Farming Life Starting in Africa

Seeing that the situation on the scene had reached a stalemate, Hobbs realized that today's arrest operation was going to fail. With a grim expression, he led his team back to the car in frustration.

The three cars restarted and slowly turned around to head down the mountain.

Everyone stood on the slope watching the convoy leave, but not long after, when the lead Toyota Sequoia drove through a sharp hairpin bend, it neither braked nor slowed down, and the steering wheel did not turn at all.

The crowd on the hillside burst into laughter. The speed downhill was so slow, yet the car still managed to veer off the road. The driving skills were simply unbearable to watch.

But only those inside the car knew what had actually happened.

Everyone on the bus covered their faces tightly, their eyes burning red from the irritation, sneezing incessantly, frantically pushing open the doors and scrambling out of the bus in a disheveled state.

The dim, old light bulbs hung on the steel beams, casting a mottled and messy light on the scattered car parts on the ground. The air was filled with the rough smell of engine oil and rust mixed with the hot evening breeze.

Tang and his group drove back to the abandoned car factory.

Upon hearing the engine roar, several people in the factory stopped what they were doing and turned to look at it.

Their trip today was quite fruitful. They got a Dodge Viper ACR and a Porsche 911 GT3 RS, which boasts both good looks and excellent performance.

The crowd circled the new car twice, their eyes shining. A slightly muffled engine sound slowly drifted over.

Rosen drove his Nissan 370Z slowly into the factory area.

But as soon as the car came in, everyone looked puzzled.

The car looks terrible. The right-side rearview mirror is missing, leaving a bare base that looks very out of place. The right taillight is completely cracked, and the entire right side of the car is covered in scratches and scrapes.

The side of the car body is full of potholes and uneven surfaces, clearly indicating that it is an accident vehicle with a history.

The most outrageous thing was the two rear tires. The edges of the tire sidewalls were slightly deformed and bulged. As soon as the car came to a stop, a faint smell of burning wafted through the air. These two tires must have bravely endured the whole journey.

Looking at the utterly wretched 370Z, everyone had the same thought.

I just got my new car yesterday, and it's already been completely wrecked after only a few hours.

So this lion isn't as powerful as the legends say? It seems a bit overrated.

While everyone was lost in their own thoughts, Rosen had already gotten out of the car, stretched out his arms, and looked completely unconcerned, as if he hadn't driven the car at all.

Roman, the black man, was the first to approach. He wisely ignored the 370Z and went straight to the Porsche 911 GT3 RS. He reached out and gently touched the smooth paint, his eyes revealing his obvious liking.

"This car is so beautiful, it's my dream car!" Roman walked around the car, admiring it with envy. "When I was a kid, I always wanted to drive a car like this around, so I could pick any girl I wanted. Tang, how about I borrow this gem for a bit today?"

Tang then got out of the car, looked at Roman who was filled with longing, and joked with a smile, "This car doesn't belong to me now; it's Giselle's trophy. If you want to drive it away, you'll have to ask her for permission."

Roman immediately turned to Gisele, grinning and waving, "Gisele, you won this car, right? Can I borrow it for a bit?"

Giselle laughed heartily and put her arm around Rosen's waist. "No problem, but only for tonight. This car will need to be modified tomorrow."

"That's really great!" Roman's face lit up instantly. He immediately opened the car door, lifted the hood, and stared at the neat engine compartment inside, looking at it with obvious delight, occasionally gesturing with his hands.

On the other side, Leo, with curly hair, stood on the outskirts of the crowd, rattling off a long string of Portuguese at a rapid pace.

Most of the people present couldn't understand him; only his partners Santos and Don could understand what he was saying.

As Tang listened, the smile on his face slowly faded, and his brows furrowed slightly. He then interrupted him, "Hey, Leo, don't be so unconvinced. All the cars today were won by Lion through sheer skill."

The room fell silent for a moment after those words were spoken.

The others were stunned. They first looked at Tang, who was serious, then turned to look at Rosen, who was standing calmly to the side, and then glanced at the broken 370Z next to him. Their hearts were stirred up.

No one expected that even Tang, the best driver among them, would lose to this tall-looking young man in tonight's race.

Looking at it this way, it's clear that Rosen's earlier offer to take a third of the reward wasn't unreasonable at all; he certainly has the ability to do so.

The bustling crowd gradually dispersed, each going about their own business.

The factory area quieted down, leaving only the lingering warmth of the equipment and a faint smell of machine oil. Rosen noticed two people not far away.

Pan Sheng stood there, his eyes darting around, looking as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

Beside him, Liang Anna's gaze was fixed on the Porsche 911, her eyes filled with undisguised envy and longing; it was clear that the girl also liked the car.

Rosen walked over slowly. "What's wrong?"

Pan Sheng tensed up, clearly nervous. He composed himself before lowering his voice and saying, "Boss, I investigated that Reyes this afternoon. He has a huge business in Rio. It's not just about drug trafficking; he also deals in arms, collects protection money from neighborhoods, and lends money at exorbitant interest rates. He's also smuggling and reselling luxury cars on the side. He has a lot of shady businesses..."

Seeing his slightly reserved demeanor, Rosen gently patted his shoulder. "Don't rush, sit down and talk slowly. There's no need to be so nervous."

Pan Sheng swallowed hard, leaned back against a stack of tires, calmed his nerves, and continued, "Boss, I also found out that he controls a real estate company listed on the B3 board. This company has been doing well in recent years, with excellent performance and ample cash flow; it's his most valuable asset."

Rosen calmly pressed on, "So what does this have to do with our plan?"

Pan Sheng leaned forward, lowering his voice even further, "Boss, my idea is that while we're robbing Reyes, we can also take the opportunity to short his listed real estate company on the stock market. Once the news that his money has been stolen gets out, his company's stock price will definitely be greatly affected."