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I mumbled angrily and I could see that he was trying to hide a smirk. “You cried for me? I'm emotional-” “I'll rip your throat off this instant if you don't start explaining right now.” I threatened and he raised his hands in surrender as he took a seat beside his girlfriend. “Alright, here's the easiest way to explain it. You know fast and furious? I think it was the second season or something. Where Han was in the car and it exploded. He came back in season eight without a scratch. Remember that?” Ethan asked and I just stared at him in confusion.

Cassie was as wide eyed as the rest of them and turned to catch Henry quickly avert his eyes from her. “What are you—” “Blimey, look at the time! We’d better hurry up!” Henry spoke hurriedly, desperately trying to rid off the nervousness in his voice. “Alright lover boy, let’s go,” Lucas said mildly, dragging Marcus along with him who had been rendered motionless by the then blushing Bianca Sinclair. It had all happened so fast. The super car thief was racing down an avenue in Midtown in his Devel Sixteen when he suddenly stepped on the breaks, the car’s wheels squealing hard before the car finally came to a halt.

In the garage there was a Bugatti Veyron super sport, Lamborghini Gallardo Rx Spyder, Porsche, Koenigsegg Agera R and the SSC Ultimate Aero- the second fastest car in the world. When we entered I pulled a chair and demanded Alec to sit. At the moment, I felt murderous. The urge to torture Alec in such a compromising situation was really starting to take over my thoughts. I smiled evilly at my thoughts. "W-why is she smiling like that?" Alec asked in fright, scooting away from me and looking frantically between Kyle and I. Kyle gave me a confused look and Alec gulped. “Okay son tell me what you know.” I said to Alec.

he said and I complied, linking my arms around his stomach. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * BLAKE’s POV : I was speeding like damn Paul Walker in the Fast and Furious movies. Ignoring all the red lights, my Audi was roaring through the streets. All the while, I kept my eye out for any sign of Taya. I had been driving for about fifteen minutes before I turned around, so Taya was still probably somewhere around the place I left her last.

Gold rimmed wheels and defined and distinct shapes on the exterior. Next to it is a shiny black Ferrari SF90, going at a speed of 211mph. A black and red exterior and less distinct features on the exterior but it's still a fascinating car. I give Xander a smirk, "I call the Lambo," He laughs like he expected my reaction. Xander takes a step toward and cups my face, "I want you to be careful okay?" He asks looking deep into my eyes to emphasize his seriousness. I nod, he smiles and places a kiss on my nose, "good girl, because I really don't want you to crash my car," he jokes, I laugh and he joins me.

Now move to the back I quickly moved to the back seat and he winded down the window from the seat I just came from. He pointed the gun out and began to drive really fast. By this time, bullets were raining on our car. This is no longer a brother-sister drive. It's Fast and Furious

As the loud, powerful car started to pass me on the left, I could see it was a bright red Bugatti, one of the fastest cars ever made. The tinted window rolled down. Nathan was in the driver's seat, and Nina was in the passenger seat. Nathan gunned the engine and, staying in the left lane, sped past the white van, did a hard 90° right turn, and stopped, blocking the road. Nina leaned out the window. She leveled the gun at the van. A loud squeal pierced the air, and the smell of burning rubber flooded my nostrils as the van hit the brakes hard, desperately trying to slow down before hitting the red Bugatti.

Fast and furious was the complete opposite of her usual self. There was no speed limit, and there were fewer vehicles on the road, so she could drive at the car's full potential. A car sped up, trying to take over her. She didn't slow down and forced it to return to its place instead. When she took over three cars, the other party was so frightened that they broke into a cold sweat. On the contrary, she was wearing a happy smile. Warren thought to himself, "Crazy woman." The car was pulled over by the beach, where the snowflakes danced along the sea breeze.

The three cars were all luxury cars. The leading one was a red Ferrari, the one on the right was a Ford Raptor, and the one on the left was a Mercedes-Benz G. With Yang Xiao's eyesight, he could tell at a glance that all three cars had been modified, and their explosive power was amazing. At the edge of the crisis, Yang Xiao did not hesitate. She quickly hung up, stepped on the gas pedal, and turned the steering wheel. The Beetle, relying on its petite body, shot out of between the red Ferrari and the Ford Raptor.

On the screen, the black 86 had its tires in the gutter by the side. The car slanted, the tires rapidly spinning against the road. The friction resulted in plumes of white smoke, and the tires began to shriek as well! It took him slightly over two seconds! The car did not slow down at all! It simply lurched forth and left Finn’s Ferrari far behind! The whole action was quick and elegant! The cheers were abruptly silenced! Everyone was stunned speechless!