Chapter 7: Speed Race

Lan Ze feels that he is very comfortable now, it should be said that he is very comfortable.

Every day, I have nothing to do to go to the repair shop twice, tidy up the machinery, play with the computer, and the morning passes, and I go to Mina's to eat a Big Mac burger at noon, teasing Brian and Mina, looking at Nick and Letty with lewd eyes, and then messing around in the repair shop for an afternoon, and driving a Ford Mustang in his own sky-blue bag at night, taking Jesse out to fool around.

The little life was very comfortable, until one day, after eating at noon, Nick found Lan Ze alone.

"How's it going? Rich? ”

"Boss, do you have a conscience and are ready to pay me a salary?" Lan Ze smiled and looked at himself with just one sentence, and Nick's face instantly turned black and he smiled even more happily.

Although he knew that his way of speaking would make Nick angry, Lan Ze couldn't help but want to see Nick's dark expression, it was so funny, and the helpless expression of Nick, the gangster boss who had always been serious, calm and domineering, made Lan Ze very comfortable.

"Damn, believe it or not, I won't pay you a penny of wages for the rest of my life" Nick looked at Lan Ze angrily, and Lan Ze waved his hand indifferently.

"It's okay, I'll put it on your account."

"Forget it, it's completely in vain to be angry with people like you, there is a sum of money tonight, are you going?" Nick asked.

"You want to use me? It seems to be tricky, okay, you say, when, where"

"Well, it's tricky, I want to thank you, if you hadn't told me that those truck drivers had been on guard recently, they would have suffered a big loss sooner or later, damn it!" Nick frowned, clearly feeling a headache for the already guarded truck drivers.

"It's okay, don't worry, I'm here." Lan Ze waved his hand indifferently.

That night, under the leadership of Nick and with the help of Lan Ze's god, Vincent successfully climbed into the big truck, and then kicked the truck driver away, and a whole truck, full of high-end electronics worth millions of dollars, was driven to a remote warehouse.

So the next day, Chen, the Asian gang leader who looked very powerful, knew at a glance that he was not a good person, was arrested, and at the same time, Lan Ze also knew that in a few days, Chen, the Asian gang boss, would be released on bail. And Nick's life in Los Angeles is probably coming to an end, especially when Nick is seen leaving with a map of the Speed Race and Brian.

Lan Ze glanced at Jesse, put down what he was doing, and began to think about a question, and finally came to a conclusion. Money is gone, you can make money, people are gone, there is nothing.

Who was the first person to die in Fast & Furious? It's not the annoying Vincent, it's not the arrogant gangster Chen, it's Jesse, this genius Jesse, Lan Ze is thinking, if this little genius dies, Lan Ze asked his heart, and found that if Jesse died, he would probably be a little uncomfortable, so Lan Ze made a decision.

On a sunny morning, Nick takes Brian and a group of others to the legendary Speed Race.

Driving slowly into the field, the roar of the Ford Mustang Rimula's engine caused a burst of exclamations, the sky blue lacquered convertible Ford Mustang, with Lan Ze's strong muscles, domineering sunglasses, and a demon tattoo looming on his chest, gave full play to the wild domineering spirit that belonged to the American Crazy Speed Party.

"Boom boom" The Ford Mustang let out a beastly roar, causing a scream around him, this wild big guy can arouse the most instinctive impulses of human beings, just the roaring motor sound is enough to make the blood of the big man and the little daughter-in-law surge.

"Nick" Lan Ze roared, the roar of the engine made Lan Ze excited, and the most impulsive thing for Lan Ze was surrounded by countless hot beauties, Lan Ze felt like he was about to explode. Nick glanced at Lan Ze, who was full of excitement, shook his head helplessly, and threw Lan Ze a roll of American knives

"Damn, here you go, a total of two thousand, this is your salary for the second half of the year." To be honest, any boss would have a headache if he had an employee like Lan Ze, if Lan Ze was an ordinary employee, according to Nick's temper, he would have been driven away a long time ago, but Lan Ze is top in both repair technology and driving skills, in other words, if Lan Ze is willing, any top racing club in the world will hire Lan Ze with a high salary, but again, Lan Ze's ability to cause trouble is as powerful as his own skills.

Nick hasn't forgotten that in the days when Lan Ze and Vincent were fighting in the dark, can you think that Lan Ze was willing to bet on hundreds of thousands of Ford Mustang just to bet the last five dollars in Vincent's pocket, and can you think that just when you and your female companion were talking together and were ready to enter into an in-depth understanding, you would either set off firecrackers or bombard engines in front of your house? The most disgusting thing is that as long as Vincent looks at the girl in the right eye, he will appear in the repair shop as Lan Ze's girlfriend the next day, and the green hat is clapped into Vincent's face, and Nick still can't forget Vincent's green and blackened expression at that time.

