Harris couldn't figure out what medicine Zhang Zhen was selling in the gourd, but now he could only obey and returned to San Francisco with a stomach full of doubts.

He can't understand Zhang Zhen at all now, to say that Zhang Zhen is a big liar who wants to blackmail him, but he bothered to investigate Huaxia's matter very comprehensively, Zhang Zhen's miracle company is well received, and recently Miracle International's scientific research products have brought down a large group in Huacheng, and this matter is big news in the international business circle, so Zhang Zhen has the strength He believes.

Harris looked at the combustion aid in his hand, and really couldn't figure it out, such a small and ordinary thing is worth spending so much money to buy such a large plot of land to invest in production?

I handed over what I had in my hand to my subordinates to study, and the result was that it was only a part of the car that could be used in the car, and I couldn't see any hidden high-tech.

It's still easy to pull up underground racers, and although San Francisco has complex forces, he Harris is also one of the best characters, just say hello to the gangs that play underground racing.

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, Zhang Zhen came by helicopter and landed on the roof of the most luxurious hotel in the city, and Harris personally went up to greet him into the room, and the entire top floor is now under his umbrella to serve Zhang Zhen.

"How's the preparation?" Zhang Zhen entered the palace-like guest room, sat down on the sofa, and asked.

Harris said suspiciously: "Ready, it starts at twelve, if you want to place a bet the driver introduction starts right away, just look at the screen." ”

Zhang Zhen saw that Harris was sullen and smiled faintly, this old man was very preoccupied, he looked at the TV on the side and found that there were six video grids, each grid is a different picture of the racing preparation venue, all kinds of modified sports cars are full of pictures, and a group of men and women dressed in exaggerated clothes are even more excited and crazy to play like participating in a party.

A scantily clad blonde woman with a microphone and a camera interviews the drivers preparing for the race, and there are subtitles to show the drivers' historical summary of the results in real time, which is not too normal to be the official race.

"Friends, the next thing I'm going to interview is Adam, known as the god of death, who is the legendary driver who has won the most championships in the last six months."

The hostess walks to a racing car painted in black and red with exaggerated tones, and in the messy light, a man and a woman in the car seem to be doing very discordant things, and the camera deliberately pushes the window with the lights, and a big fart is prominently displayed in the frame.

Jessica looked at it and smiled, Zheng Fu began to think that she was dazzled, when the host knocked on the car, a fragrant and exaggerated picture after the window opened made her scream, and she hurriedly covered her face with her hands.

A wavy blonde man half-turned around and pointed his middle finger at the camera without care: "Lao Tzu is death, tonight is either you die or I die!" ”

"Oh, the Death God is still as confident and arrogant as ever, but his results are really amazing, and I believe that most players will definitely bet the most on the Death God ......"

Harris said weakly: "Mr. Nameless, if you just want to have fun, this guy is indeed a good choice for betting, and he hasn't lost recently." ”

Zhang Zhen smiled indifferently and continued to look at the introductions of other drivers, this underground world is really crazy enough, and human nature is unscrupulously exposed.

At this moment, Harris's assistant was a little nervous and said, "Mr. Harris, Ni...... Mr. Nick asks to be on the call. ”

Harris looked furious when he heard the name, "What is this bastard trying to do again, take it." ”

The assistant turned a notebook around, and when he answered, Nick, who was wearing a white cowboy hat, smoked a cigar and hugged a black girl and a Russian girl, and smiled: "Oh dear Harris, I heard that you have prepared a game tonight." ”

"What do you want to do?" Harris spoke in an unkind tone.

Nick spread his hands and said, "Of course it's fun, but it's too boring to just bet, so I want to have more fun with you." ”

"I'm not interested." Harris knew that it would be good for Nick to come to the door, and he suffered a lot in Nick's hands.

"Yo, Harris is scared." Nick smiled back at the people around him, and then the people around him erupted in a burst of laughter.

Harris was a little embarrassed in the face of such ridicule, although his name was Old Fox, but Nick was a jackal, and he was not prepared to come to him.

Zhang Zhen felt that things were getting more and more interesting, and nodded at Harris, giving Harris a support.

Seeing Zhang Zhen's support, Harris immediately said: "When have I ever been afraid, how do you want to play, I will accompany Harris!" ”

"Okay, that's interesting." Nick clapped his hands and said, "Ten million dollars, all the participating drivers are of any choice." ”

"Good!" Harris is out of the way, with Zhang Zhen's support, and the two of them will share millions of dollars equally, so why don't he dare to play.

However, he was still very worried, and he lost 10 million US dollars, so he hurriedly called his subordinates to analyze the driver's situation.

Zhang Zhen looked at a group of people talking about each driver's record and recent performance, as well as the situation of the car, and smiled: "Isn't the death car god your choice?" ”

Harris sighed: "The bottom of this rule is 10 million, but Nick will definitely choose the God of Death, if I choose again, I will add 1 million, Nick will definitely continue to add back, and even reach the cap of 30 million US dollars, so I can only throw a coin to guess the ownership, and if I don't guess, I will only return 5 million US dollars, so it is very unwise to grab a car with Nick." ”

"Oh, then you don't choose the death car god and choose something else to have a chance to win?" Zhang Zhen didn't expect the gamble of this underground racing car to be so big.

Harris frowned and said helplessly: "There is only a ten percent chance of winning, but there is no way." ”

Zhang Zhen smiled indifferently and said: "Then I'll play and play a bet, which is the worst of this?" ”

Hearing that Zhang Zhen was going to play Harris, he was stunned, this is to come alone, being rich is capricious, thinking that Zhang Zhen wants to pick people, so he asked his subordinates to introduce him.

A blonde woman turned her notebook to Zhang Zhen and said, "Sir, the worst recent record is a driver named Shui Han from the East, who has participated in fifteen races in fifty days, and his best ranking is only second. In addition to the Death Rider, the best recent performance and a good hope for the championship is the Headless Horseman......"

Zhang Zhen first felt familiar when he heard Shui Han, waved his hand to let the blonde stop the introduction, stopped at Shui Han's car and looked at it carefully, and it was really familiar, isn't this the professional driver who came to Jinhua Mountain to race with him at that time, I didn't expect to come here to race underground, the car was a very scummy Ferrari, and the record was even more miserable, almost no one would bet on him.

"That's it." Since you happened to meet it, then help this guy raise his eyebrows once, he may be an enemy in the country, but on the outside, the Yanhuang bloodline is still his own people, and he is unanimous with the outside world.

Harris was shocked when he heard this, and his eyes glared at Lao Dao: "I know that he is from China, and it is understandable that Mr. misses his hometown to support him, but this is 10 million US dollars!" ”

Zhang Zhen leisurely lit his cigarette and said: "Don't worry about me, choose yours, if you want to rob the death car god, you can also do it, don't you have the two accessories I gave you, one for me to choose, the other for you to choose the driver, let them be installed in any pipe of the engine oil intake." ”

"Huh?!" When Harris heard this, he hurriedly asked someone to bring over the two inconspicuous accessories, and exclaimed, "Is this thing some kind of black technology?" ”

"You'll know then, time is running out, place a bet and have something delivered." Zhang Zhen took the wine glass handed over by Jessica and said leisurely.

(End of chapter)