Chapter 291 My Hell's Kitchen

Alvin picked up a charcoal pencil and made a cross on the part of the thruster drawn by Ivan.

After taking a heavy puff of his cigar, Alvin looked at Ivan with some headaches, and said, "Dude, I heard that changing a car is a systematic project, you are too simple and rude, do you want to be angry? He installed a few more airbags, the kind that explode when touched!"

Ivan put away the cigar that Alvin threw to him, took a puff on the slender pipe, shook his head in contempt, and said, "How can drag racing not take a little risk? If you change it like this, the prize money for Shangqi will be higher." It's just ruined!"

Alvin didn't care. He pointed to the pickup truck on the drawing and said, "Safety is the most important thing! I don't think this thing is safe, or you can just change the racing tires for him.

Drag racing with a bunch of amateur racing enthusiasts really doesn't have to be too hard. I think it’s okay to change the appearance, but it’s really stupid to install a rocket! "

Ivan shook his head helplessly, dropped the charcoal pencil, knocked the slender pipe in a welded ashtray, restuffed the tobacco leaves, lit it and took a puff, and said, "You should go to that Sharif car. Let's take a look, his business has been booming recently. They are all street residents, and if they have a car, they dare to install nitrogen gas to accelerate and participate in the competition.

Changing cars is a trend now, if Shangqi's car is changed according to what you said, he can't win at all! "

Alvin was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and said, "Then it's up to you, but you can't pretend to be a rocket!

By the way, where did you get that Harley at your door? I want one too, it's so cool! "

Ivan turned his head and glanced at the extremely cool Harley motorcycle at the door, and said admiringly: "An old guy named Barney left it here. This is also an old guy. It needs to be maintained. .Charming guy, isn't he?"

Alvin nodded in agreement. After living in the United States for a long time, there will be a little Harley plot. A man wants to wear a leather jacket and ride a Harley, and drive his girl for a while on the road.

Alvin leaned over and tried it on the car. The height is very suitable, but the handlebar is a bit too long, but these are minor problems. This car needs to be cool, and nothing else matters.

I turned on the ignition tentatively, and it actually started. The dull sound of this Harley engine was like a bunch of muffled thunder echoing in Ivan's factory.

Alvin looked at Ivan in surprise, and said loudly: "What the hell is this? It's so cool. If you ride it at night, it can blow up a street!"

Ivan covered his forehead, walked up to him and pulled out the key of the motorcycle, then turned around and left, not wanting to pay attention to Alvin at all.

Alvin froze for a moment and said, "Hey, man, what's wrong? What did I do wrong? This voice is really cool!"

After hearing this, Ivan rolled his white-eyed and black-eyed eyes, waved his hand, and said, "Go back quickly, this place is not suitable for you."

Alvin said in disbelief: "Why? I think it's very interesting now. I can help out occasionally. My hands-on ability is not bad."

Ivan raised his eyebrows, looked at Alvin with his head tilted, and said, "I don't think you are suitable for dealing with machinery, because you didn't even know that the exhaust pipe of that car was broken just now! Hmm~ very cool~~ I God!"

Alvin looked down at the half-detached exhaust pipe, patted the handlebar of the motorcycle in embarrassment, spread his hands and said, "Dude, this is a secret! Principal Alvin will remember you!"

Ivan waved his hand irritably, and gave Alvin a middle finger, signaling him to get out of here.

Alvin got off the motorcycle helplessly, raised two middle fingers at Ivan, then turned angrily and left the repair shop. You bastard, don't you know how to repair cars? Why do you despise me? I like motorcycles that sound like rolling thunder. What's wrong?

When I went back, I went to the flower shop again, hugged Fox for a while, and complained about it, the girls and boys in the shop were hard to control, and they dared to go racing secretly without telling the boss!

Fox comforted Alvin with a smile, and then gave him a hard blow, "I ordered a Hellcat, and it should be delivered within two days.

Can Ivan modify my car?

The car racing has been so busy recently, I decided to spray the logo of the flower shop on the car to participate in the race, maybe the business of the flower shop will be much better. "

Alvin looked at it in disbelief, pursing his sexy lips, blinking at Fox, and said in a pitch-shifted voice, "Are you going to go racing too?"

As Alvin looked at Fox, he said solemnly, "How can you participate in this kind of competition? It's very unfair to others. Is there any way for others to survive? Listen to me, we don't lack That little money, leave the bonus to others!"

Fox raised his eyebrows, stared at Alvin for a few seconds, then smiled, and said: "Then listen to you, I just wanted to play, I bought that Hellcat, or you can go to participate! Just be happy!"

