North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Alice Rose.

At this moment, this woman was surrounded by several young men and women. She was wearing a pink Chanel jacket with no buttons, directly revealing the deep green Victoria's Secret underwear underneath.

Wearing a pink sequined p-skirt, her legs are slender and round. She is swaying to the music, and her big golden waves are dancing with the night wind, looking bold and sexy.

Feeling Locke's gaze, the woman also looked over, with a cold face, and extended her middle finger directly to Locke.

Locke didn't feel guilty at all, she smiled brightly, gave her a middle finger in return, and looked at the person next to her openly.

There were three men and two women, and one of them, a blond guy with a strong build and a handsome face, was George Hamm, the undercover LAPD agent.

At this moment, this guy was looking at him fiercely, as if he was protecting his food.

When the other two men and two women saw Locke interacting with Alice Rose with his middle finger, they all laughed and looked gloating.

At this time, Victor Mendez came over and said, "It's done. Both of your cars have been registered. As expected of a rich man, their handicap for a game is more than [-] US dollars. Henry, you If we continue to win tonight..."

"Henry Gibbs?"

Locke turned his head and saw a brown-haired white young man holding a black girl in his arms, followed by three followers, eight people in total, walking over in a mighty manner.

Locke did not speak, but stared at the guy coldly. Feeling that Sarah Mendes in his arms was a little nervous, he gently comforted her with his hands.

I was secretly proud, it seemed that the character design was successfully created.

The young man stared at Locke with an arrogant expression, "Henry Gibbs, my name is William Cooper. I don't care what your background is. I'm here to warn you, don't cause trouble here!"

Locke chuckled and said, "Are you Jewish? Your father is a congressman?"

William Cooper's expression froze and he did not follow Locke's thoughts, "Fuck, what the hell do you mean?"

Locke's face darkened, he stepped forward, grabbed his neck and lifted him up, "What I mean is that if you are just a little guy, don't babble in front of me..."

William Cooper's three followers were frightened by Locke's sudden burst of momentum, and were too frightened to move.

Sure enough, they are all small flowers in the greenhouse.

Locke grinned and put down William Cooper, who was about to suffocate.

William Cooper immediately breathed desperately and coughed while holding his throat.

Locke patted him on the back kindly and asked, "So, what does your family do?"

Alice Ross, who came to watch the excitement, interjected: "William's father is Congressman Miller Cooper of the California State Assembly..."

Locke was startled, took pictures more carefully, and said in surprise: "He is really a congressman!"

Just as everyone onlookers looked down upon Locke for his arrogance and politeness, he grinned again and said: "Fortunately he is not a member of the Senate!"

At this time, William Cooper also recovered and stared at Locke angrily, wanting to say something cruel, but when he thought of the suffocation just now, the words could not come out of his mouth.

Locke patted him on the shoulder and frightened William Cooper again. He smiled and said: "I know you are very upset now. Let's do this. We are all playing cars. We will see the outcome on the track. How much do you want to bet?" ?”

William Cooper looked embarrassed and gritted his teeth and said: "50!"

Locke looked indifferent and shrugged, "Deal!"

But I was a little surprised in my heart. Damn it, the son of a state assemblyman can just spend 50. It really means that he has power and money.

Well, in the United States, you have power only if you have money, and you need to spend money to run for office.

"Count me in……"

Locke frowned and looked at Alice Rose, "Miss, I don't seem to have offended you!"

Alice Rose stared at him coldly and said coldly: "Did you forget that you just gave me the middle finger?"

Locke shrugged, "Okay, so even if you are alone, you still have 50?"

Alice Rose smiled coldly, "I want to bet you 100 million, do you dare?"

Locke still just shrugged, "OK, count you in!"

After saying that, he never looked at Alice Rose again. He turned around and walked towards Sarah Mendes. After pecking her delicate lips, he hugged her and walked to the bar aside.

Locke snapped his fingers frivolously at Victor, "Let's go and see what we have to drink here!"

Victor Mendes, with a cold face, perfectly played the role of a helpless brother whose sister was kidnapped by a bastard.

Alice Rose stared at Locke's back, licked her lips, put her hand under the skirt, touched it, put it in her mouth and licked it, her eyes were burning.

Soon the three of them returned to their car with a Budlight beer each in hand, and also brought a bottle for Ryder.

Locke glanced at the beer in Sarah's hand and asked Victor Mendes worriedly: "Sarah is going to drive later. Are you sure she has no problem drinking beer?"

Victor Mendes said awkwardly: "She started drinking beer when she was 14 years old!"

Locke gave him a middle finger, "You are such a good brother!"

When Sarah Mendes heard the conversation between Locke and Victor, she felt a little embarrassed holding the beer and stopped drinking. She felt inferior again in her heart.

Because of the recent conflict and bet, Locke and the others attracted more attention, and people began to come over one after another to ask about the turbocharger on the SRT Hellcat.

After a while, a group of people gathered around the Hellcat SRT. Victor simply opened the hood, started the car, and gave a live demonstration.

This is the effect of building awareness. There is no need to promote, customers will come by themselves.

Locke seemed to be unable to bear the noise, so he took Sarah to the DJ booth and held her in his arms to watch the excitement. As soon as they came over, they attracted the attention of Alice Rose and the others opposite.

Alice Rose kept staring at Locke coldly. She took the beer brought by George Hamm, took a sip, hooked her fingers, motioned for George Hamm to bring her ear, and whispered: "What do you think? Is this guy an undercover policeman sent by LAPD to contact you?"

George Ham stiffened, pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't know, this guy is too high-profile, he doesn't look like an undercover agent..."

Seeing Locke looking over, Alice Rose gave him a middle finger and said coldly: "It really doesn't look like it!"

George Ham turned around and looked at Locke who was kissing across from him. He also raised his middle finger and stared at them provocatively, cursing: "This bastard who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, I have to give him some color later!"

"Don't get me into trouble!"

George Hamm looked at Alice Rose in disbelief. Alice Rose said solemnly: "Do you know why I think he is not an undercover agent? Because he looks at me like a prostitute, and you, The first time you looked at me, your eyes revealed that you are a cowardly loser..."