After getting off the bus, these people did not look at Zhao Ziyang, but walked forward under the leadership of the leader, quite aura.

The leader was about thirty years old, wearing casual clothes, always had a faint smile on his face, his hair was meticulous, and his fair face looked elegant.

This is the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, his name is Lu Dilong, and he founded the Black Tiger Gang. The gang was named the Black Tiger Gang, mainly because they wanted to achieve a situation where the dragon is dominating the tiger, and its appetite is definitely not small.

Seeing Lu Dilong's appearance, Zhao Ziyang shook his head gently.

If measured by normal people, Lu Dilong can definitely be called a dragon among people. The magnanimity he shows alone is not something ordinary people can possess. The fact that he can conquer the world in Chinatown despite the oppression of the old gang is enough to prove that he is a person.

The outstanding personality charm he possesses.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the once-a-month speed trip has begun again!" A young man in the shape of a Beatles stood on a RV with a microphone and shouted loudly. He waved his right hand and roared passionately.

: "Let's have a party, oh woo..."

Along with the opening ceremony-like words, heavy metal music played, and the men and women below shouted loudly, with deep excitement on their faces. They took off the masks they wore during the day, and showed their excited side without any covering.

Come out and be your true self.

The roar of the engine started, and several sports cars slowly walked to the center of the road, indicating that the high-speed journey was about to begin.

"Speed ​​is our life, speed is the driving force for our lives. Today we have gathered the top drivers of the past and present, and they will write a new chapter for speed." The Beatles said to the crowd enthusiastically, reaching out to hold a

The extremely enchanting and sexy girl pulled up the RV, patted the girl's butt gently and said: "Today's champion will enjoy the favor of McLaren's famous car model Audrey. Warriors, are you ready? Hahahaha

…”

As she spoke, the car model named Audrey twisted her body slightly, and moved her right hand across her body, which was only wearing shorts and a vest, with a seductive look on her face.

It is undeniable that she is a beauty, and her devilish figure alone is enough to make any man feel excited.

This is just the first game. The reward for winning the first game is a charming beauty. How can we not make people excited?

"This beauty is mine, hahaha..." A bearded man wearing a racer's uniform smiled openly and gave Audrey a hard push on the crotch, making a provocative and obscene move.

"NO! NO! NO!" Another young rider with shawl blond hair shook his hand and said to the bearded man: "I should accompany Audrey to spend the good time tonight. Michael, you are just a barbarian.

I don’t even know how to cherish a woman’s beauty.”

"Hey, let's see, you're going to lose today, hahaha..." The bearded man laughed unconcernedly and got into his car.

The competition is about to begin, the prizes have been displayed, there are no more unnecessary words.

Several charming girls in three-point suits got into a sports car each. They were all here to vent their emotions, and they had to be selected before they could taste the feeling of top speed with the driver.

In other words, even if these drivers do not win the championship, they will not be lonely, provided that they can appreciate the girls around them.

"London changes cities, and the first one back is the champion!" The Beatles explained the rules simply and clearly, signaling the countdown.

Four sports cars were parked side by side on the road. The sound of the engines and the smell of rubber as the tires rubbed against the ground greatly stimulated the crowd's sensory systems. They all screamed in unison, looking forward to the start of the race.

In front of each sports car stands a racing girl holding a placard, which is not much different from the regular F1 racing car, a combination of speed and beauty.

A staff member organizing the race stood in the center of the venue holding a red flag, waiting for the last second of the countdown to arrive.

"The last thirty seconds!" the Beatles shouted.

From the position of the racing girl, the friction between the tires of the four sports cars and the ground became more intense, and a puff of smoke came out, showing a huge amount of momentum.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven... one!"

As one shouted out, the staff member holding the red flag threw down the red flag in his hand. The moment the red flag was thrown down, four sports cars roared out like wild horses, and the roar was deafening, making the entire venue boil in an instant.

"oh!……"

"Ah!...Come on Jones!..."

"..."

The extreme sense of speed made these people roar like they were on stimulants. They all had their own idols in their hearts, but whether their idols won or lost was not that important. What was important was this feeling.

Zhao Ziyang, who was standing next to the car with Linghu, also felt an unspeakable sense of boiling. The blood in his body surged out as the car left. Only then did he realize why the car was so attractive. Not only were there so many

Surrounded by beauties, it is because this environment can make people have an uncontrollable impulse and a way of seeking themselves at a fast pace.

"Special Forces, you seem very excited?" Linghu winked mischievously at Zhao Ziyang, still holding his arms with both hands.

"Exciting!" Zhao Ziyang nodded and said to Linghu: "Exciting, a game played by men."

