Chapter 93

"Woman?" Georges Sheng expression slightly meaningful, then joked: "you let a woman to overtake the car, do you want to mix in the future?"

Yuanbao said: "it's too fast. I can't see clearly. I feel like a woman. I'm very thin."

George Sheng said, "if you don't see clearly, you can catch up. It's not that you can't catch up."

Hearing the speech, Yuanbao shook his neck a little, then stepped on the accelerator. The black car looked like a black cheetah, and instantly left the car behind him.

Qiao's car also took part in the competition. Originally, he planned to follow the busy car behind him, so he gave up immediately and didn't dare to chase. Are you kidding me, Qiao's busy is what ordinary people can watch? Don't take it too seriously.

Looking around, in addition to a Harley, a Maserati, and a Bentley on the road, they also followed a black Hyundai. The owners of Hyundai have stepped on the accelerator to the end, but they are not strong enough. They can only watch the Harley go away.

Yuanbao's driving skills are first-class. In his early years, he used to gamble with people at home and abroad. When he was the fastest, he was already side by side with the owner of Maserati. He took time to look at each other. He was a stranger.

George Sheng doesn't care who is sitting on Maserati, but he is very interested in the woman riding Harley Road King 20 meters away. This woman is not only bold, but also careful. When she enters the tunnel, she immediately turns into a low beam lamp. Unlike those drag racing people who are just looking for excitement, she doesn't care about the life and death of others, even her own.

The tunnel is a two-way traffic, the lane becomes narrow, the speed will inevitably slow down, but this is relative to four-wheel vehicles, for motorcycles, only a very small location can be like a fish in water.

Song Xi takes the lead on Harley. At present, Yuanbao has put Maserati behind. They are only ten meters away from Song Xi recently, so clearly that the license plate number can be seen.

Just give up a three meter wide position, Yuanbao can overtake and stop the owner of Harley. However, heaven forbids. There is no chance to overtake in the tunnel. They can only eat exhaust gas behind the motorcycle.

Maserati's car owner recognized Qiao's license plate number, slowed down gradually, and soon disappeared in sight, leaving only Harley and Bentley.

"If you can't catch up with a woman's Harley and you don't have to drive tomorrow, the speed of the bicycle will satisfy you," Georgeson said slowly

"There's nothing to show off about catching up," Yuanbao said

"Catch up first," said Georgeson

Yuanbao hasn't driven fast in the night city for a long time, let alone chasing a woman. As he said, winning doesn't make a long face, but losing face when losing is the key. It's hard to catch up with a tiger. I don't know where the crazy girl is. She doesn't have eyes when riding. She even dares not to ride George Sheng's car.

I always wanted to force her to stop when she got out of the tunnel, but I didn't expect that as soon as I got out of the tunnel, I saw dark green Harley changing lanes from right to left in turn. First, he didn't give her the chance to overtake, then he waited for a fork in the road and quickly turned to the fork.

Yuanbao chased after him, and the wheels and the ground made an obvious friction sound.

Previously, there was no chance to overtake, but now it's purely technology. Song Xi saw the car in pursuit from the reversing mirror. She didn't pay attention to the license plate number, but she was simply in a bad mood. Since someone deliberately provoked her, don't blame her face.

Song Xi is not familiar with the road here. She usually stays in the center of the city and seldom goes out of the Fourth Ring Road. She just drives wherever she goes with her wild strength.

George Sheng saw that Yuanbao was seriously pursuing, but he couldn't catch up for a while. He kept saying, "Hey, how about I drive it?"

Yuan Bao said in a low, calm voice: "I really want to see where she is. It's impossible that I don't know her because she rides so smoothly."

George Sheng laughs, "catch up with me and ask for her number for you."

During the day, the company held meetings, met customers to talk business, and had dinner at night. He was busy all day. George Sheng was worried about the boredom of his life and had a good time. He also wanted to see what the woman on the bus looked like and how serious yuan Baoqi was.

I don't know that from a certain place, the motorcycle has turned around from the suburbs to the city. The more it goes to the city, the more strict the main street management is. Therefore, Song Xi can only choose to go through the streets.

Her motorcycle is convenient, but Bentley of four doors is more and more inconvenient. Yuanbao also finds that Song Xi deliberately wants to get rid of them, so he honks several times in a hurry.

Song Xi's body tilted. The motorcycle tilted out of a gentle arc like a conscious one. In the twinkling of an eye, it turned into a narrow road. Yuanbao was anxious to chase after him. Georges Sheng said, "don't chase. There are alleys in front of him."

Yuanbao has no choice but to slow down his speed. He is used to being calm in ordinary days. Sometimes he is calmer than Georges Sheng. But today, he smashes the steering wheel in anger, which makes Georges Sheng laugh and say: "you don't see the license plate number, just find someone to check it."

Yuanbao is speechless. He thinks that a girl has won the movie, but he won't be laughed off?

George Sheng's Fox eyes narrowed, glanced at Yuanbao and said, "can you still open it? I can't drive it. "

Yuanbao, with a sullen face, swallows all his grievances back, turns the steering wheel slowly, and is ready to turn around and walk on the main road.

The car was only a few dozen meters away when Yuanbao's mobile phone rang. He looked at the number and got through.

A male voice came from the mobile phone and said, "brother Bao, we lost Miss Song."

Yuanbao is still expressionless, with a face, smell speech, can't help but brow light frown, asked: "how lost? She's out of the house? "

The man said: "Miss Song went out to meet her friend. Who knows that the other party prepared a Harley for her. Miss Song's car was too fast. We couldn't catch up with her when we drove Hyundai. We just lost it..."

When it comes to the end, the man's tone is full of grievances.

Yuanbao's eyes changed and he almost couldn't believe it and asked, "is it dark green Harley?"

The other side affirmative answer: "yes."

"Well, I see. Who did Miss Song meet? Did you see that?"

"It's Miss Song's friend as a policeman."

George Sheng was sitting in the back seat. He was going to watch Yuanbao, but he heard Song Xi's name from Yuanbao, and then determined the color of the motorcycle.

George Sheng is so clever that he can't think of it.

Sure enough, Yuanbao hung up and looked in the rearview mirror for the first time. He raised his lips and said, "brother Sheng, you don't need to ask someone to look for the license plate number. Song Xi's number, you know."

George Sheng couldn't laugh this time. It was Yuan Bao's turn to shake his head and say with a sigh, "I can't believe it's her."

George Sheng's handsome face was dark. Yuanbao gave a "tut" and said regretfully, "I knew you should have driven it just now, so that you wouldn't say I let it go."

George Sheng asked in a deep voice, "where is she now?"