Chapter 127

He thought it was yesterday's gang of kidnappers again, so when he was bitten by these guys, Lin Hao could only speed up and directly asked Yu Yuchen to fasten his seat belt.

Fortunately, Yu Yuchen has also experienced many such breathtaking scenes, and the whole person has become quite calm when encountering such emergencies.

However, after half of the race, he found that there were more and more sports cars on the street. Lin Hao found that something was wrong. He also recovered. He knew that he had met the second generation of underground racing cars.

I really didn't expect that after the conflict with a group of Childe brothers in the hotel, I met another wave, and I really ran into the hit criminals of the second generation of rich people.

Fortunately, these guys are quite restrained. In the main block, despite the roar of the engine, they still abide by the traffic rules, and do not make a dash.

The only bad thing is that Lin Hao was wrapped up in the motorcade while driving Maserati.

Although Lin Hao was depressed, he couldn't make a dash.

Even when he stopped at a traffic light, the owner of Hurricane Lamborghini, who was following him, called to him, "man, how about a fight?"

Although Lin Hao was a little depressed, he could only be polite. "Forget it, I'm not suitable for you young people's activities."

As soon as his words fell, Lamborghini's co pilot's girl began to sniff.

"Man, you're funny. We young people, how old are you?" The young man with white hair also said with a smile.

"Handsome boy, come on, don't look down on your girlfriend!" On the co pilot, the girl with some heavy makeup also smilingly sent out the invitation.

"Forget it, or not!" Of course, Lin Hao knows what she meant by that smile. As long as he is not an idiot, he knows that the owner of the pink Maserati he drives is a woman.

As long as it's not abnormal, there won't be a man driving a pink car.

That's why the woman specifically mentioned her girlfriend.

"Yang Ming, why are you talking so much? You don't want to invite all kinds of goods. What do you want to do if you call a little white face to join us?" When Lin Hao hesitated, the owner of the red Ferrari 488 next to him stretched out his head and began to shout.

You can imagine the provocation in the words.

"Sorry, man." The owner of Hurricane Lamborghini, who was named, looked at Lin Hao with some regrets.

"Go, win them for me!" Just when Lin Hao wants to wave his hand and reply that it doesn't matter, he suddenly hears Yu Yuchen, the co pilot, sticking out his head and directly encouraging him to join.

"Auntie, are you kidding? Our Maserati is a four seat sedan, and other people's are super runners. Even the entry-level ones are super runners. Listening to their engine sounds, it is obvious that they have been modified. There can be a comparison with them!"

As an old driver for so many years, although he didn't have his own super car, Lin Hao still knew something about the car's performance.

It's not a good chance to race these guys without preparation.

"What are you afraid of? Didn't you win that night?" Yu Yuchen said with disapproval.

"Auntie, that's running for your life. If you don't run fast, you'll die!" Lin Hao smiles bitterly.

"Then run for your life in front of me!" Yu Yuchen said naturally.

"I'll go. Even if you are the boss, you can't be so unreasonable!" Lin Hao was depressed.

"I don't care. You must win the little yellow hair just now. I feel sick when I see his arrogant appearance."

At last, Yu Yuchen began to play rogue.

"Man, I'll wait for you in front of me!" At this time, the red lights were all over, and the little white headed youth next to him called out, and then he began to blow the gas pedal. His own hurricane Lamborghini was like a hurricane, sweeping towards the front.

Then there was a roar of engines, and four or five sports cars nearby began to accelerate and rush towards the front door.

Even more exasperating is the little yellow hair of Ferrari 488. Before leaving, he also pointed up his middle finger towards Lin Hao. This is totally international gesture.

"I'm so angry with my aunt!" Before Lin Hao was talking, Yu Yuchen, next to him, began to shout.

"Auntie, do you need to be so excited?" Lin Hao also doubts.

"Nonsense, I Yu Yuchen, how can I be looked down upon by these rubbish? I have to win them." Finally Yu Yuchen said bitterly.

Well, with Ling Yingxue that woman together for a long time, this woman has also been infected, the whole person is full of fighting atmosphere.

Lin Hao had no choice but to step on the clutch, and then he began to boom the gas pedal, shift gears, and fly to the front of the Maserati GC.

At this moment, Maserati is like a cannonball, unstoppable and extremely fast.

In an instant, he left the last red Ferrari behind, and Yu Yuchen also played the role of racing girl very well, and pointed his middle finger at each other.

