Seeing Hamilton constantly staring at Julius Shaw, Nancy Allen naturally knew what Hamilton was thinking.
Nancy Allen turned her head and playfully asked Julius Shaw, "Racing is dangerous. Are you afraid of danger?"
Julius Shaw slightly raised an eyebrow, those sharp eyes carrying a kind of rebellious defiance, as if to say, how could I be afraid of danger? Ridiculous.
Hamilton breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed there was no opposition.
The three of them walked towards the car together, and the people at the track were curiously looking over.
Everyone was curious about Nancy Allen. Before Nancy Allen arrived, Hamilton had boasted proudly for a long time.
Such a beauty whose driving skills and looks didn't match, the legend of Nancy Allen was well-known at this racetrack.
But no one dared to come over to greet her, not even to make a joke.
Firstly, the track had been organized by Elijah Jefferson, and secondly, the man by the beauty's side was not to be messed with.
