Leon narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard Dominic's offer.
He'd seen the movie — he knew this story.
This was the Fast & Furious 7 event arc.
In the original plot, Dominic's crew had killed Guo Da's younger brother.
To avenge him, Guo Da went on a rampage — armed to the teeth, blowing up everything in his path.
The problem was, Guo Da was a ghost. No one could find him.
That's when a U.S. intelligence agency stepped in. They told Dominic:
"We can help you find Guo Da — but first, you need to find a programmer."
That programmer had created a device called "God's Eye."
With God's Eye, you could hack into any electronic system in the world — computers, cars, planes, satellites — anything.
Through every connected camera, it could instantly locate any person on Earth and pull their private data.
Like a real-life version of Watch Dogs, except this wasn't a game — it was the real world.
If someone evil got hold of it, the world would be in chaos.
Banks, ATMs, defense systems — nothing would be safe.
And the only person who knew where God's Eye was hidden…
was the programmer who built it — Ramsey.
A female programmer, no less — the one that made the wildest F&F movie of all:
Cars parachuting from planes, physics thrown out the window — but it worked.
Leon had to admit: the screenwriter was insane, and the director was even crazier — but damn, it was brilliant.
Still, that was the movie.
In reality, Leon wasn't stupid.
He'd robbed Dominic's crew before — even killed some of their men.
There was no way Dominic would suddenly turn friendly and hand him a deal.
There had to be a catch.
He rubbed his chin thoughtfully, eyes narrowing.
Dominic thought Leon was hesitating because of the mission's danger, so he added quickly:
"We've got intel — the female programmer's been kidnapped to Azerbaijan, held by a warlord named Cipher.
All you have to do is rescue her. Once she's safe, you're done."
Sounds simple enough — fly to Azerbaijan, grab the hostage, leave.
But Leon knew better.
Wouldn't it be just like them to stab him in the back afterward?
Dominic wasn't part of his crew.
He had to stay alert.
Leon asked calmly, "And what do I get out of this?"
Dominic clenched his fists. "I just want Shaw dead. The rest — all yours."
Guo Da — the top-ranked assassin.
Cold, ruthless, a man who'd been hunting them relentlessly.
He was so dangerous that even Dominic's crew was living on borrowed time.
Sooner or later, one of them was going to end up in a coffin.
So now Dominic was desperate.
He'd seen Leon's power — his unmatched driving and his crew's strength.
If anyone could take down Guo Da, it was him.
Leon studied Dominic's face for a moment, then smiled faintly.
"Fine. I'll help you. But that Lykan Hypersport — it's mine."
That car was insanely rare — only seven ever built.
Worth nearly $3.4 million USD, with annual maintenance in the hundreds of thousands.
Even most billionaires couldn't afford to keep it running.
Six of them were owned by Arab royalty.
One even served as a police car in Dubai.
The final one, Leon remembered, was said to be somewhere in China's Fujian province.
Just imagining it parked in his garage made Leon's pulse quicken —
a sea of limited-edition supercars gleaming under the lights, the Lykan at the center…
A journalist's dream headline.
Yeah. He wanted that car. Badly.
System Prompt:
"New Mission Unlocked — Steal the God's Eye System and install it into the Diomas.
Reward: +1 Level, Super Surveillance, Super Navigation."
Leon's eyes lit up instantly.
Not retrieve the device for Dominic — but steal it for himself?
Now that was more like it.
Why hand over something so powerful when he could keep it?
Only kids return found money — adults just pocket it.
The mission suddenly felt a lot more interesting.
And the Lykan? That'd just be the cherry on top.
He was already getting excited.
After hashing out a few details, Leon and Dominic walked back to the crowd.
By then, the remaining racers had started arriving.
Fifth place went to AE86, driven by Takumi Fujiwara.
His cornering was flawless, but North American tracks were too straight — not his element.
Still, top five was respectable.
Sixth place: the Aston Martin Vulcan, Bond's personal ride.
Even then, AE86 had beaten a multimillion-dollar hypercar.
A proud achievement for a humble mountain racer.
Seventh: Sam Witwicky — the man who could handle Autobots but apparently not a racetrack.
Eighth:Dino, pale-faced and furious.
He'd been in prison for five years, thinking he was still a top racer.
But the world had moved on — cars evolved, technology leapt ahead.
Now his "legendary" skills were ancient history.
Even with a Koenigsegg One:1, he couldn't keep up.
His car was scratched, dented, and humiliated — a wreck compared to Leon's Diomas.
The crowd's reaction was brutal.
"Ha! He lost to a guy driving a van!"
"Trash. And he called himself a racer."
"Arrogant clown — serves him right!"
Someone even spat on his car as they walked by.
Dino trembled, face flushing from red to pale — humiliated beyond measure.
Leon and Tobey strolled over, grinning.
"Well, if it isn't the guy who called himself the world's best racer," Leon teased.
"Eighth place — not bad, right?"
Everyone knew it was sarcasm. Tobey smirked beside him.
"I mean, I only took second. Guess that makes you, what, the world's eighth-best?"
The mockery hit hard.
Five years in prison, and Dino thought he could just step back into the game.
He didn't realize how far racing tech had come — faster cars, smarter systems.
He was a relic, still living in the past.
Leon extended his hand lazily.
"So, what's it gonna be? The car keys — or cash?"
That Koenigsegg One:1 was worth nearly a hundred million yuan.
Dino didn't have that kind of money.
His face twisted.
Then —
PFFT!
He spat blood and collapsed on the spot.
Dead faint.
Pathetic.
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