After some investigation by Jaber, there was no information about Braga, and even that Campos was just a name.

Instead, in the FBI files, it was found that Braga was the focus of their attention.

This Mexican drug lord has transported much more flour into the country than the legendary lone thief Pablo, and three undercover agents have died at his hands, belonging to the evil guys.

The two unanimously confirmed that the FBI they encountered was definitely headed for Braga.

The next day, Ethan familiarized himself with the snatched Dodge Viper.

The vehicle is powered by a V10 engine with a nitrogen acceleration system.

It is estimated that the driver last night, all his net worth was used to modify and tune this oil-swallowing beast, as the saying goes, the American V8, environmental protection to you~, so what is this V10, I don't know.

Anyway, it's just one word, cool.

When accelerating to the limit, the scene on the side of the road is pulled out with afterimages.

With this car in hand, I have a little more confidence in what happened tonight.

As long as you don't run into any monsters, it's definitely no problem to get an admission ticket.

Neither of them went out to toss and turn, but recuperated in their newly rented apartment, quietly waiting for the arrival of the drivers' trials in the evening.

“OK。”

In the headset, Jabber's voice came: "I have confirmed, there are no gunmen in ambush at the scene, everything is normal." ”

"Of course, quite a few of them must have carried guns."

"Be careful, I'm staring at you."

"Roger."

Ethan looked diagonally across the street at the tall building, where there was a flash of light.

"I'll say something."

Jia Bo was lying in a corner, setting up an AR-15 with a sight in his hand, and looked at the Dodge Viper slowly driving in the camera: "My marksmanship is not good, I accidentally hit Ling's ass, please forgive me." ”

"These guys are really smart, and this place is all over the place."

"It's also blocked with a golf net, which also affects the sniper's line of sight, and with so many people, it looks very hidden."

"I can only say that you are careful."

"Understood."

Ethan grabbed the steering wheel and raised his middle finger in Jaber's direction.

For his own safety, when he went to test the car, he took an AR15 out of the space and handed it to Jabber, so that the other party could arrive at the place in advance and find a high position as backup support.

After all, no one knows if that Parker from yesterday would suddenly turn back.

There was a gun staring around him, and his heart was much calmer.

Racing Point, is a golf driving range.

But there was no grass here, just a huge, mid-air golf net, and the tournament organiser, Campos, had covered the entire field for tonight's game.

Compared to the scene in front of me, last night was simply a second of slag.

Below the golf driving range, the roar is accompanied by the rapid rap music, which makes people feel like their blood is rushing.

Small hot pants, beautiful women in short tank tops, you can see them everywhere.

The high quality makes Ethan brilliant and the whole person becomes energetic.

Retracting his gaze from the two little cocked buttocks that were wriggling, he continued to stir the throttle and slowly drove inside, and the Dodge Viper he drove also attracted a lot of attention.

However, those eyes quickly turned away.

The reason for this, Ethan knows very well, this is worthy of the best racing event in Los Angeles.

Vehicles of his caliber are not uncommon here.

Driving along the restless crowd, there are dozens of modified underground race cars everywhere.

There are also many ordinary vehicles and motorcycles.

These should all be here to join in the fun, and under the restless golf course, there are two or three hundred people gathered together, and these people are basically drag racing enthusiasts.

"So many modified cars."

Ethan tapped the steering wheel and glanced around: "Shouldn't it be all participating in the competition, what are these people for, the name of a winner?" ”

"I don't know."

Jabber chatted with him for a while: "You know, I'm not interested in these things. ”

"Fame, money, there is always one thing."

"Shet."

His voice suddenly became a little higher: "You don't have to worry about security, that Parker yesterday will definitely not tell Campos about the situation." ”

"Why?"

Ethan slowed down a few minutes.

"You've got a companion." Jaber stared at the scope, and his voice was a little playful: "I saw that FBI in the cemetery yesterday, just about ten meters in front of you, that kid, a little handsome." ”

At this, he swallowed.

It's just that Jaber quickly shook his head again and said, "Well, it's a little worse than you." ”

"There's something wrong with that."

"It looks like that guy is here to do an undercover operation, are you sure you're not afraid of being targeted by the FBI?"

Ethan didn't bother to answer this question.

He also saw the handsome guy who was kicked by himself yesterday, the other party was wearing jeans and a black shirt, and was getting out of a blue GTR, the guy looked comfortable and was looking around.

Well, Ethan immediately reacted.

This man went to Parker yesterday for the same purpose as himself.

Pass Parker and take part in the Driver Qualifiers.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to get close to Braga, this kind of undercover operation is normal, and the other party should have two brushes if he dares to come to this kind of place.

"Boom~"

With a slam of the accelerator, the car swooped forward like an arrow from a string.

The distance of more than ten meters passed in a flash, and the Dodge Viper stopped sharply next to the other party's GTR, startling the handsome guy.

"Bump."

Ethan slammed the door shut and looked at each other with a smile.

"You madman."

Jaber noticed this scene, gritted his teeth and complained: "If you don't hide, forget it, why do you have to come over, you are really not afraid of the FBI." ”

These words, Ethan is inconvenient to respond to now.

This move naturally attracted the attention of the other party, and when he saw the person who appeared in front of him, the young detective's face changed, and his chest also felt a faint pain.

I didn't expect to meet this mysterious person here.

I don't know, he's from Braga or not.

If not, what is this terrifying guy doing here?

The most important thing is his own actions, whether there is a risk of being debunked by the other party, and whether this guy will do it on the spot here.

If you shout the FBI casually, you will be in danger of your own life.

Messy thoughts, keep surfacing.

Faced with the risk of his identity being exposed, a cold sweat broke out on the detective's head.

"Morgan."

Seeing that he was a little flustered, Ethan glanced at his blue car and stretched out his hand with a smile: "Your car is good, it should have taken a lot of thought, right?" ”

"I'm O'Connor."

Seeing this gesture of overture, O'Connor hesitated and held the other party's hand tightly:

"Thanks, your car is good."

(End of chapter)