Automotive Black Technology Chapter 603: : The second generation ancestors’ counterattack!

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Habush was arrested.

Although the police only punished him by paying a fine of 100,000 dirhams and being detained for 12 hours. But for a man of immense wealth, being imprisoned is a disgrace.

For a veteran driver of the drag racing gang, being successfully chased by a police car means that his golden status has been shattered.

This feeling is like that of a young prostitute who hangs around among hundreds of men, using her long-sleeved dance skills and exquisiteness to charm all the men while still maintaining her perfect body.

But suddenly one day, I was broken into by a homeless man when I went to the latrine.

How Habush feels now is similar to this - simply suffocating!

But it didn't take long for his deep sense of grievance to dissipate.

As for the reason...

He saw the second-generation ancestors and racing gang members he knew well in the past being sent in one by one!

"Pearl! Habush, why are you here too?"

"Yousif! Your poisonous GT also crashed? Damn it! What the **** is going on!"

"Mahmood! My brother! No way, you are a professional in playing tricks on traffic police! Why did you overturn your car today?!"

"Salim! Didn't you say last week that you had built a car that could kill all the supercars in Dubai? How..."

"Ismail! For my dearest brother! It's hard to imagine that we will meet in this place!"

……

This night, one by one, the usually arrogant second generation ancestors were carried to the prison room one after another.

It wasn't until about three o'clock in the morning that the last guy was pushed into the door of the prison cell. This guy was twisting and screaming, completely ignoring the traffic police.

"Let me out! For the sake of Pearl, you can't do this to me! Do you know who my father is? I tell you, you have got yourself into big trouble!"

"Shut up, Caliph, stop shouting."

Just when the Caliph wanted to continue his mischief, he heard a cold voice behind him, and he turned around.

This sight really silenced him.

But I was so surprised that I couldn’t close my mouth...

He was surprised to find that the racing gangsters he was familiar with were squatting in the corner of the prison room, looking at him with a look of pain on their faces.

By the dim light, the Caliph counted the numbers,

16 people!

You must know that although there are many members of the racing gang in Dubai, the core and most influential ones are only about 20 people.

And half of the more than twenty people were squatting in the corner with handcuffs!

This is undoubtedly a huge blow to Dubai’s drag racing industry!

"What the hell, why did you all get in?"

Hearing the Caliph's question, the dozen or so people in the corner remained silent.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Ahem... Caliph, don't ask such childish questions. We have discussed this matter all night before you came."

"Um? Were you also overtaken by that insanely fast car?"

Seeing everyone nodding, the Caliph immediately came over and said, "Brothers, we have to find a way!"

"What can I do? This car is too weird. At that time, my top speed reached 390 kilometers per hour, and I was able to catch up with it easily."

"Tch, what are you talking about! When I was going 420 kilometers per hour, that **** new police car was still playing a cat-and-mouse game with me overtaking me! Damn it, I really can't figure out where they are. Got the car!"

"Hey, I saw that car when I was watching the news yesterday. It was said that it broke the world speed record and set a top speed of nearly 500 kilometers per hour. But I didn't care at the time. You know, the car can run at top speeds. Time is not the criterion for judging speed, it also needs to be considered comprehensively. Now it seems that we have suffered a big loss."

"Top speed 500 kilometers per hour? Real or fake?"

"Muhamud, your question is so unnecessary. I really wonder if your parents are closely related. If it is false, how can you and I squat here?"

"Who are you talking about!? If you dare, say it again?"

These second-generation ancestors usually disagree with each other. If there is a slight dispute at this time, they will immediately rush to attack.

Habush rubbed his temples, which were a little swollen after being hungover and stimulated. Seeing that the two were about to fight, he roared.

"That's enough! For Pearl's sake! We have to think of a way!"

Among others, the Habush family is at the top of the list in Dubai. So when they saw him getting angry, the two fighting men snorted at each other and retreated to their respective corners.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Habush sighed, "My brothers, this incident tonight is really making people angry! Everyone here... everyone in Dubai is a prominent person. Now Don't you feel ashamed to be trapped in this room?

Don’t mind if I say something unpleasant. The city government now seems to be very determined to crack down on drag racing, so we should have kept a low profile for a while. But have you ever thought that as the first day of the crackdown on drag racing, the results they achieved tonight will definitely be announced to the public. Tomorrow morning, if your names or photos or even our shackled appearance are on the news, how can we still hang out in Dubai in the future? ”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present fell silent.

Before, relying on their family background, these people did not take the Traffic Police Department seriously at all.

In their view, even if they are caught, it is just a matter of making a few phone calls.

But this time it was different. Through lawyers and connections, they all got a reply that made them feel frightened - this time they were arrested and had to be detained for at least twelve hours.

They didn't dare to tell their families about this scandal, so they could only squat here.

It is no exaggeration to say that such an experience is a stain in their lives.

So when everyone heard Habush say this, after being silent for a while, they started asking questions.

"Habush, my brother, what shall we do?"

"Yes, Habush, the pearl has given you supreme wisdom and wealth, please think of a way!"

"Habush is right! This matter must not be left alone. Otherwise, where will our faces be in the future?"

Habush looked at everyone’s inquiries and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Brothers, there is a saying that goes well - if you are kicked by a donkey, you cannot lie on the ground. Instead, you must get up quickly, pick up the whip and whip the beast hard. It is not terrible for us to fall down this time. But if we swallow our anger and accept humiliation, others will laugh at us for the rest of our lives!”

"That's right!"

"Agree!"

Hearing the echoes around him, Habush smiled slightly: "Brothers, our loss this time is due to the performance of the car. You see, since the government can buy sports cars that have better performance than ours, then we can Use the same method to get the place back! Haha, everyone, are we not as rich as the Traffic Police Department?"

Everyone, look at me, and I’ll look at you.

After a while, I understood what he meant!