Nangintang\'s face was a little ugly, or very ugly.

If there is no problem with his memory, the car race that led to Owen\'s death is the last round of the professional modified car race!

He remembered that on the last lap of the race, Owen was overtaken by a madman inside. At a speed of 190 kilometers per hour (120 miles in the original book), he touched the bumper and died on the spot!

If Nagini has any disgusting words, the professional modified car competition can definitely rank in the top five.

Nagini\'s ugly face frightened the little Laurie. She had never seen Nagini Tang\'s face so ugly that his pale face was like a dead man.

This made her very worried and asked subconsciously, "Nagini, what\'s the matter with you? Why is your face so ugly? Don\'t scare me."

Nagini smiled reluctantly on his face. He shook his head. "Maybe I was in a hurry to eat ice cream and had a stomachache just now. I\'ll just go to the bathroom."

With that, nangintang left in Mia\'s worried eyes.

At the moment, his mind is very confused. The word professional modified car competition makes him have a bad feeling. Owen will die in a car race, and according to the normal trend, Owen will not die in this professional modified car competition.

Because after Owen\'s death, Toledo was locked up in the detention center for fighting. At that time, although MIA was a minor, she also had a certain ability to survive independently.

Therefore, it is estimated that MIA should be in Grade 8 or grade 9 at that time. (American middle schools are divided into junior middle school education: grades 7-9 and senior middle school education: grades 10-12.)

In other words, it will take three or five years before this tragedy will happen.

But I don\'t know why, after getting the news, Nagini felt inexplicably more bad.

He left school in a hurry. Toledo and Owen went to participate in the professional modified car competition. They couldn\'t contact each other at all. It\'s 1989, not 2019. There may be one landline, but the telephone is definitely a rare thing.

Nagini can\'t contact Owen and Toledo. The only thing he can do is to find Wilson and see if he has any way to contact Owen.

On the road to Los Angeles Airport, the burly Wilson drives the Ferrari he just bought on the asphalt road in Los Angeles baptized by the hot sea breeze.

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned. Judging from his expression, Wilson seemed in a good mood?

In fact, Wilson has been in a good mood recently.

When he came out of New York, he had nothing but a car and less than 100 kilograms of washing powder.

Alone in this strange city, Wilson killed the backbone of the savage club and replaced it.

In just a few months, Wilson, who had nothing at that time, now had wealth and status. In addition, he also let his relatives break free from the disease.

He is very happy and has the capital to be happy.

What he has to do now is to welcome a world-class doctor.

The other party\'s name is Edward. Although he is an underground doctor, he has been a doctor for decades and cured countless cancer patients. This time, the other party came to Los Angeles for vacation and helped Mrs. Samantha do a small operation.

Of course, Wilson has to pay a million dollars.

In 1989, what did a million dollars mean?

Hundreds of millions of dollars may be exaggerated, but in future generations, the purchasing power of one million dollars is no less than tens of millions of dollars.

This is a number enough for anyone to scold madmen, but Edward is different. Although he is not famous, his medical skills are very good. He is the top medical skill in the world and even beyond this era.

For Wilson, a million dollars is unacceptable, but Mrs. Samantha\'s life is priceless. He believes in his ability. He believes he will make countless millions, but Mrs. Samantha has only one.

Just as Wilson was about to arrive at the airport, his cell phone suddenly rang.

It was a strange number, which made Wilson frown.

Only a few people knew his mobile phone number, and the number he knew obviously did not include this number. He hesitated and finally connected the phone:

"Are you?"

At the other end of the phone, Nagini of the telephone booth breathed a sigh of relief. He hurriedly said, "Wilson, great, you can answer the phone. I\'m Nagini. Do you know the professional refitting car competition?"

The black Ferrari, elegant and tough, was like a gentle beast. Wilson\'s eyes flashed a doubt in the car. He heard Nagini\'s anxious voice and couldn\'t help but look:

"I\'m not sure. What\'s the matter? Nagini, slow down."

He took a deep breath and pressed the restlessness in his heart. Nagini flashed a touch of anxiety in his eyes: "Toledo and Owen will participate in this game today. I have a bad feeling."

Wilson frowned in the car, and a doubt flashed in his eyes: "I remember that the competition registration stopped last month?"

Although he is not interested in racing, he also knows about professional modified car races.

But he knew it because his man, the God of underground racing from New York, hunter. The other party mentioned it to him some time ago. He said he was sorry that he didn\'t participate in the professional modified car competition.

Wilson chatted casually at that time. Unexpectedly, it was hunter\'s chatter and eloquence. A pile of unknown nouns and professional terms made Wilson\'s head big.

So Wilson has some superficial understanding of the game.

According to Wilson, Owen was preparing for his bet during the registration of the professional modified car competition, so he, like hunter, would miss the game.

But after hearing Wilson\'s doubts, Nagini became more and more agitated: "this is the key to the problem! How did Owen enter the competition that has stopped signing up? I have a bad feeling, Wilson, I need your help."

Wilson was silent for a moment and finally shook his head. "I\'m sorry, Nagini. I\'m picking up a doctor at Los Angeles Airport who will cure Mrs. Samantha today."

Nagini was stunned, and a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

For him, Mrs. Samantha and Owen have the same weight in his heart. But Wilson was different. In his heart, Mrs. Samantha was irreplaceable.

But a moment later, the disappointment in Nagini\'s eyes disappeared, and he cheered up again: "it\'s all right, Wilson, I can understand. But can you help me find out the location of the game and the phone number of the organizer? I\'m in urgent need."

This time, the strong man in Ferrari was not silent. He readily promised Nagini: "of course, I have a friend who happened to participate in the game. I believe he will be willing to help you."

With a long sigh of relief, Nagini\'s eyes flashed a touch of gratitude: "thank you."

But at the other end of the phone, Wilson shook his head. "Nothing. We\'re friends, and I\'m not helping."

Facing Wilson\'s words, Nagini smiled and said sincerely, "but it\'s very helpful for me. Wilson, if you have any trouble, you can come to me at any time. Believe me, I won\'t disappoint my friends."

Wilson didn\'t care what Nagini said.

In his opinion, even if a six-year-old child has the ability, he can\'t help himself

But what he thought was different from what he said. The adult world was so complex. Wilson nodded and stopped talking about it:

"Well, do you have time now? I can ask this friend to contact the angel orphanage."

Nagini looked at the clock built in the teaching building not far away. He estimated the time in his heart: "I have time now. Half an hour, no, I will appear in the angel orphanage in 21 minutes."

304 bus is not far away. Nagini has to go to Angel orphanage.

As for class?

He can\'t control so much.