Feature Shows Extravaganza

Howard Farm, USA.

Tony was bathing and grooming his beloved foal in the stable at home.

Peter came over.

Hey Tony, are you free today?

certainly!

Putting down the brush in his hand, Tony said enthusiastically: Is there another game today?

That's right, Hercules VS Storm!

Peter gestured with his hands: Let's go, come with me to witness the birth of the Storm King!

Are you sure Storm can win?

Of course, I bet $500 on it!

Five hundred dollars? Peter, are you crazy? What if you lose at such a big game?

How could you lose!

Peter said with confidence: The Storm is the best car in the United States...oh no, the best car in the world! The driver who controls it is a legendary driver who has never lost a single victory.

Feeling a little moved by what he said, Tony tightened his pocket and thought to himself: Peter is right, no car can beat Storm, maybe I should bet on it too!

After leaving Howard's farm, the two hitched a ride on Charles's purchase of goods and came to an abandoned stadium on the edge of Houston.

There are two men in black at the door.

After Peter showed a card, the man in black nodded to them and opened the stadium gate.

Kid, you know the rules! You and your friends better be quiet, otherwise...

Yes, I understand!

After entering the abandoned stadium and turning a corner, Peter and Tony finally entered the darkest and most fascinating gray area of ​​Texas.

The bald scarred man with tattoos on his arms and a cigar in his mouth glanced at the two of them, pulled out two handwritten tickets from the drawer, knocked on the table and said: 20 dollars, do you want to place a bet?

I've already done it!

Wait, I want to place a bet...

When Peter took out 20 dollars and planned to pay, Tony quickly took out a wad of banknotes that he had prepared and said to the bald scarred man: For a thousand dollars, I'll buy the storm to win!

Very good, you kid is brave!

The scarred man Ma Liu put away the banknotes and immediately handwritten a bet slip and handed it to Tony.

Wish ya'll good luck!

After bidding farewell to the bald scarred man, Tony and Peter, who were full of excitement, sat in the waiting area and waited for about 20 minutes when another group of people came to the stadium.

They were local gang members.

I saw what they said to Scar Man, and then Scar Man clapped his hands and shouted to the waiting area: Okay guys, the exciting game will start soon, you can enter now!

The sealed iron door was opened, and soft lights illuminated everything in the infield.

Beside the shiny metal track, two drivers who were ready to go were squatting and adjusting their four-wheel drive vehicles. An underground black car race of illegal modifications officially kicked off.

Oops!

Peter glanced at the player preparation area and frowned: Hercules actually used high-performance lithium batteries and installed ejection blades on the chassis!

It's not a big problem!

Tony didn't know much about these illegal modified accessories, but the cheers from the audience told him that the vast majority of people were supporting Baofeng.

The eyes of the masses are sharp!

Everyone is optimistic about the Storm, so there is no reason why they would be upset.

I hope so!

The anxious Peter and Tony sat in their seats and waited for the game to start. With a crisp whistle, the track barrier rose, and the two cars rushed out at the same time.

Come on, Storm!

Come on, Hercules!

Stimulated by adrenaline, the audience's emotions are high and they continue to cheer for the cars they support, and Tony is no exception.

Unfortunately, he fell into the trap!

The Storm that the organizers boasted about was simply an embroidered pillow that was seemly but useless. At the second turn, it was cut into pieces by Hercules' ejection blade.

Tony, we were lied to!

Peter said indignantly: I can guarantee that this is definitely not the true strength of the Storm. They colluded and deliberately defrauded us of our money!

That's right, a bunch of bastards!

Just when the two were deceived and were about to seek justice, there was a sudden banging sound outside the iron door.

FBI! Open the door!

Fuck!

Shit! Why did these sons of bitches come to our door? Brothers, let's fight with him!

Let’s put together a yarn!

The eldest brother roared, and the younger brother squatted on the wall. The so-called resistance was a joke. They were all captured in less than three minutes.

The next day, the news came out.

Yesterday, Houston police successfully destroyed an underground illegal car gambling den, arrested 28 suspects, and seized seven illegally modified mini four-wheel drive vehicles, modified parts, and several firearms and ammunition.

Please see the detailed report below...

Business is not easy to do!

Facing the camera, the leader of the criminal gang said frankly: I used to organize underground black boxing, but the business was getting worse and worse. In order to diversify and develop, I had to run a side business. Who knew that PD Bitchi could do so well...

Can you blame Mengzi?

Illegal modification is an act prohibited by the government. If you just do it secretly and bring in gambling private goods, isn't this a disaster for children?

Not to mention, there are other industries.

Meng Lang attacked hard mainly because he received feedback that someone had been exposed to dirty things such as black poison and yellow in similar places.

This is so inhumane!

No matter which country we are in, children are the future and the foundation for the development and growth of PD Group. Now there are criminals who are targeting this group and using four-wheel drive vehicles as a tool to commit crimes. How can Meng Lang just sit back and watch?

Don't forget his identity!

I will protect the children's dreams! - PD Knight Meng Meng Mengzi~

The operation was relatively successful. In just two days, dozens of underground illegal car dens were taken down around the world, indirectly saving hundreds of thousands of children.

The merits are immeasurable!

Meng Zai, who unintentionally did something good, declined media interviews in order to film with peace of mind, and his deeds were still widely spread by netizens.

Finally, the United Nations called the roll call.

You are a good person with a bright image and are loved by children all over the world. Please accept this hat of being the king of children!

In a daze, Meng Lang accepted the title of International Goodwill Ambassador awarded by the United Nations Children's Fund and became the globally recognized King of Children!

What are these...

Meng Lang, who was eating egg tarts at the Eddie Studio, held up the so-called appointment letter and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see a dime.

There is no salary, can you believe it?

Meng Lang, who had always paid prostitutes for free, was actually paid for free. Mengzi couldn't accept this status gap.

He wants a salary!

No, no!

He was told clearly that this is an honor that everyone dreams of, and you should be happy and not care about the gains and losses of salary.

Why? I don't even think about my status. Can I work for you for free? No matter how much money I have, even if it is a symbolic dollar...

No problem, just one piece!

The staff member was really speechless. He had seen many celebrities and superstars, and he wanted to pay more for this honor. Only Mengzi had to pester him for money...

Who is this?