"You You said Yellow hair grinning with pain.

Nanxi expression calm, indifference swept a circle of their people, eyes locked in the roadside motorcycle, "two ring slip a circle."

Huang Mao was stunned. "Do you want to race?"

"Make a bet, I'll lose. I'll drink this box of wine! You're going to lose. Make a good apology to my friend. "

When you are in a bad mood, you should find some stimulation to release yourself!

"Yes! If I lose, I'll go down on my knees and apologize to him! But if I win, my sister will be with me tonight. "

Huang Mao's tone was frivolous. Nanxi ignored him and let go.

Huang Mao shakes his wrist and knows that Nanxi is a trainer. He is a little polite.

"I said, sister, you can think about it. No one who likes racing in Qingcheng doesn't know me. Don't cry and say I bully you when you lose!"

Nanxi looked at him with disdain, "you were not born when I was racing!"

Then he looked at Tang Wei, "are you ok?"

"I'm fine, but it's you, OK? But I haven't played for more than half a year! " Tang Wei whispered.

Nanxi is cheerful in nature. She used to like racing when her family was rich. If she had something to do, she would drive a motorcycle around. She was in a good mood!

But after the accident of nanchunheng, she went out of the house. How can she have spare money and spare time to race the car?!

"At most, the ability can't disappear."

Nanxi calls the boss's wife to check out. Huang Mao and his wife don't eat or drink any more. They drive their motorcycles to the second ring road first. Tang Wei and Nanxi take a taxi.

In the evening, there are few cars on the second ring road. There is a section of the road where cars are forbidden. It's most suitable for racing.

So in the evening, it was "contracted" by the racing club of Qingcheng. All kinds of races were held in the second ring road.

Originally, it was against the law to race on ordinary roads. In the past few years, there were many accidents because of people secretly racing.

Later, someone paid for the renovation of Qingcheng Ring Road and discussed with the government to legalize the racing car. Of course, the government also listed many rules to restrict it.

As soon as I got to Nanxi, I saw dozens of motorcycles. There should be people in the race.

Huang Mao didn't talk big. He was really an "old man" of the racing club. As soon as he appeared, he immediately became the focus. He was like a prince. Wherever he went, people would greet him first.

"Isn't maozi saying that he won't come tonight?"

A man in a black fur coat with a moustache was sitting in a more conspicuous and comfortable position, with his legs up and his cigarette in his mouth. When he saw Huang Mao, he asked.

"Today is a special day, brother. I want to use the venue..."

Huang Mao whispered a few words in the man's ear. The man narrowed his eyes and looked at Tang Wei and Nanxi. He didn't know what he said to Huang Mao. They both had evil smiles on their faces.

"Xiao Nan, I don't think so. These people are not good at it."

Tang Wei was afraid. He didn't like the dress of these men and women. The scene was very chaotic.

"Scared? Or you go back first

"Who told you I was afraid?" said Tang Wei

Huang Mao came over and said, "it's arranged. Let's make room for the next single race. For the sake of fairness, you can choose your own motorcycle and check it first."

Nanxi didn't say a word. He put his hands in his pockets and went to the direction of the motorcycle.

At a glance, she took a fancy to the big red Harley. Its body was cool and bright. Compared with the rows of dark motorcycles, it was particularly eye-catching. It was like a beautiful girl warrior, which was in line with the aesthetic of Nanxi.

In a small place like Qingcheng, if you want to find motorcycles worth hundreds of millions, you can't find them at all. This kind of low version Harley with more than 300000 is already very good.

Nanxi skilled car seriously checked the equipment, red yellow hair nodded, "on it."

"OK, the elder sister will get used to it first and come on in five minutes."

Nanxi has already put on his knee pads and is in the state of war preparation. Tang Wei is really worried and mutters to one side.

Nanxi kept silent until she went to the battlefield. She said to Tang Wei calmly, "be careful when I play."

Put down the horse's tail, shake the hair, put on the helmet, lean forward, hold the handlebar with both hands, and look ahead for the fight.

Huang Mao obviously didn't pay attention to Nanxi. He whistled and squinted at Nanxi. His face was very arrogant.

Nanxi is here to challenge tonight. Racing drivers like to watch this kind of race. It's exciting!

There was a lot of noise around. A black girl was standing between Nanxi and Huangmao, stepping on high heels of more than ten centimeters, holding a small flag over her head in her hand, and whistling in her other hand.

She stood in the middle of Nanxi and Huangmao, surrounded by a noisy crowd, obscene words never stop.

"Big breasted girls are coming out, this game is very interesting!"

"Than what? The woman on the motorcycle is a novice. It's estimated that she's Huang Mao's new girl tonight. She's on time. I don't know if we can get wet in the evening. ""Ha ha, don't worry. Huang Mao is a big spender. The younger sister he played with is not cheap. Let's wait for happiness!"

"Let's see if we can get big breasts tonight. Let's have an exciting time together."

Nanxi's expression was still calm, and the foul language did not affect her mood at all.

Holding the handlebar tightly with both hands, her eyes are focused, just like an owl in the night. With a shot, she turns the handlebar to increase the gas.

There was a buzz, and she and Huang Mao flew out at the same time

Wearing a helmet, even if the speed reaches the extreme, there is only a slight wind in my ears. Only the long hair scattered behind me is flying wildly, and the queen is full of breath.

Today, she was forced to kiss the hospital by Ji Shanglin. She was aggrieved, angry and sad.

I used to be the daughter of the richest man in Qingcheng. I lived a carefree life since I was a child, but now I have come to such an end.

Today, when Ji Shanglin forced her to kiss him, she killed him. But in the end, she could only eat Coptis and swallow all her grievances and anger.

Now she is attached to Ji Shanglin, not to her. What qualifications does she have to clamor with Ji Shanglin, even if she is wronged?

Ji Shanglin said that Ji Jingyi just lacks a mother instead of a nanny. Without her, Ji Jingyi can still live, but what if she doesn't have Ji Shanglin?

Qiao Liang, Qiao Nuan, and the old directors of Nan's company, even Nan Chunyuan and Wang Huiying Which will make her better?!

How can she save her father if she can't survive? How do you find a way to treat your mother? How to inquire about Gu Lianqing's whereabouts?

She loved the most people are not around, by the big grievance can only bear, she is like being abandoned by the world, only her thin shoulder to support the hope of living!

So What's wrong with her?!

She can't fight Ji Shanglin, otherwise she will be dead!

Not only her, but also her parents and Gu Lianqing!

This kind of cognition makes Nanxi crazy, but she has nothing to do. The most frustrating thing is helplessness. How helpless she is, how sad and aggrieved she is!

Clearly on the track can not be distracted, tears blurred her vision, she was very sad!

Who was not the fairy that mom and Dad loved?!

"Ah!!! ——”

Nanxi clenched her teeth and finally screamed out. She roared hysterically to vent her emotions.

All the grievances, anger and sadness turned into strength and ran to her hand. She turned the accelerator to the end, and the hum started. Red Harley ran like a bolt of lightning on the road.

A few meters away.

"Damn it, I'm not going to die!"

Huang Mao opened his eyes wide and insulted. It was the first time that he met such a crazy woman after racing for so many years.

"Grandma, I have to take you down tonight!"

Huang Mao also stepped on the gas and rushed forward like crazy.

The more savage a woman is, the more possessive and conquerive a man is.