Eight Hundred and Sixtieth Chapters Fast and Furious

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Hearing Miranda's request, Eric did not refuse, but just asked, "Now, where are you going?"

Miranda said excitedly: "We, um, we can go north on Highway 1, preferably to San Francisco, I haven't been to San Francisco yet. ! Novel Network"

"Do you think the car can run on that road? By the time we get to San Francisco, it might be midnight," Eric shook his head and smiled.

The highway Miranda was talking about was California's Pacific Rim Highway 1, which runs through California along the Pacific coast. The name of this road sounds very atmospheric at first glance, but it is actually just a small two-lane asphalt, and the road conditions are not very good, let alone sports cars, ordinary cars run on it at a speed, and it is impossible to experience anything. The joy of driving.

"Then," Miranda tilted her head and thought for a while, her eyes suddenly lit up, she wrapped her arms around Eric's neck tighter, and said, "Can we go to Las Vegas? I heard from my classmates. , it takes just over three hours to drive from Los Angeles to Las Vegas.”

Eric felt that Miranda's soft body was coming close again, and he didn't bother to push it away. At this time, Miranda had changed out of her morning tennis clothes and chose a small t-shirt and short hot pants that showed her navel, exuding a youthful and invincible atmosphere.

Feeling the faint body fragrance coming from the girl, Eric also considered it in his heart.

After returning from New York, he worked continuously for more than half a month, and then went to Maryland. Although it was to attend Chris's wedding, because all the executives in the Firefly system would gather together, it would certainly not be much easier. . So, taking this opportunity to relax is also a good choice. What's more, it's still a drive. The last time Eric refused to drive Cindy's Maserati in New York, Eric realized that he was even out of touch with normal life. In any case, Eric definitely didn't want to be a big business. But he imprisoned himself among those who could not move.

Quickly making a decision, Eric reached out and patted Miranda's little buttocks and said, "Okay, go to Las Vegas."

"Wow, Eric, I love you so much," Miranda almost jumped up in excitement, leaned over and kissed Eric on the face a few times.

Eric pushed the excited girl away and said, "Okay, come down first, I'll make a few calls to make arrangements."

Since it was temporarily decided to go to Las Vegas, Eric will fly from there to Maryland tomorrow. This matter must be communicated with the assistant who is in charge of arranging his itinerary. In addition, although it is only for one night, the entertainment accommodation is even Minor things like security definitely need to be arranged in advance as well.

After several consecutive phone calls, Eric inevitably smiled a little self-deprecatingly, got up and said to Miranda and Christina, "Okay, let's go."

Miranda immediately came over and held Eric's arm, and Christina couldn't hide her excitement and followed Eric.

The three of them came to the bottom garage together. Eric's bodyguards were already preparing, and they would drive there together.

Miranda swept around dozens of luxury cars with eyes full of little stars, and then rushed towards a pure black Lamborghini ghost, clumsily trying to open the car door, but unsuccessful, and the girl was not embarrassed, she turned her head and said: "Eric, this one, shall we drive this car?"

Eric shook his head and said, "This is a two-seater, we can have three of us."

Miranda knew that it was impossible to get rid of Christina, and looked at the other cars in disappointment. The spacious underground garage could accommodate at least thirty luxury cars of all kinds, but all the sports cars in the innermost row were basically two-seater. Miranda didn't want to take those old-fashioned Bentley Rolls-Royces and the like. She rolled her eyes, and the girl tentatively pointed to the bodyguards and said, "Christina can take their car."

Christina couldn't bear it any longer.

Is it okay to be bullied when I'm young? I was about to say something when I suddenly stopped, with a smug smile on my face, took out a card from my small satchel and waved it at Miranda in demonstration, and then looked at Ai Rick, said: "Eric, in fact, I have already got my driver's license."

Eric took a look at Christina's driver's license with a smile, and said, "When did you learn to drive?"

