Chapter 699 Unlucky Roman

Little Ginny was held in her father's arms and sat in the passenger seat of the "Hellcat".

The little girl held her little face and tilted her neck to look at the baby who was driving. Her gaze made the handsome guy wearing headphones very nervous.

Alvin smiled and adjusted little Ginny's sitting position so that he wouldn't stare at the handsome guy, and then said with a smile: "Can we listen to your music?"

BABY stared in front of him indifferently, his hands tightly holding the steering wheel, and he looked even more nervous than before, and he seemed to be getting more and more nervous as time went by.

Alvin looked at the young man driving a little strangely. When he started the car and listened to the roar of the "Hell Cat", he looked very happy. It was a kind of happiness that others might not understand.

But why did he seem so nervous when he and little Ginny got in the car and the car drove on the highway?

Alvin clearly knew that BABY could hear what he was saying, but he was just nervous. Maybe being with two strangers in a small environment would make him uncomfortable.

Alvin, who was slightly annoyed, adjusted the sight of little Ginny. He was considering whether he should just find a place to get off the car and leave the "happiness" to BABY alone.

Little Ginny leaned against Alvin's chest, raised her little face and asked in confusion: "Dad, what's wrong? I think he is worried about something, why don't we ask him?"

Alvin smiled and kissed the top of little Ginny's head, and said with a smile: "We will get off the car at an intersection. He may need a quiet space."

Little Ginny wrinkled her little nose sadly and said, "Why? Can't we be friends? I think he looks cool wearing headphones!"

Alvin quietly glanced at the anxious BABY, sighed slightly, and said: "Take your time, we are not in a hurry, he is really cool.

If you encounter someone like him in the future, remember to be patient. It may not be that they don’t want to be friends with you, they just don’t know what to do.

If you can get into their hearts one day, they will be your best friends.

Because God is not fair to them, they never have much! "

Little Ginny, who seemed to understand, scratched her little face, looked at BABY and waved her little fist and shouted "Come on!" Then she happily leaned against the car window and looked at the not-busy streets and pedestrians on the other side. Occasionally when she sees people she knows, the little girl will shout happily and say hello to them.

Alvin watched in amusement as several guys who were obviously loan sharks heard little Ginny's cry, and they supported an unlucky guy with a bruised nose and face and waved in his direction.

The vendor named Gonzalez was riding a small scooter and heard little Ginny greeting him. The man performed a thrilling trick of taking off the handlebars with both hands. He waved his hand in the direction of little Ginny with a silly smile and then shook his head. He fell into the middle of loan shark thugs.

Alvin rolled his eyes and watched as his daughter turned her head 180 degrees and looked in the direction of the spicy chip vendor, shouting, "Dad, there's a fight, let's go watch the fight?"

Alvin took advantage of little Ginny's opening and pinched the little girl's nose. Then he chuckled at BABY and said, "Put us down right here. You can drive out for a spin. Remember not to Run out of Hell’s Kitchen.”

What Alvin didn't expect was that after hearing what he said, BABY seemed to become even more nervous. He even lightly stepped on the accelerator, as if there was something scary here.

Just when Alvin was struggling and didn't know what to do, a retro "Ford Torino" sports car rushed past the side of the "Hellcat".

Alvin clearly heard BABY's heavy breathing, and veins popped out unconsciously in his hands holding the steering wheel.

The "Ford Torino", with its domineering engine sound, arrogantly shook its butt in front of the "Hellcat".

Roman held the steering wheel of the "Ford Torino" with his left hand, and hugged a black busty beauty with his right hand. He grinned and laughed "haha" and looked back at the "Hellcat" behind him.

If there is one car in the world that impresses Roman the most, it must be the "Hellcat" that wields nunchucks and can shoot manhole covers.

As a member of a racing family, driving a supercar of immeasurable value, and carrying a beautiful girl in the car, it is normal to provoke him when he sees a "Hellcat" of the same model as his "enemy", right?

The one-way glass of the "Hellcat" prevents Roman from seeing the people inside, but it does not prevent him from talking to the driver behind him in the language of racing cars.

The "Ford Torino" suddenly spun on the spot under Roman's control, pointed the front of the car at the "Hellcat" that was driving the health vehicle, and began to retreat at the same speed.

This arrogant black guy opened the car window and raised his middle finger in the direction of the BABY. Then he laughed and kissed the beautiful woman in the passenger seat hard on the face. Then he turned around and turned around again, preparing to leave here.