As for why you say Nick doesn't stop Lan Ze? Heheda, as a wise gang boss, the first element is to see who can move, who can't, and who is better not to move. Lan Ze is the kind of guy who best doesn't move.

You can't imagine how accurate Lan Ze's bastard grasps the psychological bottom line, every time he tricks Vincent, he can make Vincent furious, and every time Vincent is tricked, he will shout to kill Lan Ze, but Lan Ze only needs to talk to Vincent for five to ten minutes, and Vincent will bow his head helplessly.

So Nick's emotions towards Lan Ze are a little complicated, like it is certain, such an excellent talent, and there is no harm to himself, there is no obsession with power and money, this kind of friend or little brother is very rare, but Nick also has a deep fear of Lan Ze, Nick still can't understand why Lan Ze didn't go to the police station to report himself, and he didn't threaten himself with this matter, and Nick also couldn't understand that he obviously had such a big handle in Lan Ze's hands, but he didn't kill Lan Ze, Instead, they interact with each other in a friend-to-best manner, which is why Nick is deeply jealous of Lan Ze.

Holding the banknote, Lan Ze intoxicated his face and took a breath of the smell of the knife mixed with ink and sweat, although it was a little pungent, but the smell of money fascinated Lan Ze.

"Kang is busy with the north nose, Franklin is beckoning to you, 2000 US dollars, who dares to gamble with me?" snatched the host's microphone, and Lan Ze shouted and challenged.

"Haha, arrogant boy, are you here to send me money? Caucasian people come to your black daddy. "Blacks and whites are not a family that loves each other, at least in '01, some blacks are still full of disgust with whites, and whites are also full of discrimination against blacks.

Charr is one such black man, and although Charl is a mixed-race, he is naturally dark-skinned; amp; amp; amp; Black Char has been discriminated against since he was a child, but Char is not a willing ordinary and lonely person, after years of struggle, Char has a good worth, and many of the white people he knows are not as good as himself, which makes Char have a deformed sense of pleasure.

But today, the appearance of a white boy made Charr feel uncomfortable, and his tall figure, provocative eyes, and arrogant and playful tone made Charr very unhappy.

"Haha, this black uncle, you want to compare with me? If you need to compete," Lan Ze shook the banknote in his hand.

"Two thousand dollars, do you see? If you don't have this idea, then fuck me off" Lan Ze's shouting attitude made Char recall some bad memories, looked at Lan Ze in annoyance, and took out a roll of American knives from his pocket.

"Damn white boy, you're going to regret it, I'm going to let you lose the damn; amp; amp; amp; None of the pants! ”

Lan Ze's first official racing race began in the speed race, a race with two thousand US dollars, and the moment the referee waved the flag, two steel beasts roared and flew out.

The roar of the engine rings in his ears, the dry air is filled with the smell of engine oil, Char feels as if he is back in the age of eighteen, driving his own modified sports car, the objects in his sight are flying in front of his eyes, Char feels rejuvenated again, halfway through the drive, following the eye of the eye, Char sees the white boy on the side is trying to catch up with him. Char smiled disdainfully, and instantly pressed the nitrogen acceleration, and the instant acceleration made Charl, his vision blurred, and the contrast of speed did not make Char feel uncomfortable, but instead stimulated adrenaline and made Char even more excited!

Then, Char lost, just half a front. Char couldn't accept his defeat, because at the last minute, he was still ahead of the sky blue sports car driven by the white boy, but when he reached the finish line, the white boy on the opposite side actually passed him by half a front.

"Hey, uncle, it's so dangerous, I'm half a car away, it seems that God is on my side." Lan Ze snatched the banknote from Char's hand and made an intoxicated expression very cheaply.

"Damn it!" Looking at Lan Ze's happy smile, Char was very unhappy, not because of the loss of 2000 US dollars, but because of Lan Ze's victory, which made Char very unhappy.

"Boy, do you dare to gamble with me?" Char took out another roll of American knives and shook them in Lan Ze's hand.

"I'm sorry, uncle, you're still looking for someone else to put it" Lan Ze glanced at Char, I don't know if it was intentional or deliberate, anyway, in Char's eyes, Lan Ze's tone and attitude at this time seemed to be lacking.

"Boy, are you scared? Or don't you dare bet with me! You are raised by this blue pond! Char's words were full of provocation, but he didn't notice a hint of joy flashing in Lan Ze's eyes.

"I'm sorry, uncle, did you see that?" Lan Ze held two rolls of American knives in his hand, "I have four thousand now, you better forget it"

"Haha," Char smiled and looked at Lan Ze, "Four thousand? Do you think I have no money? Char pulled out four thousand dollars, and once again experienced the joy of failure.