Alvin was stunned for a moment, the girl really showed her face, happily put her arms around Fox's waist, and said softly: "From now on, call me Alvin the racer, my co-pilot still needs a girl, beauty, are you interested?" ? Drag racing is very exciting!"

Fox was amused by Alvin's pretentiousness. This is a guy who never drives faster than the speed limit. It must be interesting to go racing with him.

Alvin hugged his girl proudly, and raised his eyebrows at Xue Ye who was pretending to be busy, causing her to slip in fright.

Fox gave Alvin a hammer on the arm helplessly, and drove him out of the flower shop. With him, there is only one agent left to work in his shop. This is not good!

Alvin walked out of the flower shop, thinking about it depressedly, as if he suddenly became unpopular, what's going on? Is there any law to be driven out wherever I go?

Looking at the time, it's only three o'clock in the afternoon, and it's not appropriate to do anything at this time.

Alvin shook his head helplessly, and went back to have a drink by himself, then slept, and went to a few racing scenes at night to see, don't let them make too much noise!

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Nights in Hell's Kitchen have been buzzing since there was a car race.

All kinds of people from New York come here to join in the fun. The gangsters are more conscientious than the police at this time, and there are gangster gunmen with pistols on their waists patrolling at every intersection.

Petty theft of all kinds is gone at this point in Hell's Kitchen, and the shooters aren't as talkative as the cops.

Alvin took Fox, Shang-Chi, Jessica, and Ginny on his shoulders, shuttled through the crowd, trying to squeeze to the front to watch the fun.

This trip was an eye-opener for Alvin. The weather in New York in September has begun to be a little bit cold, but the girls here are dressed as if they are at the seaside.

The son of the rich family drives his own luxury modified car, and as long as he presses the window, he can take away a car full of girls.

Alvin regretted bringing Ginny out. This place is really not suitable for children. That bastard Teji actually said that this is a racing carnival, I'll come back and trouble you!

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Dominic Toledo leans against the door of a gray vintage muscle car, chatting with some friends.

Teji had found a lawyer for him and bailed him out a few days ago, and the drag racing was really not a big deal. Compared with his identity being exposed, the current result is already the best!

It's just that he was beaten a few times at the police station, which is really not discounted.

The drivers and spectators around were pulling Dominique in awe. He used an unknown Honda Fit to win six races in three days, all the way to the current Dodge Challenger.

The strong will be respected no matter where they are, and here, Dominic is the strongest. And in terms of the price of the car alone, this guy has already made money faster than many bankers.

Dominique likes the atmosphere here very much. This is the life he dreams of. He races and chats with people every day. He has made many friends here. With family members by my side, can life still be perfect?

Mia looked at her brother helplessly. She didn't know why Dominic had to stay in Hell's Kitchen. It seemed that the death race was really important to him.

Brian and Leidy also signed up for the competition. Mia knew that they made a deal with the FBI to solve the FBI's arrest of Dominic, but what was Dominic for?

While Dominic was chatting happily, the crowd split in the middle as if by magic.

Wearing a sleeveless vest, khaki army trousers and combat boots, a tall, rock-solid bald man walked over.

Behind the strong man were two companions who were dressed in the same clothes as him, looking like they were watching the scene.

Dominic tilted his face slightly, glanced at the bald man, and then poured himself a glass of beer indifferently. This is Hell's Kitchen, and he is the boss at the racing track, and no one can trouble him!

The bald man pushed aside a gangster who was blocking the way, completely ignoring the pistol on the gangster's waist. He took out a police badge from his pocket and pinned it on his belt, and glanced around violently. Let a group of punks take a few steps back.

Satisfied with his deterrent power, the bald man walked up to Dominic, lowered his head, his head was almost on Dominic's forehead, and roared angrily, "You son of a bitch stole my car!" ?You are now under arrest!"

Dominic narrowed his eyes and stared at the bald man, thought for a while, then suddenly smiled, spread his hands indifferently, and said with a smile: "I probably know what's going on, that third-hand Honda Fit belongs to you Car? It must be hard to get your fat ass in there.

You are the police! But you are in the wrong place.

This is Hell's Kitchen! "

As soon as Dominic finished speaking, more than a dozen of Teji's men took out all kinds of pistols from their bodies and pointed them at the bald man. This is their place, and the police can't come and smash it! Arresting someone without a warrant certainly doesn't work in Hell's Kitchen!

Just when the two guys behind the bald man were about to draw their guns, Alvin walked to the sidelines with the flailing little Ginny on his shoulders, and said with a smile, "This is Hell's Kitchen, my Hell's Kitchen!

Roadblock, Duke, and ripcord, long time no see! "