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Chapter 238 6000 Million Goods

"Well!"

Under the cover of night, five sports cars sped across the desolate Gobi Desert like arrows released from a bow.

With no roads or speed limit signs, Brian floored the accelerator, involuntarily letting out a cheer. It was his first time racing across such a vast, open field, and his blood was boiling.

"Dom!" he gestured towards the black sports car next door, "Want to have a race?"

Torreto turned his head and glanced at her, a smirk playing on his lips. He said nothing, but silently increased his speed. Seeing this, Brian quickly followed.

The drug lord leading the convoy saw the two troublemakers, muttered "fuck" under his breath, and quickly followed them.

Giselle's instructions came through everyone's earpieces: "Maintain formation, the passage will open immediately, don't run around!"

Ahead, a continuous mountain range appeared, and the tunnel leading to Mexico was located within it.

Several vehicles clustered together, forming a straight line, and crashed into the rock wall. The outer template and camouflage were broken, revealing the narrow passage inside.

The widest section is only wide enough for two vehicles to pass side by side, with wooden stakes supporting the passage in the middle, which is a great test of the driver's skills. If the driver cannot pass through at high speed within the specified time, they are very likely to be discovered by the border police and the army.

Torreto and Brian didn't take this minor obstacle seriously. With their skills, they easily crossed the tunnel and escaped official surveillance.

Soon, the convoy arrived at the designated transaction location, where a number of armed Mexicans were already waiting.

Before everyone could get out of the car, a group of gunmen surrounded them and roughly forced the drivers out.

"Don't touch me! Give me your car!" A black driver angrily shoved aside a gunman next to him and questioned the leader, "What's going on? What do your men want?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a gun was pressed against his forehead.

"Dude, calm down." The black man raised his hands. "We were arranged to deliver the goods beforehand, right? We weren't supposed to be at gunpoint, were we?"

The leader kicked the black man aside, turned around and strode angrily toward Brian and Toretto, "You two were the ones who broke the rules and raced recklessly, weren't you? Didn't we tell you the rules beforehand?! Huh?!"

The gun was pointed at Toretto's head, but the bald man remained calm, as if he were unafraid of death.

That's just the kind of person he is. He never considers his own safety, but if anyone tries to harm his "family," Toreto will immediately transform into a family hero and step forward to eliminate the evil and protect the innocent.

"Your car isn't as fast as mine."

"And can you tell me what's going on with these gunmen? You pointed your guns at the people who deliver your goods?" Torreto said calmly.

"My car isn't as fast as yours, but where are the bullets?" The leader shoved the gun barrel into Toretto's forehead.

Brian tried to intervene, but was forced back by a group of gunmen.

"Calm down, guys," Brian said, raising his hands. "We promise we won't speed on the way back."

The leader sneered. This wasn't just about racing; the higher-ups had made it clear that these drivers needed to be killed. They were quite adept at using the "discard the millstone after it has served its purpose" tactic.

"I don't need your promises, I just need you."

boom!
A bloody hole appeared in the leader's head, and he fell to the ground before he could fire a shot.

Seeing this, Brian and Toretto immediately took action, jumping behind the car and using it as cover, while simultaneously drawing their pistols and firing at the Mexicans.

Gunfire erupted everywhere. Brian and Toretto were forced to stay behind cover, not daring to peek out.

"Brian, what about Old Pigeon's support? He only sent a sniper?"

“I don’t know, he said he could handle the Mexicans here.”

"Shit! We're about to be taken down!"

Torreto stepped to the side and fired a few shots, then immediately pulled his head back in.

Gradually, the two heard the gunshots grow fainter and fainter, and soon there was no more noise outside.

what's the situation?
Brian cautiously peeked out and saw Al and a blonde woman, two female assassins, standing in the middle of a pile of corpses. Beatrice's katana was still stained with fresh blood.

Holy crap? That's incredible!

Brian was stunned. Old Pigeon then sent two women over, who took care of all of them.

At that moment, a man wearing a small round hat came down from the hillside and was holding a sniper rifle.

"director!"

Upon seeing the security supervisor, Brian's face lit up with joy, and he scurried over, asking, "When did you arrive?"

“I’ve been here for a while now,” El said as he walked up.

Brian was astonished. "You two race cars? That tunnel has a time limit, if..."

Lyon: "We came from the border station." Al scoffed: "We don't have any drugs in our car, so we don't need to sneak through the tunnel like you guys."

Brian: "."

Lyon remained calm, looked around, and said, "It's all taken care of. Take your things and head back to Los Angeles."

After cleaning up the battlefield, the group found a box of drugs worth $6000 million.

This is tonight's loot.

Brian took out his phone and called Luca, "Old Pigeon, I got the stuff."

"Bring it back."

"But how do we get such a big box of drugs back? The tunnel is closed, there's no other way back to Los Angeles."

"Giselle will cooperate with you."

"???"

"She's mine too."

Los Angeles.

Inside a bar, Ramon was negotiating the drug deal with the French. The two sides had reached an agreement and were just waiting for the drugs to be shipped back to Los Angeles.

Then Giselle called, "Ramon, something unexpected has happened."

"what?"

"All our men are dead, and we don't know where that shipment went."

Upon hearing this, Ramon's expression immediately darkened. 6000 million worth of goods just vanished like that?

"Who did it?"

"It's not clear yet. We searched the scene and found that two bodies were missing. Brian and Torreto are gone. It's very likely that they did it."

"You mean, those two people killed more than a dozen of my brothers?"

Ramon's brows were furrowed so deeply that they looked like a tangled mess. A bunch of drug dealers with guns couldn't beat two drivers?

After hanging up the phone, Ramon lost interest in discussing the deal with the Frenchman. He quickly sent the man away and immediately ordered his men to track down Brian and Toretto.

But Torreto called him on his own initiative.

"Is this how Braga expresses sincerity? By discarding them after they've served their purpose?" Toretto said coldly.

"I can always find more drivers; it's just a business."

"I want to make a deal."

"I never negotiate with others."

"Then how are you going to explain to Braga that the shipment worth 6000 million is missing?"

This undoubtedly struck at Ramon's weak spot. He gritted his teeth and said, "How do you want to trade?"

You instructed your subordinates to plan and kill 14 ruthless Mexican drug lords. You upheld peace in Los Angeles.

[Gain Skill Points x28]

[Gained 14 Skill Fragments]

[Vision +0.1]

Inside the villa.

Luca is hosting Vincent and Jack, the new duo.

"Officers, while investigating the truck theft, I stumbled upon some additional information. I wonder if your Major Crimes Unit would be interested?"

"What information?"

Vincent said with some dissatisfaction, "You called me over so late at night, I was hoping to hear some good news."

"It's about Braga, and a shipment of drugs worth $6000 million."

Luca grinned. "Do you want this credit?"

(End of this chapter)