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Chapter 207 Big Business

Outside the auto repair shop.

The hood of the GTR was lifted, and Toretto and several employees from the shop gathered around. After seeing the modified engine and parts inside, they all looked like they had seen a ghost.

From the engine, turbocharger intake, suspension damping, to the chassis and tires, many parts have been modified, meaning that nitrous oxide acceleration is no longer installed.

These would add up to at least seven figures, right?
Toreto strongly suspected that some rich guy had come to show off his wealth. He looked at Luca with surprise and said, "You use all the best parts in this car. What else do you want to modify?"

"Help me strengthen and refine my control."

Luca looked at Toreto and said, “A good car isn’t just one with all the parts. A good car needs a good driver to bring out its full potential. I heard you’re one of the fastest drivers in Los Angeles. You’ll help me unlock the full potential of this car. You’ll decide how to modify and customize it.”

Toreto's heart skipped a beat. Driving this modified car around would be pure street racing. How many underground racers in Los Angeles could compare?

But he didn't agree immediately. What good thing comes to him for no reason, especially from a complete stranger?

As a crime boss, Toreto was never lacking in vigilance.

“With the specifications of your car, you should go to those big manufacturers; they have more professional technician teams and resources,” Toreto probed. “Who referred you to me?”

"Of course it's your dazzling skills!" Luca pulled out his car keys. "In Los Angeles, ask around at the underground racetracks, who doesn't know your name, Toretto?"

Torreto's fame at the Los Angeles underground racetrack was no joke; he could even single-handedly boost the sales of certain auto parts. After his victory, many drivers followed suit and bought the parts he had used.

It even boosted the business of nearby accessory shops.

Decades from now, she'll definitely be a top-tier live-streaming e-commerce star.

“I trust the champion’s vision and ability.” Luca tossed the car keys over. “This GTR is yours. You decide on the modification plan. Tell Brian what parts you need. Money is not a problem.”

Feeling the solid texture of the car key, Toreto was still a little incredulous that a GTR, which he had spent a lot of money on, had just fallen into his hands.

Although it's only temporary.
"May I ask?" Toreto asked curiously, "Did you modify your car for racing, or is it for some other purpose?"

"That's just an excuse I made up," Luca said. "Isn't there going to be a high-speed race in the Mohabi Desert? I'm planning to take this car for a spin then, and I hope you can help me with the modifications before the race."

The Speed ​​Race is an annual summer event in Los Angeles, a carnival for bikers.

Desert, cars, bikinis, and beer.

"High-speed race?" Toreto nodded, then asked, "What's your budget for modifications?"

"Starting at 100 million, with no upper limit."

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Toreto was stunned. This guy was a real tycoon! With this deal, why would he need to rob Hammer's trucks? He could make a lot of money just by taking kickbacks from parts suppliers.

To show his sincerity, Luca took a box directly from the car.

One million, in cash.

"This is a deposit."

Money can do whatever you want.

If Luca could use money to stop this gang of thieves from robbing trucks, he wouldn't bother thinking of any other way. Everyone could just make friends, race cars in Los Angeles, have parties, and live in peace.

That's good, so Luke will have more energy to deal with the Los Angeles family's affairs.

We need to think of a way to get rid of that second boss.

At that moment, Toretto stared at the box of green banknotes and fell silent.

How could it be such a coincidence?
Just when he was most in need of money, a tycoon appeared out of nowhere and offered him a big business deal.

To do or not to do?
Torreto turned to look at his sister and saw Brian flirting with Mia. He was immediately furious.

Is this blond guy here to modify his car or to pick up girls?
"Wait a moment," Toretto said to Luca. "Let me check what other accessories we have in the store."

Torreto pulled Mia away from Brian and explained the details of the deal to her.

“The deposit alone is a full 100 million!” Toretto’s eyes revealed his eagerness. “If we do this deal, we can make at least several hundred thousand, but time is of the essence. The Speed ​​Race will be held at the end of August, and we only have a little over half a month.”

“Half a month is enough,” Mia advised. “We can earn this much through legitimate business; there’s no need to risk robbing again.”

Toreto looked somewhat troubled: "I don't want to give up either, I still have to take care of my other brothers."

His shop belonged to himself, not the entire gang. If they abandoned the operation, his brothers would starve.

Mia felt helpless. She admired her brother for being so loyal to his friends, but sometimes she felt helpless because he was easily dragged into other people's troubles because of his brotherly affection.

But if it weren't for this, how could the older brother become the leader of the Flying Car family and unite everyone together?

“Even if you’re going to do it, at least postpone it for a while,” Mia advised. “Wait until you’ve finished Brian’s deal with them.”

Torreto thought for a moment: "I'll discuss it with them."

"You should take on this deal first."

".All right."

The power of money was too great. Toretto rarely compromised and was unwilling to watch such a large order go to someone else's auto repair shop.

There's a triad biker gang over at the Confucius Institute in Chinatown next door. They're our rivals, our mortal enemies. This business absolutely cannot fall into their hands.

Things went smoothly from there on. Toretto signed a contract with Luca, accepted the deposit, and agreed to help him modify the car.

[Bond: Follow] x2
Seeing that the initial contact had been made, Luca did not linger any longer and left the place alone with Matilda.

Brian stayed behind to handle the deal and continued his "undercover" work.

Mia walked Luca to the side of the road. "You left the car at the shop. Is it convenient for you to go back? Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

No sooner had she finished speaking than a stretch Lincoln pulled up to the side of the road, and a man in a black suit got out and invited Luca to get in. Mia immediately shut her mouth.

