The strongest porter in the last days

Chapter 758 Choose The Worst For Me
Harris couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Zhang Zhen's gourd, but now he could only obey, and returned to San Francisco full of doubts.

He can't understand Zhang Zhen at all now. If he wants to say that Zhang Zhen is a big liar who wants to blackmail him, but he has painstakingly investigated Huaxia's affairs very comprehensively. A large conglomerate in the city was brought down, and this incident was big news in the international business circle, so he believed that Zhang Zhen had the strength.

Harris looked at the burner in his hand and couldn't figure out that such a small and ordinary thing was worth spending so much money to buy such a large land to invest in production?

I handed the things in my hand to my subordinates to study, but I only concluded that it might be an accessory used in a car, and I couldn't see any potential high-tech.

It's still very easy to set up an underground racing car. Although San Francisco has complicated forces, Harris is also one of the best figures. He just needs to say hello to those gangs who play underground racing.

It was after eleven o'clock in the evening that Zhang Zhen came by helicopter and landed on the roof of the most luxurious hotel in the city. Harris went up to welcome him into the room, and now he has booked the entire top floor to serve Zhang Zhen.

"How are you getting ready?" Zhang Zhen went into the palace-like guest room and sat down on the sofa and asked.

Harris doubted and said: "Get ready, it will start at twelve o'clock, if you want to bet, the driver introduction will start immediately, just watch the screen."

Seeing that Harris was unhappy, Zhang Zhen smiled lightly. This old man is very worried. Looking at the TV beside him, he found six video grids. Each grid is a different picture of the racing car preparation field. The coquettish men and women in exaggerated attire are even more excited and crazy playing like they are at a party.

A blond woman in scantily clad clothes was holding a microphone and a video camera to interview the drivers who were preparing for the race, and there were subtitles showing the drivers' historical records in real time, which was no less formal than a formal race.

"Friends, the next thing I want to interview is Adam, known as the god of death, he is the legendary driver who has won the most championships in the past six months."

The hostess walked towards a racing car painted in exaggerated black and red like hellfire. In the messy light, a man in the car seemed to be doing something very disharmonious with a woman. The camera deliberately pushed the car with lights. window, a big ass was conspicuously displayed on the screen.

Jessica looked at it and smiled, and Zheng Fu thought she was dazzled at first. When the host knocked on the car, and the car window was opened, the beautiful and exaggerated picture made her scream, and quickly covered her face with her hands.

A man with wavy blond hair turned halfway indifferently and pointed his middle finger at the camera: "I am death, tonight either you die or I die!"

"Oh, Death Rider is still as confident and arrogant as ever, but his results are really amazing. I believe that most players will definitely place the most bets on Death Rider..."

Harris said weakly: "Mr. Unknown, if you just want to play, this guy is indeed a good choice for betting. He hasn't lost recently."

Zhang Zhen smiled lightly, and continued to look at the introductions of other drivers. The underground world was indeed crazy enough, and his human nature was exposed unscrupulously.

At this moment, Harris' assistant said a little nervously: "Mr. Harris, Ni...Mr. Nick asked to be connected to the call."

Harris looked angry when he heard the name, "What is this bastard trying to do again, take it over."

The assistant turned a notebook over, and when it was connected, Nick in a white cowboy hat was smoking a cigar, hugging a black girl and a Russian girl, and said with a smile, "Oh, dear Harris, I heard that you have prepared a wedding tonight." game."

"What do you want to do?" Harris said in a bad tone.

Nick spread his hands and said, "Of course it's for fun, but it's too boring to bet only, so I want to have more fun with you."

"I'm not interested." Harris knew that it would be no good if Nick approached him, and he suffered a lot from Nick's hands.

"Yo, Harris is actually scared." Nick turned his head and smiled at the people around him, and then the people around him burst into laughter.

Facing such ridicule, Harris couldn't hold back his face. Although he was called an old fox, Nick was a jackal, and he didn't plan how he would come to him.

Zhang Zhen felt that things were getting more and more interesting, so he nodded to Harris and gave Harris a support.

Seeing Zhang Zhen's support, Harris immediately said: "When have I ever been afraid, how do you play, I, Harris, will accompany you!"

"Okay, this is interesting." Nick clapped his hands and said: "1000 million dollars, all participating drivers can choose at will."

"Okay!" Harris went all out, with Zhang Zhen's support, and the two of them shared only a few million dollars, so why didn't he dare to play.

But he was still very worried. The loss was 1000 million US dollars, so he hurriedly called his subordinates to analyze the driver's situation.

Zhang Zhen saw a group of people talking about each driver's record, recent performance, and vehicle condition, and said with a smile: "Then the death car god is not your choice?"

Harris sighed: "The base fund of this rule is 1000 million, but Nick will definitely choose Death Rider. If I choose again, I will add 100 million, and Nick will definitely continue to grab it back, and even reach the cap of 3000 million. In that case, you can only flip a coin to guess the ownership, and if you don’t guess correctly, you will only return 500 million US dollars, so it is very unwise to grab a car with Nick.”

"Oh, then you have a chance to win if you don't choose the death car god?" Zhang Zhen didn't expect that the gamble in this underground racing game would be so big.

Harris frowned and said helplessly: "There is only a [-]% chance of winning, but there is no way."

Zhang Zhen smiled lightly and said, "Then I'll play a bet, which one is the worst?"

Hearing that Zhang Zhen wanted to play Harris, he was stunned for a moment. He wanted to come alone. Being rich is self-willed. He thought Zhang Zhen wanted to pick someone, so he asked his subordinates to introduce him.

A blond young woman turned her notebook to Zhang Zhen and said, "Sir, the driver with the worst record recently is a driver named Shui Han from the East. He has participated in [-] races in [-] days, and the best place is only second. Except for the death car God, the one who has performed the best recently and has the best hope of winning the championship is the Headless Horseman..."

When Zhang Zhen heard Shuihan, he felt familiar at first, and waved his hand to make the blonde girl stop introducing him. He stopped at Shuihan's car and took a closer look, and it was indeed familiar. Isn't this the professional driver who came to Jinhua Mountain to compete with him at that time? He didn't expect to come here It's time to race in the underground, and the car is a scumbag Ferrari, and the record is even worse. Almost no one will bet on him.

"It's him." Since we met by chance, let's help this guy feel proud. He may be an enemy in the country, but outside, he is still of his own blood, and he is unanimous.

Harris was shocked when he heard this, and he stared at the old man: "I know he is from Huaxia, and it is worthwhile for Mr. to support him because of his nostalgia, but this is 1000 million US dollars!"

Zhang Zhen lighted the smoke leisurely and said: "Don't worry about me, choose yours, if you want to grab the death car god, you can also, don't you have two accessories I gave you, one for me to choose, and the other Just have a driver of your choice and put them in whatever line the engine takes in."

"Ah?!" Harris hurriedly asked someone to bring over the two inconspicuous accessories, and said in surprise: "Is this something black technology?"

"You'll know when the time comes, time is running out, let's make a bet and let someone deliver the things." Zhang Zhen said leisurely after receiving the wine glass handed over by Jessica.

(End of this chapter)