Chapter 525: Underground black car

United States, Howard Farm.
Tony is in the stable at home, showering and grooming his beloved little pony.
Peter came over.
"Hi Tony, are you free today?"
"of course!"
Putting down the brush in his hand, Tony excitedly said, "Are there still games today?"
"Yes, Hercules VS Storm!"
Peter gestured with both hands: "Let's go, join me to witness the birth of the Storm King!"
"Are you sure Storm can win?"
"Of course, I bet it 500 dollars!"
"500 dollars? Peter, are you crazy? What if you lose after playing such a big game?"
"How could you lose!"
Peter confidently said: "Storm is the country...oh no, the best car in the world! The driver who controls it is a legendary driver who has never failed."
He was a little moved by what he said, Tony clenched his pockets and thought to himself: "Peter is right, no car can beat the storm, maybe I should bet it too!"
After leaving the Howard Farm, the two hitchhiked Charles's purchase of goods and came to an abandoned stadium on the edge of Houston.
There were two men in black at the door.
After Peter showed a card, the man in black nodded at them and opened the stadium gate.
"Boy, you know the rules! You and your friends had better be quiet, otherwise..."
"Yes, I understand!"
After entering the abandoned stadium, turning a corner, Peter and Tony finally entered the darkest and most charming gray area in Texas.
The bald scarred man with tattoos and cigars in his arms glanced at the two of them, pulled out two handwritten tickets from the drawer, knocked on the table and said: "20 dollars, do you want to place a bet?"
"I've been down!"
"Wait, I want to bet..."
When Peter took out 20 dollars to pay, Tony quickly took out a wad of banknotes and said to the bald scarred man: "One thousand dollars, I buy the storm to win!"
"Very good, the kid has courage!"
Scar male Ma slipped away the banknotes and handed a bet slip to Tony immediately.
"Wish you guys good luck!"
After bidding farewell to the bald and scarred man, Tony and Peter sat in the waiting area with excitement for about 20 minutes, and another group of people came to the stadium.
They are members of the local gang.
I saw what they said to Scar Man, and then Scar Man clapped his hands and shouted in the waiting area: "Okay guys, the exciting game will begin soon and you can enter the stadium now!"
The blocked iron gate was opened, and the soft light illuminates everything in the infield.
Next to the bright metal track, two drivers who are ready to go are squatting and debugging their four-wheel drive vehicles. An "illegal modification" underground black car race officially kicked off.
"bad!"
Peter glanced at the player preparation area and frowned, "Hercules actually used high-performance lithium batteries and installed ejection blades on the chassis!"
"Not a big problem!"
Tony didn't know much about these illegal modification accessories, but the cheering from the audience told him that most people were supporting Storm.
The eyes of the masses are sharp!
Everyone is optimistic about the storm, it will be upset if it doesn't make sense.
"I hope so!"
Anxious Peter and Tony sat on their seats and waited for the game to start. With a clear whistle, the track baffle was raised, and the two cars rushed out at the same time.
"Go, Storm!"
"Come on, Hercules!"
Stimulated by adrenaline, the audience was in high spirits, constantly cheering for the car they supported, and Tony was no exception.
Unfortunately, he was caught!
The storm trumpet that the organizer trumpets is simply an embroidered pillow that "cannot be used". In the second corner, it was cut into pieces by the ejection blade of the Hercules.
"Tony, we were cheated!"
Peter filled with indignation: "I can guarantee that this is definitely not the true strength of the Storm. They have colluded and deliberately defrauded our money!"
"Yes, a bunch of bastards!"
Just as the two were deceived and tried to get justice, a bang suddenly sounded outside the iron gate.
"FBI! openthedoor!"
"Fuck!"
"Shit! How come these are here? Brothers copy guys, let's fight him!"
Put together a wool!
The elder brother roared, and the younger brother squatted on the wall. The so-called resistance was a joke at all, and it was all caught in less than three minutes.
The next day, the news came out.
"Yesterday the Houston police successfully smashed an underground black car gambling den, arrested 28 suspects, and seized seven illegally modified mini 4WDs, modified parts, guns and ammunition."
"Please see the detailed report below..."
Business is not good!
Facing the camera, the leader of the criminal gang said frankly: "I used to organize underground black boxing, but the business is getting worse and worse. In order to diversify development, I have to operate a sideline. How can I know that PD Bitch is doing such an amazing job..."
Can you blame Meng Zi?
Illegal modification is an official prohibition. You can do it secretly, and you still carry "gambling" private goods. Isn't this harming children?
Not to mention, there are other industries.
The main reason for Meng Lang's heavy fist was to receive feedback that someone had come into contact with dirty things such as "black poison yellow" in similar places.
This is too inhuman!
No matter which country you are in, children are the future and the foundation for the development of PD Group. UU reading www.uukanshu.com now has criminals who are eyeing this group using "four-wheel drive" as a tool for committing crimes. How can Meng Lang sit idly by?
Don't forget his identity!
"Children's dreams are guarded by me!"-PD Knight Meng Meng Meng Zi~
The operation was considered successful. In just two days, dozens of underground black car dens were dropped around the world, indirectly saving hundreds of thousands of children.
Boundless merit!
Meng Zi, who did a good deed inadvertently, declined media interviews in order to feel at ease about filming, and his deeds are still widely spread by netizens.
Finally, the United Nations called.
"You are a good person, and your bright image is loved by children all over the world. Please accept this kid king hat!"
In a daze, Meng Lang accepted the title of International Goodwill Ambassador awarded by UNICEF and became the globally recognized "King of the Kids"!
What are these...
Meng Lang, who was eating egg tarts on Eddie's studio, held the so-called "appointment book" for a long time, but he did not see a dime.
There is no salary, can you believe it?
Meng Lang, who has always been a prostitute, was actually used as a prostitute. Meng Zi couldn't accept this kind of identity gap.
He wants a salary!
"No, no!"
He clearly told him that this is an honor that everyone dreams of. You should be happy and should not care about the gains and losses of salary.
"Why? I don't want to think about my identity, can I work for you in vain? No matter how much money is, even if it's a symbolic dollar..."
"No problem, one piece is one piece!"
The staff is really speechless. He has seen many celebrities and can’t wait to post money for this honor. Only Meng Zai must pester him for money...
Who is this person?