Marvel's Star Hamster

"Yes!"

Xinwei bowed and left the office backwards.

After the letter left, Mrs. Gao snorted coldly and ignored the two people in front of her.

......

After the fireworks show, Dominique and the others found Shang-Chi.

"Did you find me for something?"

Looking at the few people who came to look for him, Shang-Chi was a little curious. Did these racing teachers have any requirements?

Dominic nodded seriously, pointed at the vehicle he was waiting for and said:

"Can racing competitions be held here? We want to celebrate you in our own way."

They're the speedsters, and there's only one way to celebrate, and that's drag racing, speeding through the streets.

Dominic's voice was not lowered, and many people around them heard his words.

The crowd started cheering, racing in Hell's Kitchen was a novel experience.

Everyone looked at Jin Bin, who wanted to go racing in Hell's Kitchen without Jin Bin's nod.

Everyone looked at Jin Bing expectantly, but there was no sound for a while.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Jin Bing called a gangster to give a few orders, and then left the tavern with his wife and children.

After Jin Bing left, the gangster yelled loudly and started the game.

Seeing this scene, everyone knew about Jin and agreed to the drag racing in Hell's Kitchen.

A lot of people are calling their bros, and they're racing in Hell's Kitchen today.

Without a good car, there is no hope of winning.

You must know that many people have already placed bets in front of that gangster, and the bets are close to [-].

As long as they win the game, they can get the nearly [-] bet.

Dominic didn't expect that he would set this place on fire with just a question.

Looking at the huge bonus in front of the gangster, he couldn't help but place a bet.

The bastard naturally took everything he ordered, and he didn't care who could win the game.

He only cares about how much money he can earn, and Jin allowing him to open here means agreeing to this game.

As for how much he can earn, it depends on his own ability.

But it doesn't bother him, as a senior gambler, he knows how to balance the multiplier of this kind of bet.

He didn't adjust the magnification one by one, because he didn't have so much time to manage.

He just divides all the money into ten parts, and only the driver who gets No.1 can get the general bet as a bonus.

And other people who bet on the No.1 driver will share the other half of the bet with him.

This is the first car race held in Hell's Kitchen, and everyone is very excited.

Continuous vehicles approached the tavern, blocking the water around the tavern.

Seeing such a scene, Jessica and the others walked out.

Either threats or coercion.

Most of these car owners are dissatisfied with forcing all these vehicles to be scattered on the planned streets.

But thinking of the comparison of the opponent's force with his own, he could only follow their instructions.

Fortunately, Jessica and the others did not stop them from participating in the competition, which gave them some comfort in their hearts.

A key figure in proposing the race, Dominique was the first racer to take to the field.

Seeing his red racing car slowly reach the starting line, everyone cheered.

After the other cars were parked, the gambler found a loudspeaker from somewhere and shouted:

"3, 2, 1, Ready...Go!!!"

Under the order of the gangster, all the vehicles rushed out of the starting line in an instant.

And Dominique was far ahead, his exhaust pipe roaring.

The passionate sound of the engine echoed in the neighborhood, and the other drivers watched as they were pulled further and further away.

In my heart, I stepped on the accelerator of the car to the bottom, and the speed of the car increased rapidly, but there was still no shadow of Dominic.

Although their cars have also been modified, they are not professional car players like Dominic.

There is no hope for the No.1 bonus, and they can only compete fiercely for the No.2 result.

After all, Dominique's racing speed makes people feel hopeless, they are not drivers of the same level at all.

Soon at the other end of the street, Dominique's racing car appeared in front of everyone.

Slowly stopping at the finish line, the bald-headed Dominique got out of the car with a bored expression on his face.

They are not in the same weight class at all, and this kind of abusive game makes him feel bored.

"Oh, No.1 is the Dominique we expected, the Dominique who proposed the drag racing competition for us."

Hearing the gangster's announcement, the surrounding drivers cheered.

Dominique's performance just now benefited them a lot. It turns out that the car can still be modified like this, and it can still be driven like this.

Holding the [-] that the gangster handed over, a smile appeared on Dominique's face.

These bundles of banknotes are the motivation for him to continue racing.

The following cars finally reached the finish line, and their competition along the way was very fierce, no less than those racing competitions.

Besides, this is still Hell's Kitchen, and they have used all kinds of methods.

Their cars were smashed into huge dents, and some people even had a few nails on the tires.

Looking at the performance of a few of them, he glanced at Dominic again.