Alvin's restaurant is always lively, and after Stark's provocation of Ivan was reported, the Hell's Kitchen Death Speed Contest became a hot topic.

The hapless drug dealer Braga contributed money and effort, and finally the rich Stark gave him a heavy blow, making him completely transparent.

Since it's a race, the drivers are the stars, and you, the race promoter, can only stand aside, who remembers who you are?

The black bosses of Hell's Kitchen don't know who they listened to and took out the $5 million sponsored by Braga as the final championship reward.

Their move has made the entire underground racing industry in the United States boil, and countless flying riders are rushing to New York.

Surprisingly, the arrival of these drivers has led to economic growth in some sectors of Hell's Kitchen, at least the hotel industry and the restaurant industry, which have been doing good business recently.

These underground riders are basically daring bastards who aren't as fearful of Hell's Kitchen as the average person. And the low prices of Hell's Kitchen's food, drink, and accommodation are really attractive.

It was such a big deal, and Alvin didn't expect it. Misty had already called him a few times to complain that the security situation at Hell's Kitchen had been a bit down lately, and that Alvin was in charge.

Alvin ignored Misty's complaints, joking, what to do? Those outsiders are not here to grab land, they are here to spend! These are all big moneymakers, what's wrong with drinking once in a while and getting into a fight?

If you're talking to me about law and order in Hell's Kitchen, you're on the wrong set.

The black bosses tasted the sweetness, and the pimp boss Piri made a lot of money with his girls, and he took the lead and warned the thugs on the street not to trouble the guests. During Death Rac, no unnatural deaths can occur in Hell's Kitchen. No matter if you fight, you can't get killed!

Seeing that there were enough people to sign up to drive the local economy, Teji creatively began to carve out the streets and start a small-scale qualifier. And set the odds for each game, and actually made a lot of money in a few days!

Alvin went to see it once, and Teji pulled a large number of hot girls who didn't like to wear clothes from Yard's nightclub, and added a handsome DJ, which made the atmosphere extremely hot.

A group of rich men in New York City have become frequent participants in the competition, whether it is the excitement of racing cars or the temptation of girls, they all make these rich second generations who have money and nowhere to spend feel liked.

They used it as a great place to find excitement, and at the end of the event, they could have a symbolic speed race with the local police. Of course, they always lose, or rather, they're happy to be caught!

Recently, the video of God of War No. 2 cadre traffic policeman saluting and asking for a driver's license has become popular on the entire Internet. After the gang of dead rich second generation was arrested, they always happily let their accomplices take pictures of themselves.

Alvin didn't know much about economics or anything, but in Hell's Kitchen, he clearly felt the change, as if everyone had found something to do.

Idlers have nothing to do when they go to the competition site to sell condoms and earn some living expenses.

These changes made Alvin a little dazed, and it wasn't until he saw this year's Olympics in China on TV that it dawned on him that this was the fucking Hell's Kitchen Olympics. It's a lucrative deal!

Alvin seemed to see a little Hell's Kitchen out of this, and the cars with blue flames behind their butts didn't seem to be so annoying.

And it shouldn't be too illegal to draw a few streets out and let people race cars, isn't that what people do at F1 Monte Carlo Station? They can do it, why can't Lao Tzu do it?

In recent years, many of the streets of Hell's Kitchen have been maintained by Alvin by pressing the necks of the black bosses. Lao Tzu is now a shareholder of those streets, and no one should be able to talk nonsense!

………………

Teggie looked at Alvin with a nervous expression.

Alvin held up the phone with a frown, keeping it away from his ears.

Even from such a distance, you could hear Director George's roar on the phone, "You're fucking crazy!" I also want to legalize Death Ride! What do you think?

How do you make money? How do you pay your taxes? How do you stay safe?

Those who drive flying cars are crazy, and you let them run around the streets, are you crazy? ”

Alvin waited for Director George to finish yelling before holding the phone in front of him and said solemnly: "George, my old fellow, this is a folk event that has been democratically voted on in our Hell's Kitchen, and you must respect our choice, otherwise you will discriminate against Hell's Kitchen."

That neurotic councillor, Donald, has already proposed to put discrimination against the residents of Hell's Kitchen into the category of racial discrimination, and it will be a crime to discriminate against the poor of Hell's Kitchen in the future! ”

Director George laughed angrily and said, "Then what are you doing with me?" Go do your folklore event! ”

Alvin touched his nose with some worry and said, "Doesn't I only know you as a high-ranking official!" Help, old man, find a way to legalize our folklore activities. Do you know how many jobs this could create? ”

Director George gasped, pondered for a long time, and said, "You should go to that Donald, he now thinks he's the son of Hell's Kitchen, and he'll be happy to help you."