How could someone this wealthy not have a car to pick them up and drop them off?

When she returned to the shop, she found her brother standing in front of the green Mitsubishi, arguing with Brian. Toretto disapproved of Brian's modification plans, but Brian insisted on his own opinion.

With a shake of her head and a smile, Mia turned and walked into the shop.

"The store is going to get quite lively in the coming days."

The driver who picked up Luca was from the Los Angeles family—the current head of the family was called "Milano," and his deputy, "Sparazan," was the old man who needed a heart transplant.

During Luca's personal visit to Los Angeles, the now-declining Draña family showed no airs whatsoever in front of him.

Apart from having a longer history, this family is in no way comparable to Luca today, not to mention that Luca is the referee of the committee and the person in charge of the interests of several major families.

To be honest, Luca can now run rampant in Mafia territory all over the United States.

Today, the Delana family's territory in Los Angeles has been largely devoured by other gangs of color. They are now mainly active in the Italian community near Monterey Park, and also have some properties and territory in Hollywood.

Their main businesses are casinos, entertainment industry investments in Hollywood, and pimping—all high-end Hollywood stuff.

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. Although their territory is not great, their family foundation is still there. They have money, resources, and channels. In terms of capital, they are much richer than the newly emerging Crippled Gang and Blood Gang.

At least he can easily pull out a million to kill someone.

"How has Mr. Spallanzan been lately?"

Luca's concerned voice came from the back seat. The junior manager in the front passenger seat chatted about the old man's condition and said with a smile, "He knew you were coming to visit the family and originally wanted to come and see you in person, but he is still in the hospital receiving treatment and it's really inconvenient for him to come."

"I look forward to the day when the old man recovers, and I will definitely have a good talk with him then."

Luca smiled warmly and casually inquired about the kill order in Las Vegas and Buddy's self-established faction and division.

“Buddy was brought up by Spallanzan.”

The underling knew this story well. "Back then, Buddy was just a moderately famous magician in Vegas. The old man liked his performances, personally met him, and took him into the family. But this ungrateful bastard, using our family's name, acted like a tyrant in Vegas, organizing people to traffic drugs, extort money, murder, and rob banks. His style was too high-profile, which not only displeased the committee but also attracted the attention of the police."

When the topic of Buddy's crimes came up, the underling complained for a long time.

Luca also wanted to join in the吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical comments).

Las Vegas has this scourge, and it really needs to be eliminated as soon as possible.

Because this capital city is quite special, most of the Mafia families in the United States have investments here—the gambling city does not belong to any particular family, but is everyone's common territory.

Gambling is legal here, so the Mafia doesn't need to make any more noise; they can just launder money and make money discreetly.

In short: peace.

Las Vegas needs a peaceful business environment that does not affect the operation and interests of casinos.

Before long, the Lincoln took Luca to a luxury seaside hotel where he was staying. The underling agreed to come back that evening to pick Luca up and take him to meet the big boss of the Delana family.

After the gang leader left, Matilda, in high spirits, took Luca to change into some cool clothes and went to the beach in Los Angeles to enjoy the waves and sunbathe.

Luca was wearing a pair of shorts and black sunglasses, lying on a beach chair. His muscular physique and handsome face attracted the attention of many women in the sunlight.

One of the gazes was particularly familiar; everyone else had two gazes, but this person only had one.

A shadow fell on Luca, the shapely body blocking the sunlight from his face. Luca looked up at El, who was wearing a sexy bikini.

“Beautiful lady, I admit you have a sexy figure, but you don’t have to stand in front of me all the time.”

"Pigeon, you actually came to California?"

Al lay down on the beach chair next to Luca. "I thought you were just joking."

Luca said leisurely, "You've written it all down in my notebook, so of course I'll grant your wish to meet me."

Al rolled his eyes, not believing that Luca had come to California just to see him.

and also
"Why should I abandon the mission? Can't I do that mission?"

"You shouldn't go and join in the fun."

Luca shook his head. A whole bunch of assassins had gathered in Vegas. For example, there were the five assassin groups from the original story: a sisterhood, a retired special forces soldier, a fanatical Nazi believer, a disguise assassin, and so on. It was a diverse group. Although these assassins weren't very rare, they were still quite famous in the underworld and had considerable strength.

There are also mechanics who are surrounded by halos.

Including the FBI.

El, that little Karami, got involved here, and his aura isn't strong enough; he could easily be killed if he's not careful.

According to the original plot, a major upheaval would occur at the hotel where Buddy was staying. The five assassins would either die or be wounded, and in the end, they would fail to kill Buddy, who would then be arrested by the FBI.

Now, with the involvement of the mainland hotel and more assassins, the story has deviated from its original plot. In Luca's opinion, Buddy probably doesn't have much of a chance of surviving this time.

However, El's next words piqued Luca's interest.

Al: "The Black Mamba also went to Las Vegas."

Black Mamba is a female warrior, and she got another SSR card? Luca asked in surprise, "She took this quest too?"

“I don’t know, all I know is that she’s in Las Vegas.” Al shook his head. “When I was gambling at that casino before, she contacted me and asked about the situation here. It’s rare that this bitch actually ran away by herself instead of staying with Bill.”

Luca, however, sensed something unusual about it.

It seems the female warrior is pregnant and looking for a way out?

(End of this chapter)