"Why, do you like sports cars?"

After Xu Chuan finished speaking, he immediately felt that he had asked a very stupid question.

Are there really women who don’t like sports cars?

So he immediately changed his words, "I'll give it to you which one do you want."

Xuela's expression was a little unbelievable, but of course there were more surprises. This was one of the few people who took the initiative to give him gifts.

But she immediately became alert and asked with a glaring eyes, "You are not planning to break up with me, are you?"

Xu Chuan twitched his mouth twice, "Get out, just forget it if you don't."

He has saved money.

"Haha, of course, how could I not?" The woman smiled so happily.

After saying that, he took out his phone and started to check the model of the sports car on it.

It seems that I don’t plan to save money for Xu Chuan like this.

Xu Chuan also took out his cell phone and sent a message to several other people, asking them what car they wanted.

Fortunately, it is already late at night in Brazil, and it should be almost noon in China according to the time difference.

Then no one replied to him, okay, I guess this strange number was regarded as a scam text message by them.

Then I added my name and posted it again.

Only then did I receive a series of question marks.

It's really troublesome, can't you get a group?

But probably not.

I chatted with a few women and said he could do it.

Among them, Comrade Luo Jialing firmly opposed it because Xu Chuan could not even send her away.

Regardless of whether she can do it or not, such things are not to worry about lack of worries but unevenness. If she doesn't have them alone, it would be strange if she doesn't cause trouble for herself.

After thinking about it, she said to Shera, who was looking at the photos, "Or what if I choose the model of Allen, McLaren P1, with a limited edition of more than 300 units worldwide."

The yellow sports car of Allen's shit was racing past outside the window of the box.

Xu Chuan really doesn't understand these things. He just thinks the appearance of this car is really good-looking. The streamlined design of this racing car is obviously running fast enough.

Xuela actually had no requirements, as long as the other party gave her, she thought it would be good.

That's good, let's contact McLaren's dealer tomorrow.

As for China, you may need to contact Deng Cheng.

The vision in the box is very good. The McLaren has shown great strength in both straight acceleration and cornering.

Is Allen capable of this?

When Vanessa got out of the car, Xu Chuan knew what this guy was trying to do.

To be honest, this woman's figure really makes women jealous.

Xuela even stared at the other person through the glass.

"Isn't this Vanessa from RUNWAY?"

She often worked with RUNWAY before, so of course she has seen this model.

Xu Chuan nodded, "Well, our Ms. Vanessa has some of her own side jobs, and she rescued that killer."

"Oh, I remembered it."

When she was in New York before, the police asked her to find out the situation.

"Dear, do we want to call the police?"

Xuela looks even more nervous than Xu Chuan.

Xu Chuan shook his head, "No, that killer was sent back to America the first day I arrived here, and I won't be able to get out for a while."

As for Vanessa, this woman is not threatening. You can tell by looking at her Twitter space. This woman is more suitable for being an internet celebrity, and getting along with Toreto and the group is more exciting.

Racing is of course incomplete without competition.

When Allen Wayne drove his P1 and stopped at the starting line with Toreto's Dodge Horse, the whole atmosphere reached its climax.

A young lady in an atmosphere group stood directly on the fronts of the two cars, took off the small Nene in her short skirt, and waved it in her hand.

When she swung her hard, the two cars rushed out almost at the same time.

Xu Chuan looked at Allen's bad start and couldn't help but sigh, "The world is not about fighting and killing, it is about human nature."

Otherwise, there are many family members, heroes and friends, look at their attitude towards doing things.

As an outsider, Xu Chuan can see that Toreto is definitely giving in to Allen, who has a very poor addiction and skills.

This is actually not easy. You have to make the other party feel that it is your extraordinary performance rather than being given up, especially if this person is still a rookie, which is not something that ordinary people can do.

Xu Chuan laughed in the private room. He thought Alan's level was so good. It turned out that he could only run straight and get oil.

Toreto pressed Allen's two bodies from beginning to end, which was definitely not his original level.

If you let Allen win directly, it would be too obvious. This is the right amount of mastery.

It's really interesting. Who says that Europeans and Americans have straightforward personalities and no twists?

"You're still really leisurely here."

When Nikita's voice sounded at the door of the box, Xu Chuan was very grateful that he had not taken off Xuela's clothes yet.

“Hi, NIKI.”

Xu Chuan waved his hand and greeted the other party.

Nikita glanced at him and nodded to Xuela.

They had seen it before in Baltimore, and Shera was not surprised.

"So, what do you think?"

Nikita did not avoid the existence of Xuela, "Torreto wanted to give up."

Xu Chuan spread his hands, "Why is it so easy for him to run?"

"So, you mean…?"

"Let Michael come over tomorrow, I have something to ask him to help."

Xu Chuan probably told Nikita about his thoughts, "Those people of Toreto are useful, you can take them to play for a while."

Nikita thought about it and agreed. She knew very well that if she didn't follow her in this situation, Toreto's group would probably kill them.

At this time, it was no longer a situation where a small group like them could make up.

Whether it is Reyes, Rio officials, as well as the gangs and solitary dealers entrenched in the slums, they have already begun to take serious action.

However, using Toreto to divert the sight of Reyes and the FBI is a good choice.

The so-called race lasted until after two o'clock in the morning, and later Sulla went down to drive Alan's car.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Without the need to end the next day, this matter became a hot search.

Photos of Toreto and those people appeared on Twitter.

FBI's Hobbes's face turned black.

Of course, he immediately approached Allen Wayne, but he was sent by the bodyguard when he saw him even when he saw him.

What are you thinking? Master Alan is the one who can meet him as a FBI. In the United States, capitalists are the ones who have the final say.

Not to mention that Allen did nothing.

Racing with wanted criminals is nothing, and it's still in Rio.

"Hey man, that person named Vanessa is really a model RUNWAY?"

The next afternoon, Alan, who had fun, found Xu Chuan, and the first thing he did was to ask about this.

"Get out, I'll ask the married person to recite the lyrics quickly, don't bother me."

This bastard was holding his child and was discussing with him the issue of picking up girls.

Moreover, Xu Chuan is busy, and he needs to draw a few people to help out in the already stretched staffing configuration.

Forget it from the Golden Triangle, it was enough for Liu He and his men to just press the surrounding area, and they had to send people to Bangladesh before.

The African Libiya and Nansudan occupies most of Umbrella's manpower.

The others are all in Eastern Europe and the Russians.

After all the calculations, it seems that Lynn Fines' security team is still idle in New York.

These people are really abilities. Xu Chuan did Percy and slandered the bald Frank Moses.

The job I arranged for them before was to continue to investigate the banker Victor Ziegler who was chopped up by them, and the slanted tutor involved.
To be continued...