"Wrong!" Linghu stretched out a finger and shook it and said to him: "Women play crazier than men."

Also, once a man's game is played obsessively by a woman, I am afraid that all men will be at a disadvantage, such as rights.

At this time, Zhao Ziyang saw Angel talking and laughing with a gentleman-like man, and the man even put his hand on Angel's shoulder.

Zhao Ziyang turned his eyes when he saw this scene, but as soon as he turned his eyes, he broke away from Linghu's arm and strode forward.

"Angel, you are in a good mood today." Zhao Ziyang smiled at Angel, stretched out his hand to the gentleman and said, "Hello, nice to meet you."

The gentleman was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhao Ziyang walking over rashly. He casually smiled and took off the hand on Angel's shoulder and shook it with Zhao Ziyang.

"Hello, nice to meet you too."

This is etiquette and necessary understanding.

Seeing Zhao Ziyang in front of her, Angel smiled and skillfully got away from the gentleman.

"We are all friends. You can chat. I'm thirsty." After Angel finished speaking, she walked to one side, leaving space for the two men.

"Haha, why don't we talk about something more useful, such as..." Zhao Ziyang pointed at Angel who was walking towards the spirit fox, and also pointed at the beautiful spirit fox.

The gentleman smiled, showing a smile that all men understand, and walked towards the empty space next to the highway at Zhao Ziyang's invitation.

With a "bang" sound, Zhao Ziyang's fist hit the gentleman's face hard, knocking him over and fainting.

"Damn it, you don't have good eyesight when trying to pick up girls!" Zhao Ziyang cursed fiercely, straightened his clothes, and walked out with a smile on his face.

But when he walked out, he saw An Qier striking up a conversation with a man again, with a sweet smile on her face and a pair of jewel-like eyes with ecstasy. When she saw Zhao Ziyang walking over, the corners of her mouth raised slightly,

It's a bit like smiling but not smiling.

Zhao Ziyang, who knocked down a blind guy, walked over and greeted the man again in the same trick, then lured him to the side of the road and knocked him down with a punch.

When he walked out, he once again found Angel laughing with another man, letting the man hold her soft waist without any problem.

This is not the most troubling thing. The most troubling thing is that Linghu also hooked up with a man.

Zhao Ziyang slapped his head hard and shuttled between Angel and Linghu, constantly luring these guys aside and knocking them unconscious. As for those who were difficult to deal with, Zhao Ziyang did not hesitate to throw out the temptation of threesomes. Anyway, he defeated each one less.

.

Angel had never smiled so brightly at him, and Zhao Ziyang felt a little sour in his heart. If he had the ability, a sour man would definitely choose the simplest and most brutal way.

With a "bang" sound, Zhao Ziyang knocked a tall British guy to the ground with another punch and threw him to the ground.

There were more than a dozen well-dressed scum lying on the ground. Zhao Ziyang was so tired that he was sweating. No one could stand the tossing back and forth, but Angel and Linghu seemed to be competing with each other, trying to chat up the man. Zhao Ziyang was so angry that he just wanted to

Scolding mother.

"Angel, that's enough!" Zhao Ziyang wiped the sweat from his forehead, rubbed his nose and discussed with Angel: "Stop making trouble, okay?"

"Special Forces!" An Qier glared at Zhao Ziyang and growled: "If you have nothing to do, you can go pick up girls and don't mind my personal affairs. You have no right to stop me from any man I like."

Zhao Ziyang, who was frustrated by the encounter, became angry. Just as he was about to hug Angel, he saw Angel striding forward and sticking to Lu Dilong, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang.

This was obviously Angel's intention to anger him, which suddenly made him angry.

It is true that Zhao Ziyang has a good temper, but if this guy gets angry, he will definitely be an arrogant and domineering person.

"Get out!" Zhao Ziyang pulled An Qier over and hugged him in his arms, turning around and walking away without even looking at Lu Dilong.

"Damn it, you're looking for death!" A strong man next to Lu Dilong cursed angrily.

With a "boom", the strong man's body flew backwards. Zhao Ziyang turned around and kicked him more than ten meters away. He lay on the ground with blood spurting from his mouth.

The surrounding Black Tiger Gang members immediately reached out to touch the guy in their arms, preparing to swarm and kill Zhao Ziyang.

However, their actions were stopped by Lu Dilong.

"Brother, this is the boy." Kuzhu, half of his face wrapped in gauze, said to Lu Dilong, looking at Zhao Ziyang with deep viciousness and anger in his eyes.

Lu Dilong gently patted his brother's shoulder to show that he was sensible.

He was not an idiot. What happened in the afternoon and Zhao Ziyang's kick just now showed him that Zhao Ziyang was not an ordinary person.
Chapter completed!