The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 146 Twin Peaks Restaurant
After leaving El Paso, the Gobi desert around the road began to transition to the plains. In the afternoon, we passed Sonora, a small city less than 200 miles away from San Antonio, surrounded by endless green plains and large forests.

The cowboys wore tall and wide-brimmed cowboy hats, and some wore cloaks to resist the wind, sand and sun. They rode horses and drove the cattle to wander in the pasture. , fluttering short legs, galloping and jumping around the herd of cattle, helping the owner hard.

Jack quickly felt the enthusiasm of the locals in Texas. When he stopped to refuel at a gas station in Sonora, a hot waitress stood next to his car with a small waist. She was wearing denim shorts and her upper body was only A knotted little shirt that can't hide anything.

"Hey, handsome guy, your car looks like a gas guzzler, would you mind taking me for a ride?"

Paying attention to the pair of peaks that were about to come out, Jack imitated the cowboy here, lifted the cowboy hat on his head, and apologized: "I can't do it today, my girl is waiting for me in front."

Hannah's plane landed at 5 o'clock, and it was less than three hours away, so he dared not waste time.

Unexpectedly, shortly after Jack was on the road again, several heavy-duty Harleys caught up with his Firebird. The waitress was sitting in the back seat of one of them, holding a motorcycle enthusiast with gaudy tattoos all over her arms. ', arrogantly gave him a middle finger.

Then these guys played snakes provocatively in front of the Firebird car, accompanied by strange calls and whistles.

Looking at these "motorcycle enthusiasts" who did not know how to live or die, Jack sighed helplessly, he was really in a hurry.

He poked his head out of the car window and patted on the car door to remind the gang to pay attention: "Hey, guys, be careful, the downwind will be a bit strong."

As he spoke, he observed the road conditions. There were very few vehicles on this section of the road, so you can take a ride.

With all the windows closed, Jack lightly tapped the brakes amid the ridicule of several 'motorcycle enthusiasts', slowed down to avoid them, changed a lane, then accelerated the speed, stepped on the clutch to shift gears, and then stepped on the gas pedal , bringing the car up to 130 mph in less than three seconds.

This may be the first time since the Firebird was born that it was driving at this speed. Before those guys could react, they felt a black shadow flash past and disappeared instantly.

Playing on these old-fashioned 'motorcycle enthusiasts', Jack slowed the speed back to 80 miles per hour. He didn't want to provoke the highway patrol here. Texas is the most independent state in the beautiful country. There are many places that fly the Lone Star flag but not the Stars and Stripes.

Even if he has an FBI certificate in the future, it may not be easy to use here, and he may be specifically targeted.

The plan still couldn't keep up with the changes, and was blocked for half an hour by the evening rush hour on the road approaching the urban area. When Jack arrived at the airport 10 kilometers north of downtown San Antonio, Hannah was already waiting.

When the little girl returned to Texas, she changed into a cowgirl outfit. When she saw him, she cheered and jumped up, and hugged the little girl for half a circle before Jack put her down.

"OK, there are plenty of horses for you to ride back here, my cowboy, what's your plan next?"

"Rush to Austin for dinner and back to my family's farm in the evening, Uncle and Aunt Thiago are ready to welcome us."

After experiencing a series of unfortunate encounters that year, Zoe's parents helped Hannah sell the 50-year management right of the ranch owned by their family, leaving only a 500-acre (about 2 square kilometers) small farm. With more than 1000 W Dao Le, a trust fund was established.

The uncle and aunt Tiago mentioned by Hannah are an old couple of Mexican origin. After Hannah left Texas to live in LA, they have been helping her guard the small farm.

So in essence, Hannah is a little rich woman and a small landowner. The nearly 3000-acre pasture still belongs to her in name.

Less than an hour later, Jack's Firebird stopped at the door of a restaurant called 'Twin Winds' in Austin.

"Are you sure this is a restaurant and not a strip club?"

This restaurant is just like its name, the waitresses at the door are all wearing bikinis, or the same attire as the one Jack met at the gas station before, and they have hot bodies, staring at the trembling double winds at the door. Greet guests.

Maybe there was something going on on Friday, and there were banners hanging under the shiny neon lights with sexy photos of several beautiful waitresses, which seemed to be a beauty pageant.

The parking lot in front of the restaurant was already packed, and almost half of the space was occupied by dozens of heavy-duty Harley motorcycles.

Jack had no choice but to park the Firebird in the parking lot of a nearby shopping mall.

"This is our Texas equivalent of Hooters, but crazier and more fun than that."

Hannah was so excited that she pulled Jack to buy a ticket and enter the arena.

"Okay, Hooters, I know, but why do we have to buy tickets to eat here?"

Hannah pointed to the large banners with beautiful girls on them, "Because the 'Miss Twin Winds' contest is held here every year, and it happened to be the preliminary round recently, and the winners selected by the branches in each region will go to Arlington to participate in the general competition. finals."

"When this store first opened when I was a child, my daddy secretly took me here. Then one day, I told my mommy that I wanted to be a 'Miss Double Wind', which caused my daddy to be picked up by my mommy. Hunted down with a shotgun and fled to the Walker's ranch."

Well, looking at all the "mountains" starting from E, to F, G and even more exaggerated models, Jack silently gave a thumbs up to his father-in-law in heaven.

'Double Wind Restaurant' is not so much a restaurant, but its style is closer to a sports bar. There are not many types of food, several kinds of fruit pies, steaks of various flavors, French fries and burgers, and the rest is a dazzling array of cold beer of various brands .

The restaurant has a large area and several bars are set up. Many large-screen LCD TVs are hung on the bars and the walls on both sides, playing various sports programs.

It's just after 7pm, the sun hasn't fully set yet, but the restaurant is already bustling, except for a bunch of 'motorcycle enthusiasts' wearing denim vests full of holes and big tattoos on their arms, ordinary clothes There are also many citizens.

There are even quite a few parents with children, which shows that the folk customs in Texas are indeed not ordinary 'simple'.

After ordering a Tomahawk steak, french fries and two bottles of Budweiser, Jack looked around and unexpectedly found that the group of 'motorcycle enthusiasts' who looked very fierce were surprisingly calm.

Except for a slightly loud voice and some noise, no one even smoked. Many people looked at a thick cigar in their mouths, but there was not even a spark on it, and there was no wanton harassment of the waitress as he imagined. Foot situation occurs.

(End of this chapter)