Don't go too far, Alvin, I've heard that Hell's Kitchen has been selling out of marijuana lately. That drug dealer Pluto has made a fortune, you have to control it a little.

Are the doctors in Hell's Kitchen crazy? Dare to wear a white coat to give people marijuana to cure headaches at the scene of the speeding car, how did I not know that you still have this kind of talent?"

Alvin gave Tegi a funny look, and Teggie made a funny expression peculiar to a black man, rubbed his fat lips, and whispered, "Those doctors are real, licensed!" Pluto has a great way! I'm trying to find a lawyer like him, it's amazing! ”

Alvin shook his head helplessly, and said into the phone: "I'll tell them, these bastards' crooked ways are really powerful. But it does work, you say, right? ”

Director George was laughed at angrily, and he said helplessly: "Whose attention is it that let the drug dealer ask a lawyer?" This guy should go to the gallows, and later our work will be troublesome! ”

Alvin smiled indifferently and said, "This is a good thing, at least the police here don't have to shoot with drug dealers without having anything to do." Just find a prosecutor to fight a lawsuit with him, how good! ”

Director George said with a headache: "Okay! All right! Alvin, these are our police things.

As for your goddamn Death Ride! Don't make too much trouble, try not to make a fuss! "Death" flying car, when you hear it, is not a good sign! ”

Alvin smiled with satisfaction and said, "So you agree, don't you?" ”

Director George said formulaically: "I have not agreed to anything, and I will not agree until your folklore activities are legalized."

It's just that the police in New York have been a little tight lately, and they probably won't be able to take care of that damn "folklore activity" in that damn Hell's Kitchen! ”

Alvin glanced at Terge, raised his eyebrows proudly, hung up the phone, and said, "You come forward to contact the "Son of Hell's Kitchen", that guy is not short of money, but needs to make some noise." This is a great opportunity!

It's up to you to see if Hell's Kitchen can have a long-term money-making project in the future! ”

Teji said happily: "We have legalized the Death Racing Competition, and a large number of tuning car enthusiasts will have a place to go in the future." Haha, those guys are basically broad.

It's really cool to make their money legally, and I feel like I'm starting to make the transition to CEO.

Boss, will I be paid? ”

Alvin took a coin out of his pocket, stuffed it into Tegi's hand, and said, "Take it, this is your salary for this year." Ha ha!

Anyway, that's for later, hurry up and get the game up and let the police get that idiot named Bu Hejia away.

This is our Hell's Kitchen business from now on, how stupid it is for a drug dealer to hang the title of promoter. ”

Teji grinned and said a little obscenely: "Forget it if you just kill him, the efficiency of the police has always been not high." ”

Alvin hesitated, shook his head, and said, "Don't mess around, that cloth that showed up is not necessarily true, let the police have a headache!"

All you have to do is run the game and help Misty when you need to, and that's it! ”

Teji nodded dryly, Braga is not a big problem now, he is just a name, and the nature of the game has completely changed.

Now this game belongs to Hell's Kitchen. It's nothing if he doesn't have time to get rid of him this time, and he definitely won't have a next time anyway!

Sending off Terge, Alvin looked at the empty restaurant, Jessica went to the flower shop to play, and Shangqi didn't know where to run? The owner was left alone in the entire restaurant, which made Alvin a little angry, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and decided to deduct their salary when he turned around.

A middle-aged man in a formal suit walked into the dining room on a hot day, sat down next to Alvin, took off his hat and put it on the bar, stalked his neck, tilted his head, and said, "Mind bringing me a drink?" 15 year old whisky is fine, I'm not too picky! ”

Alvin turned his head to look at the guy, resisted the urge to straighten his neck for him, and said, "Man, it's not business hours, you'd better find a doctor to look at your neck, and you'd better go to Chinatown to find a Chinese medicine doctor."

You look like you've got a serious neck problem! ”

Dunby laughed out loud on the side!

Raymond glanced at Dunby, pursed his lips and showed a perfect smirk, and said, "I think I have to introduce myself, my name is Raymond Leddington, and I'm the one who specializes in solving problems!" I think you must have been in trouble lately, and I'm an expert at dealing with it! ”

Alvin frowned, looked at Raymond, and said in a deep voice: "I know that a bitch who gave big people ideas to make trouble for me is also called Raymond Leddington, I hope you are not alone!" ”