My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

After some investigation by Jiabo, he found nothing about Braga. Even Campos was just a name.

However, in the FBI files, it was found that Braga was their key target.

This Mexican drug lord transports much more flour into the country than the legendary lord Pablo. Three undercover agents have already died at his hands. He is a guy with a notorious track record.

The two unanimously confirmed that the FBI they met were definitely going to Braga.

The next day, Ethan got to know the stolen Dodge Viper well.

The vehicle is equipped with a V10 engine and a nitrogen acceleration system.

I guess the driver last night spent all his money on modifying and tuning this fuel-swallowing beast. As the saying goes, American-style big V8, environmental protection is up to you~, so I don’t know what this V10 is.

Anyway, just one word, cool.

When accelerating to the limit, the sceneries on the roadside are left with afterimages.

After getting this car, I feel a little more confident about tonight's events.

As long as you don't run into any monsters, it's definitely okay to get a ticket.

The two of them did not go out to mess around, but stayed in the newly rented apartment to recuperate and quietly wait for the driver trials in the evening.

"OK."

Jiabo's voice came from the headset: "I have confirmed that there are no ambushing gunmen at the scene. Everything is normal."

"Of course, many people must be carrying guns."

"Just be careful, I'm keeping an eye on you."

"receive."

Ethan looked at the tall building diagonally opposite, where a flash of light flashed.

"Let me say something."

Jabo was lying in a corner, holding up the AR-15 with the sight in his hand, looking at the Dodge Viper slowly approaching through the camera: "My shooting skills are not good, I accidentally hit you on the butt, please forgive me." .”

"These guys are really smart. This place is connected in all directions."

"It's also blocked by a golf net, which greatly affects the sniper's sight. With so many people there, it looks very hidden."

"All I can say is, be careful."

"clear."

Ethan held the steering wheel and raised his middle finger in Jabber's direction.

For his own safety, when he went to test drive, he took out an AR15 from the space and handed it to Jiabo, asking him to arrive in advance and find a high position for backup support.

After all, no one knows whether the Parker yesterday will suddenly rebel.

With a gun staring at his surroundings, he felt much calmer.

Racing Point is a golf driving range.

However, there is no grass here, only a huge golf net stretched in mid-air. The tournament organizer is Campos, who has booked the entire venue for tonight's game.

Compared with the scene in front of me, last night was simply reduced to rubbish in seconds.

Below the golf driving range, bursts of roaring sounds accompanied by rapid rap music made people feel their blood pumping.

Beauties wearing hot pants and short vests can be seen everywhere.

The high quality made Ethan shine again and again, and his whole person became energetic.

Looking away from his two squirming buttocks, he continued to pump the accelerator and slowly drove inside. The Dodge Viper he drove also attracted a lot of attention.

However, those eyes quickly moved away.

The reason is very clear to Ethan. This is indeed the most powerful racing event in Los Angeles.

Vehicles of his level are not uncommon here.

Driving along the restless crowd, there were dozens of modified underground racing cars everywhere.

There are also many ordinary vehicles and motorcycles.

These people must have come to join in the fun. Under the restless golf course, there were two to three hundred people gathered together. These people were basically drag racing enthusiasts.

"So many hot rods."

Ethan knocked on the steering wheel and glanced around: "Could they all be participating in the competition? What are these people doing, the name of a winner?"

"have no idea."

Jiabo chatted with him all the time: "You know, I'm not interested in these things."

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

"Shet."

His voice suddenly became louder: "You don't have to worry about safety issues. That Parker yesterday definitely wouldn't tell Campos about the situation."

"Why?"

Ethan slowed down a bit.

"You have a companion." Jiabo looked at the scope and said in a playful voice: "I saw that FBI in the cemetery yesterday, about ten meters in front of you. That guy was a bit handsome."

At this point, he swallowed.

However, Jiabo quickly shook his head and said, "Well, it's just a little worse than you."

"Something's not right about this."

"It seems that guy is here for an undercover operation. Are you sure you are not afraid of being targeted by the FBI?"

Ethan was too lazy to answer this question.

He also saw the handsome guy who he kicked yesterday. He was wearing jeans and a black shirt and was getting off a blue GTR. The guy looked at ease and was looking around.

Okay, Ethan reacted immediately.

This person came to Parker yesterday with the same purpose as himself.

Pass Parker and take part in driver tryouts.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to get close to Braga, this kind of undercover operation is normal. The other party who dares to come to such a place should have two brushes.

"Boom~"

With a sharp blast of the accelerator, the vehicle shot forward like an arrow from a string.

The distance of more than ten meters passed in an instant, and the Dodge Viper suddenly stopped next to the opponent's GTR, startling the handsome guy.

"bump."

Ethan slammed the car door and looked at the other person with a smile.

"You crazy person."

Jiabo noticed this scene and gritted his teeth and complained: "It's okay if you don't hide. Why do you want to get closer? You are really not afraid of the FBI."

It is not convenient for Ethan to respond to these words now.

This action naturally attracted the other party's attention. When he saw the person appearing in front of him, the young agent's face changed and his chest began to hurt.

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

I don’t know if he is from Braga.

If not, what is this guy with terrifying skills doing here?

The most important thing is whether your actions are at risk of being exposed by the other party, and whether this guy will do something here on the spot.

Just call the FBI and your life will be in danger.

Messy thoughts kept emerging.

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

"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 nice, you must have put a lot of thought into it, right?"

"I'm O'Connor."

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

"Thank you, your car is nice too."