The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol

After leaving El Paso, the Gobi Desert around the highway began to transition into 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.

Cowboys wear high-top, wide-brimmed cowboy hats, and some also wear cloaks to protect them from the wind, sand and sun. They ride horses and drive the cattle around the pasture. They send out loud whistles from time to time, and there are also many shepherd dogs. , fluttering its short legs, galloping and jumping around the herd, working hard to help the owner work.

Jack soon felt the enthusiasm of the locals in Texas. When he stopped to refuel at a gas station in Sonora, a hot waitress stood beside his car with her small waist twisted. She was wearing denim shorts and only the top of her body. He wore a small knotted shirt that covered nothing.

"Hey, handsome guy, your car looks like it consumes a lot of gas. Do you mind taking me for a spin?"

After paying attention to the pair of peaks that were about to emerge, Jack imitated the cowboys here, lifted the cowboy hat on his head, and apologized: "Not today, my girl is waiting for me in front."

Hannah's plane landed at 5 o'clock, and now there was less than three hours left. How could he dare to waste time.

Unexpectedly, shortly after Jack got back on the road, several heavy-duty Harleys caught up with his Firebird. The waitress just now was sitting in the back seat of one of them, hugging a motorcycle enthusiast with colorful tattoos all over his body. ’, so arrogantly that he gave him the middle finger.

Then these guys started to play snaking in front of the Firebird provocatively, accompanied by strange screams and whistles.

Looking at these desperate 'motorcycle enthusiasts', Jack sighed helplessly. He was really in a hurry.

He stuck his head out of the car window and patted the door to remind the gang: "Hey, guys, be careful, the wind will get a bit strong later."

As he said this, he observed the road conditions. There were very few vehicles on this section of the road, so you could take a small wave.

Closing all the windows, Jack tapped the brakes amidst the laughter of several 'motorcycle enthusiasts', slowed down to avoid them, changed lanes, then accelerator to increase the revs, stepped on the clutch to shift gears and then stepped on the accelerator. , raising the speed to 130 miles per hour in less than three seconds.

This may be the first time the Firebird has been traveling at this speed since its birth. Before those guys could react, they felt a black shadow flash past them and disappeared in an instant.

Playing a trick on these old American 'motorcycle enthusiasts', Jack slowed down the car 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 where the Lone Star Flag is flown but not the Stars and Stripes.

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

The plan still couldn't catch up with the change, and he was stuck on the road close to the city for half an hour during the evening rush hour. When Jack arrived at the airport 10 kilometers north of downtown San Antonio, Hannah was already waiting.

When the girl returned to Texas, she put on a cowgirl outfit. When she saw him, she jumped up with a cheer and held the girl in a half circle before Jack put her down.

"OK, there are plenty of horses for you to ride when you come back here, my cowboy, what are your plans next?"

"Run to Austin for dinner, and then go back to my family's farm in the evening. Uncle Thiago 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 rights to the ranch their family owned, retaining only a small farm of 500 acres (about 2 square kilometers). A trust fund was established for the more than 1,000 W Daole obtained.

Uncle Tiago and Aunt Thiago in Hannah's mouth are an old Mexican couple who have been helping her look after the small farm after Hannah left Texas to live in LA.

So in essence, Hannah is a rich little woman and a small landowner. The nearly 3,000 acres of pasture still belongs to her in name.

Less than an hour later, Jack’s Firebird stopped in front of a restaurant called Two 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 they are dressed in the same outfit as the one Jack met at the gas station before, and they have hot bodies. They stare at the trembling double winds flaunting their flowers at the door. Welcome guests.

Maybe there was some activity on Friday. There were banners hanging under the shining neon lights, with sexy photos of several beautiful waitresses on them, 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-Davidson motorcycles.

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

"This is our Texas version of Hooters, but crazier and more fun."

Hannah was so excited that she pulled Jack forward to buy tickets to enter the venue.

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

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

"When I was a kid, my dad secretly took me here when this store first opened. Then one day, I told my mommy that I wanted to be a 'Miss Shuangfeng,' which made my dad take me there. He was chased with a shotgun and fled to the Walker family ranch."

Well, looking at the various models 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 Winds Restaurant' is more like a sports bar than a restaurant. There are not many types of food available, including several fruit pies, steaks of various flavors, French fries and burgers. The rest is a dazzling array of cold beers of various brands. .

The restaurant is large and has several bars. There are many large-screen LCD TVs hanging on the bar and the walls on both sides, playing various sports programs.

It's just after 7pm, and the sun hasn't completely set yet, but the restaurant is already bustling with activity. Except for a lot of 'motorcycle enthusiasts' wearing denim vests with holes in them and big tattoos on their arms, there are also ordinary people. There are also many citizens.

There are even many parents with their 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 was surprised to find that the group of fierce-looking 'motorcycle enthusiasts' were surprisingly comfortable.

Apart from being a bit loud and noisy, no one even smoked. Many people saw a thick cigar in their mouth, but there was not even a spark on it, and there was no wanton harassment or touching of the waitress as he imagined. Foot condition occurs.