Alvin resisted the urge to call the police and saw that BABY had bitten the corners of his mouth, and the soft leather on the steering wheel had sunk in due to his pinching.

Seeing BABY's red eyes staring at the "Ford Torino" that was about to drive through the intersection in front of him, Alvin seemed to understand something. He hugged little Ginny tightly, and then tied himself and little Ginny tightly. seat belt.

Alvin clearly felt that the moment his seat belt was buckled, BABY seemed to be relieved of a heavy burden. Alvin, who was so blessed, pointed at the "Ford Torino" in front of him and said with a smile: "In the face of provocation, We need to respond, it’s a tradition in Hell’s Kitchen.”

Little Ginny was very proud of her father. As soon as Alvin finished speaking, the little girl waved her little chubby hands domineeringly and shouted: "Beat him, let's go beat him!"

BABY seemed to have some kind of seal opened at this moment. Alvin clearly saw him increase the volume of the IPOD, then violently step on the accelerator, and the "Hellcat" roared wildly and rushed out.

Alvin held the extremely excited little Ginny tightly with his left hand, and held the handle above his head with his right hand. He looked at the rapidly retreating houses on both sides, and his intestines turned green with regret.

At that moment Alvin felt as if he had touched the child's heart. His nervousness came from "insecurity" from the beginning, but it was not his own insecurity, but himself and little Ginny. Because they were two people, So he didn't fasten his seat belt at all when he got in the car. This may be the reason why he was so nervous while driving.

And where I was about to get off the bus just now, there was a fight going on there~

Alvin didn't know if his guess was right, but BABY was a special child, so there should be no problem in guessing his inner thoughts with good intentions.

At least if such children get into trouble, it will definitely not be because of "evil". Maybe "evil" has no place in their hearts at all.

But only 2 minutes passed, and Alvin regretted it!

This is not his fucking child, so why bother him? Does autism need to be treated by drag racing? Did you agree to share music? Could it be that screaming in fear has the effect of curing autism?

Looking at BABY who was about to let the "Hellcat" take off, Alvin kept whispering in his ear, "Slow down, slow down, I can call the police and stop the car in front, and then we can beat him up together, man. , slow down~"

BABY, whose volume had exceeded the limit of his earphones, obviously couldn't hear Alvin's endless chatter. He stared intently at the "Ford Torino" not far ahead, skillfully controlling the "Hellcat" to shuttle flexibly through the traffic. With that, he quickly approached the target.

Roman faintly heard the roar of the engine from behind the car. He glanced at the rearview mirror, then gave a weird laugh to the black beauty on the passenger seat and said: "Baby, fasten your seat belt, remember. I can only scream for a while, but I mustn’t pee my pants, haha!”

As he spoke, Roman deliberately slowed down the car and muttered, "Hellcat, come on, daddy will teach you how to "run"!"

Teji, who was sleeping at home, was woken up from bed by a phone call from Alvin.

After finally getting rid of the entanglement between the two women, Teji sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his waist. He answered the phone and said, "Hi, Principal Alvin, what's the matter?"

"Find a way to clear a 'track' for me, and then tell that idiot named Roman that he can only drive fast on the 'track'."

Teji unexpectedly heard Alvin's slightly panicked voice coming from the phone, which was also mixed with the violent sound of the engine and the excited screams of the little princess. The most important thing was Alvin's roaring and spewing out dirty words. No joke, "FUCK YOU!"

"What's going on? Principal Alvin, you actually took the little princess to race together. It's daytime~" Teji asked doubtfully.

Alvin cursed on the other end of the phone and said, "I fucking know it's daytime, so I need a fucking track so I can beat the shit out of that bastard Roman."

As he spoke, Alvin paused and said, “Tell Roman that if he wins, he will surrender to the police station and then go do community work for a week.

If he loses, I wasn't kidding at all just now! "

Teji scratched his head in annoyance and held a moment of silence for his friend. Finally, he defended Roman very loyally, "Principal Alvin, Roman is racing with you. Isn't it a bit like that? Well, you know. ,Too much?

Why did he go to the police station even after he won? "

"Because I have a fucking brain disorder and the police department doesn't dare to take me in. Is there a problem?"

Alvin's roar left Teji speechless. Even if Manhattan Tomahawk had no problem with his mind, no police station dared to detain him. What on earth did this bastard Roman do?