"I started learning secretly very early. I got my driver's license not long after my sixteenth birthday," Christina said, adding: "Now my mother is very relieved to let me drive the Chevrolet at home alone. ."

"Okay," Eric smiled, pointed around, and said, "Pick one that you can drive yourself."

Ignoring Miranda's depressed expression, Christina deliberately walked past her, came to a purple Lamborghini, patted the hood lightly, and said, "Eric, can I drive this? ?"

Eric looked at the purple Lamborghini, which was given to him by Lamborghini after the filming of "Pretty Woman", but Eric has basically never touched it again in these years, except for routine maintenance, this car Cars rarely even leave the garage again.

In fact, most of the luxury cars in the garage are like this. The girl also buys some new models every three days. Perhaps the biggest role of these luxury cars is just to fill the garage and make people look pleasing.

Eric also walked over and said, "Lamborghini and Chevrolet are different, let's choose another car."

"I know how to drive," Christina hesitated, stuck out her tongue, and said, "I did it two years ago, and Drew let me drive."

Eric was suddenly speechless, but remembered that before meeting him, the girl had a glorious deed of driving away from home at the age of twelve, and it seemed that this matter was not so out of place.

Eric finally agreed and said, "Okay, but you are not allowed to drive faster than me on the road."

Even so, Eric was still not at ease. After all, Christina was only 16 years old. In the end, Eric asked his bodyguard captain, Carter Moen, to sit in Christina's co-pilot to look after him, and everyone set off together. A group of seven people, including two Lamborghinis and two Range Rovers, took more than an hour after leaving Malibu to reach Highway 15, which leads directly to Las Vegas.

Although it took a little more time to pass through downtown Los Angeles, it was less than four o'clock after getting on the highway, and there were only 300 kilometers left from Las Vegas. Able to reach Las Vegas.

Highway 15 is a very spacious six-lane road. There are no ravines on both sides of the road, but the Gobi Desert as far as the eye can see. Therefore, the safety is very guaranteed. If there are fewer vehicles on the road, it is simply a paradise for racing drivers.

Eric gradually recovered his hand when he passed through downtown Los Angeles. After driving into the highway, he also began to let go of his hands and feet. In some areas with few vehicles, he even went as fast as 200 kilometers. Su's surge of excitement also made him understand why so many people like drag racing.

When Eric was surprised, Christina drove the purple Lamborghini to follow Eric's car at any time, occasionally running side by side, pressing the window, and playing naughty toward the passenger seated in the front seat. With a depressed face, Miranda stuck out her little tongue. Obviously, if it wasn't for Eric's restriction, this girl's speed would definitely be more than that. This made Eric realize that the girl's inconsistency in private is definitely far beyond his imagination. What a well-behaved girl, she was taught to become a speed girl.

Running all the way, just after six o'clock, the group has reached a small town on the border of Nevada.

Everyone stopped to refuel and took a short rest. Eric didn’t get off the car and let the bodyguards operate outside. Miranda, who was sitting in the co-pilot, got out of the car and walked around for a while. When he came back, he started pulling Eric. Ke's arm acted like a spoiled child: "Eric, it's not far from Las Vegas. Will you let me drive for a while later? I'll watch it."

Eric hung up the phone and shook his head with a smile: "This is not good, don't even think about it."

"But Christina will be driving a car two years ago, when she's the same age as me."

"If I knew about this, she would definitely not be now," Eric shook his head again, smiled and reassured: "Okay, don't make trouble, I just got a call tonight, David Copperfield Er will perform magic at Caesars Palace, and the assistant has already reserved a box for us."

Before Miranda could answer, on the window next to Eric, Christina leaned over with her small head and said excitedly, "David Copperfield, is that the guy who made the plane disappear?"

"Yeah," Eric couldn't help pinching Christina's rosy cheeks from racing all the way, and said, "I haven't told you about you, Lamborghini is so slippery, there must have been no traffic violations before. rule."

