Luc never said he was a driver.

Because he wasn't.

Luke doesn't enjoy the roar of the engine and the joy of gasoline burning.

He prefers to be pragmatic rather than mechanically happy, enjoying the pleasure brought to him by the physical collision between men and women.

So......

While Brian felt that he had successfully joined the "Logging Fatigue" and tinkered with the 90,000-dollar broken car with Don, Luke made several trips to the Chinese medicine pharmacy in Los Angeles' Chinatown to determine the pharmacy he had tailored for himself.

Luke then slipped the written prescription into his pocket, walked out of the office, and said hello to Don and Letty.

"Don, take a leave of absence, I'll go to Chinatown."

"Hey!"

Donald turned his head to look at Luke, who was walking towards the black Audi A8 as he spoke, and said loudly: "Come back early tomorrow morning, we have to go to the venue of the Rush Competition, don't forget." ”

Ruke gestured without looking back.

Rush Race.

A non-formal, but arguably legal, underground racing tournament that takes place in mid-April every year.

It's March 15th, and there are still about 30 days to go, and the rush race has begun.

So in the past few days, everyone's topic, except for how to repair the broken car sent by Brian, is the most talked about on this topic.

This year, because the sworn enemy of the "Logging Tired Family", that is, the Speeder Gang of Johnny Chen in Chinatown, put down his cruel words to teach Donald a hard lesson in the Rush Competition, so this year's Rush Competition is even more highlighted.

Luke didn't care about that.

As he said.

He's not a good driver, he's just faster than anyone else.

An hour later.

Luke drove to Chinatown once again.

Get out.

Luke looked at the signboards full of Dongguo characters and the pedestrians on the side of the road, no matter how many times he looked at it, he was always in a trance, thinking that he had dreamed back to Dongguo.

Pity.

This is not his hometown after all.

Luke shook his head, then ignored sleeping on the side of the road, and went to Los Angeles like his predecessor, only to find that this was not heaven, but a hell for them, and he didn't even feel the mood to give alms and walked straight into the pharmacy in front of him that could sell Chinese herbs.

After a while.

He left the pharmacy behind him with five pairs of prepared Chinese medicine in his hand.

Get in.

Luke drove straight out of Chinatown, intending to go back to Lucy's apartment to fry a bunch for himself.

But......

Ruke, who was about to turn right onto the main road, suddenly appeared on the left side of the vehicle, a cool motorcycle.

Meanwhile.

There is also an extra motorcycle on the right.

The next second.

The motorcyclist on the left, who almost fits his body, gestures to Luke inside, then pulls his shirt open, revealing the pistol pinned to his waist, and points ahead.

After doing all this, the motorcyclist on the left accelerated and drove directly in front of Luke's car, then hit the left turn signal.

Luke raised his eyebrows, looked at the three motorcycles sandwiched in the middle, and was about to go directly to the steering wheel and choose to run, when he saw the police car on duty at the intersection.

Electrifying and flint.

Luke took a deep breath, followed the motorcycle, and turned to the front, where he drove in the direction of the Eastern-style plaque that said "Sanyang Supermarket".

He already knew who the three motorcyclists were.

The Biker Gang, Jonny Chen's man.

It's just that......

What is this guy looking for me?

Lu Ke thought so in his heart, and followed the front, and the motorcycle that had entered the rapid car shop also slowly drove in.

As Luke drove in, the electric roller shutter behind him slowly fell.

The motorcyclist who had just led the way in front, after getting off the motorcycle directly, took off his helmet, then took out the pistol on his waist, followed the other three, and aimed it at Luke in the car.

"Get out of the car."

“……”

Luke held out his hands in amusement, indicating that he was not in any danger, and then opened the car door and looked at the four men in front of him with guns pointed at him.

He was just about to speak.

The next second.

Bang.

A motorcyclist stepped forward, pinned him directly onto his Audi A8, then spun him around and put a pistol against his back.

Followed by.

"Smack, smack, smack!"

Joni Chen, who was wearing a leather jacket, walked out of the office not far away with applause, then looked at Lu Ke and said in Dongguo dialect: "I heard that there was a Dongguo driver from Tang's side before, but I didn't expect it to be true." ”

Luke felt the muzzle of the gun on his back, looked at the front of his car, turned on the co-pilot, and looked at Jonny Chen in the car with a blank face: "Jonny Chen, what do you want." ”

Jonny Chen took out the five pairs of Chinese medicine packets that Lu Ke had just purchased from the co-pilot, sniffed them, and then looked at Lu Ke: "What a fellow countryman." ”

Luke smiled.

Foreign.

When the fellow saw the fellow, he was in tears.

The predecessor is the most typical example, otherwise, it would not have starved to death in the garbage dump and then occupied by him.

Seeing this, Jonny Chen also smiled, and then casually threw the Chinese medicine bag in his hand to his subordinates who were also Dongguo's faces.

"Hey!"

Seeing this, Lu Ke raised his eyebrows: "Put it back, I'll go back to decoction later." ”

Jonny Chen lowered his head and couldn't help laughing, looking at Luke: "Go back, where are you going, helping those white people, dealing with your own compatriots, you still plan to go back?" ”

Lu Ke's face was expressionless: "I have never been involved in your grievances with Tang, and besides, I don't care about your grievances. ”

Chan tilted his head and looked at Luke.

"Really?"

"Let me go, and I'll act as if it never happened."

"Let's go?"

"Where are you going?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on Jonny Chen's face: "You came to Los Angeles by Lao Tzu's route, and if you don't help me, forget it, and help my enemies deal with me, if you want to leave, it's too late." ”

As he spoke, he beckoned to the men next to him.

The subordinate understood, and handed the Chinese medicine bag in his hand to Jonny Chen again.

After Jonny Chen took the Chinese medicine bag in his hand, he threw it directly at his feet.

Luke looked at Johnny Chen, who was raising his feet, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "I advise you not to do this." ”

Jonny Chan looked up at Luke again.

Full of snort!

"Otherwise?"

"It's going to die ugly."

Luke issued his final warning to Jonny Chen with a serious expression: "Put my medicine back, and let me go, I shouldn't have happened today." ”

Jonny Chan: "......"