In the monitoring Room.


    The boss personally took Martin and the others to the monitoring room. The whole wall was covered with the real-time monitoring of the villa, and there was no blind spot.


    At this time, the boss pointed at one of the videos and said, "This side is full of videos on the racing road. In order to ensure everyone''s safety, there are specially assigned bodyguards on the racing road all the time to ensure that there will be no mistakes. Please rest assured."


    Standing in front of the monitoring desk, Martin stared at Cassandra, who was speeding, without saying a word.


    Carlos turned his head slightly and winked at the boss. The boss was also a sma


    qualified to be his opponent.


    Calvin was not stupid, but he knew better about Martin''s strength. If it weren''t for the sake of Robert, he might have tried to curry favor with Martin like everyone else. He didn''t believe that no one in the world could defeat Martin!


    On the racing track, more than a dozen motorbikes were chasing after each other.


    At the police station of West City District.


    In the meeting room.


    Arthur sat on the chair with half a cigarette between his fingers, but he didn''t smoke at all. There was a choking smell of cigarette on his body, and the ashtray on the table was filled with cigarette butts.


    "Boss..." Bettina called tentatively.