed, waving the order flag in her hand, and a sweet smile hung with a touch of elegance. Sexy beautiful legs, even taller than the height of a sports car, nearly one meter two long legs, white, slender and straight, arouse the most primitive desires of men, and even in the sports car, men can only see the woman's incomparably elegant and sexy long legs through the window.

Angelic face, with black sunglasses, mysterious and elegant, cold and proud, made her the focus of attention of the audience, and the plump bust that was about to come out made women even more envious and stunned the friends. This woman, with a super tall figure of one meter, is definitely the best among the best women. It's those beautiful legs that are enough to amaze everyone.

Bronzed skin, not as fair and lovely as white people, not as oppressive as black people, healthy wheat, yellow-skinned yellow people, long black and bright hair, pouring down like a waterfall. Stepping on fifteen centimeters of hatred, she seems to be the woman closest to God.

The most famous race car girl in all of New York, Monbazaar, is a dreamy name.

"Tonight, I'll make you my tastiest supper. Miss Monbazaar. ”

Cledotte deliberately stepped on the accelerator a few times, and the Lambonici under his feet, like an angry yellow lion cub, was about to erupt away.

"You think too much, Cridot, Miss Monbasa will surely have dinner with me tonight."

The young man above the Ferrari 599, Pyrrhus, said with a smile, with a hint of excitement on his face, and a full beard, which made Membasha frown slightly, she doesn't like such a sloppy man, yellow race, Chinese, she likes that kind of refreshing boy, but unfortunately, Cribot's baby face that has not grown at all is not the type she likes. Of course, tonight's bet was placed by these two men, each contributing half a million dollars, and whoever could win would have a chance to have dinner with Miss Mombasa.

One million US dollars, many people dare not expect it in their lifetime, but as long as they eat a meal, they can get it, which shows the status of Miss Monbazaar in their hearts, a girl with a card can have such a value, compared to those Hollywood stars, it is not much better, right? Because she is so beautiful, let a man take a look, he can't forget it, and he is deeply seared in his heart.

"Ready—Start!"

When the moment the monbasha waved the flag, the two cars rushed out at a thunderous speed like a flood of beasts, and more than 200 people on both sides of the street let out a scream again, sparks rose one after another, straight into the sky, this race was what they had been looking forward to for a long time, one was the son of a rich man in California, and the other was the son of a small leader of the mafia, these two people were all among the best celebrities in the circle, and the women around them had always lingered like goshawks.

Drunk and dreamy. Monbasha showed a confident smile, she could have been better and could have made more money.

When the roaring engine faded into everyone's ears, Monbasa slowly walked to the old open-air bar on the side of the street. Here, there is only this one bar, which is very large, and the people here are either rich or expensive, so they have always spent a lot of money. But no one dared to try to get close to Monbasa, that charming Chinese girl.

Sitting at the counter of the open-air bar, Mombasa looked at the bartender at the bartender and said with a smile:

"Give me a glass of water."

"Do you want to forget your feelings? In the blink of an eye, a million dollars are in storage, and you don't want me to have a big meal? ”

The bartender is a girl, with eyes, but very sincere, and the smile is also beautiful, compared with the Monmbasa, there is no aura at all, they are completely two extremes, the bartender girl with eyes, like an ignorant girl next door, but the Monbazaar, is completely a noble and fashionable aristocratic fan, the two girls are different from the world, but many people know that their relationship is the best, classmates who study abroad together in college, girlfriends who talk about everything.

"It's not like you don't know about me. It's just a drop in the bucket. ”

Mengbasha said with a wry smile, took Di Jingjing's wine, and took a sip gently, elegant and natural, born with an aristocratic style. She herself, she is not from a poor background, but her family is in the middle of the road, Princess Wanjin, who should have grown up in a honey pot, has now been reduced to being a card girl here, although with her angelic figure and face, she can often get more rewards, but not every night, there are people who are willing to spend a lot of money for her, and a princess who can't get it, who would be willing to invest too much? And her status and status, she can only be regarded as an inferior person, in front of those so-called sons, she is just a plaything for entertainment, how many of them really like her? Hehe, I'm afraid there isn't one. She will not be willing to fall, no matter what, every penny of her money is earned by her face and hands. There is no shame, and there is no shame, she is a princess, but she does not have a princess life.

