"Get in the car!"

"Where are we going?"

"Rio's largest underground velodrome!"

"What are you doing there?"

"We still need two high-powered cars, O'Connor and they're going to race the car, I'll have to go over after I pick you up and drive the car back to the tuning!"

Although he didn't know anything about racing cars, Aaron still judged from the sound of the engine that the two cars that O'Connor got were definitely high-horsepower.

"You're still really rich!" Seeing dozens of luxury cars parked on the side of the road, Aaron smacked his tongue.

"Rich? No, you're mistaken, many of these cars are not bought by themselves, they are remodeled stolen cars! O'Connor handed Aaron a bottle of soda and explained.

"When I was still working at the FBI, I saw a lot of stolen luxury cars, which were then remodeled by various second-class dealers with good memories, and then sold!"

"Do you like cars?" Dom suddenly slipped through the crowd and asked.

"Cars? I prefer infantry vehicles and tanks, especially when they fire, and that shock makes me excited! ”

"Then you've lost one of life's great pleasures!"

Just when the crowd was still excited about the previous race, a gurkha LaPV armored vehicle with penis painted on it drove up very arrogantly.

"Looking for you?"

"It should be!"

"Dominic Toretto!" The menacing Luke Hobbs walked in with his hands and his men slamming into the crowd.

"What are you doing?" Dominic asked with a smile as he sat on the hood.

"I'll get you!" Hobbes pulls out the handcuffs. Then the agents behind him raised their weapons.

"You think this is in the United States, where you can show off your might? Wrong, baby, this is Brazil! It's Rio! Dom jumped off the hood and looked Hobbes in the eye, and every man in the crowd pulled out his weapon.

"Head!" Seeing that there were ten times more qiāng than his own, Hobbes's men said to Hobbes: "They can't run, let's change the day, it's not good to have a conflict with the local gang for them!" ”

"Let's go!" Glaring at Toretto, Hobbes just wanted to leave, and walked up to Aaron again.

"You drew it!"

"It's not!" Aaron shook his head.

"I know it's you, and I won't forget you when I arrest them!"

"Roar, I'm scared, Ministry of Foreign Affairs and Security? What a garbage department! Remember, Mike Banning, senior Secret Service agent, you crooked melons and cracked dates, pretending to be a coercion on me? I really thought I was awesome! I wanted to give a domineering name like Patton and MacArthur, but Aaron suddenly remembered the hapless Secret Service agent in London and reported his name.

Sure enough, Hobbes's forehead was bruised, and his teeth were clenched.

"Secret Service, Mike Banning, I remember!"

"Just remember, Agent Hobbes, I have one more question for you!" Aaron untied his hand and threw it to O'Connor.

"Don't mind if we talk privately?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll break your neck?"

"There are more people who want to break my neck, but every time they are pulled off their heads by me and lift their skulls!"

"If it weren't for you scribbling in my car, I think we'd have a lot in common! Come and talk in my car, you are on alert! ”

"Say, what do you want to talk about?"

"The car is good, it seems that your budget is quite sufficient!"

"Aren't you going to talk about this in my car?"

"I want to ask, are you here to arrest the fugitive or to track down the real murderer?"

"Both!"

"The bullet that killed the three agents is special, it's a 10mm caliber custom bullet, right?"

"How do you know?"

"I have my channel!" Aaron thought to himself, although he was already tired and asleep, and he was put in eighteen positions by himself.

"Go on!"

"Reyes' henchman, the guy named Juan, has a custom 10mm semi-automatic hand qiāng!"

"Why do you say that?"

"Because I'm upset with Reyes, I really want to raise his mother's ashes!" At first, Aaron's attitude towards Reyes was just an NPC with experience, but this NPC jumped out and wanted to tie up Aaron's channel, which made Aaron very unhappy, although they didn't tie it, and the channel wouldn't throw it into his arms, but Aaron still wrote down this hatred!

"Thank you for the information, but I will still arrest the people who should be arrested!"

"Of course, please, by the way, I think your car will be more handsome with black paint! I want that kind of glossy black! ”

"I'll think about your suggestion!"

Watching Hobbs leave, O'Connor stepped forward to return Qiāng to Aaron and asked, "What did you talk to him about?" ”

"Woe to the East!" Aaron smiled, then jumped into the car.

"Guys, I'm going to introduce you! This is to help our friends! ”

"Hello everyone, I'm a friend of justice!" Aaron took off his sunglasses and waved his hand at everyone, but looking at everyone looking at each other, Aaron could only say that this stalk was still playing by himself.

"It's a chip!" Mia took a small square from her pocket and handed it to Aaron.

"Well, so, are there any difficulties with your plan right now?" Toretto kept their promises, and Aaron didn't mind helping them.

"Reyes hid all the money in the police department's vault, which is in the evidence room, but we don't know the specifics!" Hacker Terga waved his hand.

"I'll leave this to me, is there anything else? For example, qiāng, zhà yào or something! ”

"We've got somebody in charge of that!" Torreto pointed to the tall beauty beside him.

"Okay, I'll take a picture tomorrow morning and send it to you when the time comes!"

After Aaron left, Giselle asked Dom, "Who is that guy, and in him, I smell my peers!" "Giselle was born in Israel's Mossad, but later chose to quit and took up work like a second-hand dealer.

"You mean he's an agent too?"

"yes, where he stood when he came in, if he was going to fire, he could shoot every single one of us!"

"Also, his left hand has been in his pocket, which means that there must be something in his left hand, it may be a flashbang, it may be a smoke bomb, it is possible!"

"Are you agents all monsters?"

"It's different, some agents in charge of logistics are weaker than Roman, but those agents who go out in the field, they are all very powerful!" Giselle remembered an old-timer she had seen in the Mossad, who had put up hundreds of thousands of bounties in Hamas, and when that old-timer's eyes narrowed, she could feel the coldness in her back.

"He's our friend now, isn't he?" In Dom's opinion, no matter how troublesome the enemy, as long as the members of his family are united, there is no enemy that cannot be defeated.