Cars 3 Lightning Mcqueen Doc Hudson の小説・ストーリー

Forty-five minutes later, the sun had gone down and a car roared outside the hanger. A red Bugatti whipped into the hanger. “Well, look who it is,” Damien quipped. “Who?” Chelsea asked as she stared at the Bugatti. “You’ll see soon enough,” Derek said. The door opened and Trevor Hudson emerged. “Evening, wannabe racers.” “Wannabe?” the men repeated with slight insult. Trevor laughed as he jogged to them. He was wearing a light yellow polo shirt and black jeans. “Chelsea, I see Derek finally brought you out here to meet the natives.”

Hudson was a beast. A loud thud echoed through the car. One of Marcus's bodyguards had realized something was wrong. He was outside, furiously knocking on the car door and trying to smash the window open with his heavy flashlight. A bright spark of hope lit up in Marcus's eyes. He looked at his guard, opening his mouth to scream for help. But then Marcus noticed the flashlight wasn't even leaving a scratch on the window. The glass was entirely bulletproof. No one was coming to save him.

“You didn’t complain.” “I really don’t want to know,” Jake said, and started his engine. “Don’t hesitate to use our numbers, Wrath. You’ve got friends here now,” Hudson said. He lifted his hand in a wave and drove away from the huge mansion. The gates closed behind him with a solid thud, and he headed back the way he came. He drove past the gas station, the SUV still standing where he’d left it. It looked undisturbed and he wondered how long it would take for someone to find the Chinese man’s body.

Help drove by us in the form of a black pickup truck, with Nero and four other guards who were grimly holding onto shovels in the back cab. After our bit of crazy fun, Hollis was in an excellent mood. "So the car is three million dollars?" I utilized that slight opening to pry. "Approximately. Shipping f*e and other charges." "I'm so sorry." "It's fine. I actually had fun." "Three million dollars is a huge sum of money." I added and he offered a nod. "So you agree?" He turned to me, a quizzical expression clouded his face. "You agree that three million dollars is a huge sum of money."

Harmonia reassured Hector. Hector nodded and said, “I heard that there’s a Shelby at the new car exhibition in Zone A of Nilus Square. I’ll buy one for you to play with.” “I already have a lot of cars, Hector.” “But you don’t have a Shelby. It only takes 2.78 seconds for you to hit a speed of a hundred! I want to try it.” “I’ll buy it for you, then!” Harmonia handed a bank card over to Hector immediately. Hector smiled and pushed it back with a smile as he said, “Monia, you’ve worked hard, so I should buy a car to reward you.”

She smiled, “Good. I’m glad you’re better.” I asked, “So, did you all decide on what kind of vehicle we are getting?” Lena grinned widely, “Dad bought a 2023 Dodge Ram 3500. It’s blue, but not a bright blue. More like a Midnight Blue with a bit of sparkle to it. It looks like a night sky full of stars, mom.”

While he was, waiting for what the maiden would say. "O-okay, take me." It was as if she were dancing in heaven with great joy! He almost shouted but he remained calm. He just nodded and guided the girl to her car while the loud screams of her three friends in the back. They were still cheering and he was thankful that Theon and Zyd Caiden were gone. It's even more chaotic when they're completely friends and Hudson's cousin Theon joins force. Exactly closing the car, he looked up and looked at it in the rear view mirror. He caught it staring at him and quickly regained his gaze. Her cheeks turned pink and she pretended to have a cellphone call.

It was really hard on her. But she bounced back. We all did. It took time, but we did it. I can't help but think Miles' return, may affect us all, though. Both Finn and I had our own cars, but he insists on driving his every day, because it's much "cooler", even though we have the exact same car. We both had 2013 Mitsubishi Lancer's. Mine is electric blue, his a striking black. I must admit, he has put some good mods on it. His windows are darker, his car is lower, his car is louder, his speakers are better, his seats are... Okay, fine, his car is slightly, a bit cooler.

I said as I smirked, flooring it and trying to catch up to Mikkinol and Ace. “Happy? Girl, I'm naming my child after you!.” Alice cheered from the other line. The remaining two cars behind me sped up, until I had one on both sides of me: a red Tesla roadster on my right and a light blue Mercedes AMG GT on my left. They both merged towards me at the same time, slamming into my truck and sandwiching me in between them. “Shit.” I breathed as the cars pulled away and slammed into me again. “Amore, are you okay?!” Ace said frantically through my earpiece.

“It’s past midnight. We’ll go in the morning.” By sunrise, Damon was already dragging Johnson out of bed. “Freshen up. Now.” As they headed out, Lilian caught them near the door. “Where are you two going so early?” “Business, Mom,” Damon said quickly, already walking away. “I’ll be back—later. Maybe.” “Bonjour, madame!” Johnson shouted, waving enthusiastically. At the parking lot, Damon reached for the Cybertruck. “Not my car!” Johnson whined. “Take another one.”