"Haha," Christina pressed her face against Eric's palm and rubbed flatteringly: "Then, Eric, you can punish me at night."

Eric smiled and said, "Of course, you can't even run away."

"Hey, you think I don't exist," Miranda quickly glanced at Christina dissatisfiedly: "Why don't I punish you together at night."

Christina directly chose to ignore Miranda's words. Anyway, the other party treated her the same way in the morning, and continued to Eric: "Eric, I just suddenly thought, why don't you make a racing movie, it must be cool Woolen cloth."

Eric was stunned, the name of a movie flashed into his mind almost immediately, "Fast and Furious", how could he forget this classic series. Before his rebirth, the "Fast and Furious" series had already filmed the sixth film, and there was no intention to stop. Such tenacious vitality also proved that this series can bring enough profits for the film company.

Reaching out and picking Christina's face over and kissing it fiercely, Eric said, "You reminded me of this, and I will reward you at night."

Christina just said it casually, I didn't expect Eric to react so much, but the result of this inadvertent intervention also made the girl very happy, and said: "Then, Eric, let me play a role when the time comes. it is good?"

"Okay," Eric nodded and said, "If there is a suitable role, I will definitely let you try it, um, maybe you can also let your role in "Casino Royale" be linked to this film. ."

"Speed ​​​​and Passion" also involves a large number of secret agent elements. Although Christina's role in "Casino Royale" is not a front-line angel performing tasks, it is easy to link up with "Fast and Furious".

The thinking continued to diverge, and Eric immediately came up with a lot of ideas to combine "The Fast and the Furious" with the Agent Cinematic Universe. Moreover, this drag racing series can also enrich the entertainment elements of the Agent Cinematic Universe. After all, in the top agent confrontation At the same time as the evil forces, occasionally interspersed with a fast racing car that makes people adrenaline surge, it can also greatly relieve the aesthetic fatigue caused by the simple agent movie.

Seeing that Eric was thinking, Christina obediently didn't bother any more, but just proudly showed her eyes to Miranda, who was sitting in the co-pilot.

It wasn't until the bodyguard came to remind that everything was ready, and the group went on the road again.

At around 7:20 in the evening, the sun had just sunk into the horizon, and four cars finally pulled into the underground parking lot of the Caesars Palace Hotel in downtown Las Vegas.

As soon as Eric parked the car, he saw a middle-aged man in his 40s running over diligently and took the initiative to help him open the car door.

"Mr. Williams, it's a pleasure to have you at the Caesars Palace Hotel. I'm the manager here, Rich Black."

Eric stretched out his hand and shook it, and said with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Black."

Rich Blake patiently waited for the people in the other cars to get off. Seeing that Miranda and Christina were next to Eric, their expressions did not change. "Come with me, the room is ready for you."

Eric was not surprised by Rich Black's hospitality. His current status and status are completely worthy of this, not to mention that he was staying at the Caesars Palace Hotel for the first time, so the other party would naturally pay more attention to it. On the contrary, Miranda, who seemed to be very detached, held Eric's arm a little cautiously, and her eyes were a little less restless, while Christina followed Eric obediently.

Since he was staying in the hotel, the bodyguards naturally didn't need to be with him at all times. Rich Black asked the waiter who followed him to lead a few bodyguards to the guest room, led Eric and the two girls into the special elevator, and pressed the button. , and then said nonchalantly again: "Mr. Williams, David Copperfield's performance starts at eight o'clock. Do you want to eat first?"

"Well," Eric nodded, feeling Miranda sticking to his body, smiled, and said, "In addition, help the two of them prepare some clothes."

Compared with Eric's more formal shirts and slacks, the two girls are still wearing small t-shirts and denim shorts. Even compared with the luxurious elevator decoration in front of them, they look out of place. It is no wonder that the two girls are restrained. stand up.

"Of course it's fine," Rich Black nodded, then looked at Miranda and Christina a little, and then whispered a few words to the assistant beside him. (To be continued.)

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