If given a choice, who would want to live in such a place? Eat youth rice? Monbasa doesn't think so, she would rather find a 9-to-5 job after graduation and sit in the office, at least not like now, wearing revealing clothes all day long, becoming the target of everyone's coveting, she will also be afraid.

"You just die to save face and suffer sin."

Di Jingjing pouted and said, with gold-rimmed eyes, she is also very beautiful, but she is not as unrestrained and wild as Mengbasha, which belongs to the clarity and cleanliness of the small jasper. It's very good-looking, and the more you look at it, the better it looks.

"So what can I do? I'd rather grow up in an ordinary and warm family like you, Jingjing. ”

Mombasha muttered, her face a little gloomy. Di Jingjing smiled and didn't say anything.

"Beauty, you're so beautiful."

A young emaciated Chinese man said with a smile, uninvited, sat next to Meng Basha, he was Su Chen.

"I'm beautiful."

Mengbasha said with a smile, if it was someone else, she might have driven the other party away directly, because this person is also a Chinese, a fellow countryman, a compatriot, in another country, can see one or two fellow villagers, and talk to you about some family matters, it is also a very rare and very pleasant thing.

"A confident girl will be more beautiful than before."

Mombasha's eyes picked, this man is very good at talking, there is a one-word difference between girls and women, but there is a world of difference, does she see that she is a girl, or is she deliberately complimenting herself? Su Chen's appearance is not annoying, on the contrary, his deep gaze, as well as his compatriots, make Mengbasha can't help but have a good feeling.

"Your mouth is so sweet, my name is Monbasa. What about you? ”

Mombasha nodded gracefully.

"Su Chen. We all come from a beautiful place, Huaxia. Meeting here can be regarded as a kind of fate. Bring me a glass of ice water, beauty. ”

"Just a glass of ice water? I'm in for a treat. ”

Meng Basha saw that Su Chen was dressed very ordinary, not only did she not refuse people thousands of miles away, but also took the initiative to invite him to drink.

"I like to drink, but I like to drink our old white dry in Beijing, and I don't like to drink foreign wine very much, so it's better to have a glass of ice water to relieve the heat."

Su Chen smiled and took the ice water handed over by Di Jingjing, Di Jingjing tilted her head to look at Su Chen, and asked:

"Are you also an international student?"

Su Chen shook his head.

"No, I actually want to go to university, but unfortunately I don't have the opportunity. You two beauties, you are so defenseless against outsiders, aren't you afraid that I will abduct you? ”

"What are you afraid of, there are so many people, everyone knows me, but who knows you? Fool, haha, you're pretty funny. ”

Mombasha laughed.

"And what do you do?" Di Jingjing is like a curious baby, looking at Su Chen, this man does have a charm that they can't explain, maybe it is that after Su Chen broke through the Tianmai master, the kind of naturalness that returns to the basics makes people feel a lot less defensive about him, and Su Chen himself can be called a handsome guy, with sharp edges and corners, and his face is like a knife, of course, the kind of girl who likes cream Xiaosheng will definitely not look at him differently.

"I, ah, do everything, such as abducting and trafficking women, and those who are abducted and trafficked by me are generally conquered by me."

"Bragging rights, you."

Meng Basha pursed her lips, her delicate little face, with a hint of redness, after all, it was a glass of wine, her face was even more pink, and Su Chen was thrilled to see it, this girl was sincere and reckless.

Compared to this bartender girl, Su Chen was more willing to face her. Because Di Jingjing is very defensive of people, although she looks harmless and quiet, Su Chen can read a lot of things from her eyes, not every girl is willing to open her heart to face some unfamiliar friends. Su Chen didn't look down on her, but felt that this girl's heart was very heavy.

"I'm just here to find someone."

Su Chen smiled and didn't continue to joke with them. Mengbasha also knew that Su Chen restrained his smile, and asked with a sigh:

"Tell me who to find, maybe I can help you."

"Versy. Walker. ”

"Looking for him? What are you looking for him? ”

Monbasha's pretty face changed, this person is a murderer who eats people and does not spit out bones, and he is also the controller of the underground racing car and underground black boxing in this Brooks block, the underground black boxing is too bloody, otherwise, Mengbasha really wants to go to the underground black boxing to do some part-time jobs and make more money.

Wellsey. Walker is the boss of this ten-block radius, and he is also one of the top ten ruthless people in the New York underworld, the backbone of the American mafia, and his murderous reputation has terrified many people.