"Idiot!" When surpassing each other, Yu Yuchen also directly and loudly called two words to each other.Although the sound was drowned in the roar of the engine, the middle finger that she suddenly extended just now stimulated the little yellow hair, which made the other party mad.

It is estimated that the other party did not expect that Lin Hao, who was always submissive all the way, would suddenly speed up.

To tell you the truth, Lin Hao really didn't expect Yu Yuchen to have such an unrestrained side.

It's just a response to Xiao Huangmao's provocation.

In fact, Lin Hao is familiar with the road ahead. In front of him is the Binjiang bridge.

In front of Binjiang bridge is Panshan, and there is also a Panshan road in front of it. These guys must go to Panshan road for racing.

After driving for two years for a taxi, Lin Hao had a fight with a drag racing party. Lin Hao knows the most about Binjiang underground racing.

However, after all, the drag racing party he encountered before was a street gangster, racing motorcycles. However, this group of rich second generation is not the same. First, they are sports cars or super runners. The level is not at the same level.

Lin Hao really met this kind of scene for the first time.

The road section in front of Binjiang bridge is basically blocked by these guys with sports cars.

It's not the same as the traffic police who blocked the road. Their so-called road closure is to use sports cars to cross the front end of the Binjiang bridge, causing an accident, and then blocking the road section behind.

In this way, in a certain period of time, the Binjiang bridge was blocked and became the starting point of their racing car.

If it wasn't for Lin Hao who just arrived in time, he would certainly be in front of him and couldn't get in at all.

When Lin Hao followed the sports car in front of him to drive towards the riverside bridge.

More than a dozen sports cars have been arranged on this side of the bridge.

Seeing this scene, Lin Hao also felt crazy. These guys really didn't want to die. After Maserati stopped at the front end of the bridge, xiaobaitou, who had invited Lin Hao before, ran to the front of the bridge and said, "Hey, man, I knew you would come. The rules of the competition are very simple, that is, from the beginning of the bridge, go around the winding mountain road, everyone runs together, even if you run first If you win, there will be prizes, but you can interfere in the way, but you can't deliberately collide. OK, it's about to start. Congratulations

With that, he turned back to his sports car, which, in fact, was next to Maserati.

Lin Hao more or less expressed some thanks, "brother, thank you so much."

"You're welcome. Your girlfriend is very beautiful." Xiaobaitou said with a smile, and got into his sports car.

"Damn it!" Lin Hao was depressed. He was so enthusiastic that he came to Yu Yuchen.

But think about it, beautiful women, wherever they go, attract bees and butterflies. Even if the goods don't recognize Yu Yuchen as a beautiful woman, they will surely be attracted by a glance. I can't say that they are still paying dirty attention.

At the thought of this, the favor for the goods dropped rapidly.

The car is really about to start. A lot of sports cars are starting to pile up. After all, they are not racing circles. They are all wild racing cars. There are no rules. It's just like what the guy said just now. It's an extensive race.

From the beginning to the end, whoever runs fast will win.

Although that said, but the scale is still not small, the bridge on both sides of the highway stopped a lot of sports cars.

Not every guy with a sports car has the courage to play this exciting game, but watching others play, many people are still very interested.

In front of the bridge, there was also a woman with a hot figure in a leather dress. It was estimated that she was also a car model. On a cold day, she only had black silk stockings on her long legs, but she still held a small red flag in her hand.

Standing in the middle of the bridge, I don't need to know that it was the organizer who invited me here.

If the woman is not interested in this kind of thing, if not the woman.

But there are women is not the same, especially women's screams, more able to stimulate the hormone in men's body, one by one with chicken blood.

The red flag in front of the woman in leather finally waved down in the roar of a sports car.

The sports car leaning against the front is like an arrow flying out of the string.

The little white head of Hurricane Lamborghini is also very quick, Shua, jump out.

His sports car occupies a better position and starts faster. Not only is the white head fast, but also the red Ferrari 488 with small yellow hair beside him is not slow, but also rushes out in front of Maserati.

When she left, her partner also pointed her middle finger at Lin Hao.

Lin Hao just thought it funny. Fortunately, Xiao Huangmao was not an idiot. He didn't distract himself from the middle finger in the process of racing. Otherwise, it would be suicide.

"You must hurry up Yu Yuchen is a bit slow to see Lin Hao, but some are not happy.

"It's OK. I'll definitely surpass them for a while, but I'll see that we're strong, isn't it?" Lin Hao doesn't care much, but his actions are not busy at all. While speaking, Maserati flies out.