I drove to a spacious short street and saw the public toilet on the side of the street. Chen Shihao parked the car in front of the toilet and locked it. It was convenient to walk in. When Chen Shihao walked out, he was stunned. He parked the small The sheep's place was empty. Only the severed wheel lock lay pitifully on the ground.
Chen Shihao immediately became anxious. Why is the public security in Heyuan City so bad? Just while soaking in urine, the motorcycle was stolen. This little sheep is the property of the police station. If it is gone, you will have to pay for it yourself.. He is anxious. Chen Shihao immediately looked left and right and subconsciously ran towards the end of the street where there was less people.
Panting, Chen Shihao leaned against the wall and propped up his thighs to catch his breath. He ran two streets and rarely even saw a motorcycle, let alone his own little sheep. Alas. Chen Shihao shook his head helplessly. Actually, thinking about it, it was true. I stole a car and ran away immediately. Where can I find the owner?
After calming down his breathing, Chen Shihao stood up and walked towards the phone booth on the side. After dialing the toll-free police number, he sighed helplessly and walked towards the toilet where the car was lost. There was no way. The police called this an on-site investigation. The owner had to go and throw it away. I'm waiting for inquiries about where the car is.
Chen Shihao, who was running towards the toilet, suddenly stopped when he reached an intersection because he saw a group of motorcycle riders gathering together, drinking beer and smoking cigarettes, laughing and playing.
This wasn't what made him stop. What made his eyes shine was that the scooter that looked like his little sheep was surrounded by them in the center. These drinking riders were laughing and kicking and pedaling casually. That little sheep.
Looking at the little sheep with dents on the front of the car, Chen Shihao clenched his fists and stepped forward quickly, praying that the little sheep was not his. Otherwise...
"Damn it. Poodle. You are a little puppy. The first time you go to work, you get this little 50CC sheep. You are so damn useless. Even a bear like you dare to say that you want to join. Let's go home and feed ourselves." A red-haired young man wearing only a short-sleeved leather jacket with his bare chest grabbed the hair of a short boy and shook it vigorously while yelling with disdain.
The short curly-haired boy did not dare to say a word, let alone resist. His body swayed with the shaking of the red hair. When the people on the side saw this scene, they all laughed. No one went up to persuade him.
After a while, Curly Hair was so painful that he burst into tears. Only then did a young man dressed normally appear. He stepped forward and said, "Brother Kuang. Brother Kuang. Don't be as familiar with this kid. You have also seen how thin he is." He has a body like a monkey. If you give him a gravity motorcycle, he won't be able to play with it. People like him have to play with little sheep. You think so." While casually blocking the hand of the red-haired curly boy, .
"Haha. Wang Chen is interfering with you. I'll let you go this time. But you, kid, drive this little sheep away quickly. Otherwise, I will be embarrassed by Guangfeng Tuan." The red-haired crazy brother said and kicked the little sheep. The sheep was kicked to the ground.
Curly was still rubbing his scalp**. The young man called Wang Chen touched him, and Curly reluctantly helped the little sheep and pushed it out.
Chen Shihao's eyes flashed because he saw Little Sheep's license plate. It was his car. He immediately shouted: "Stop. Give me the car back."
The curly hair trembled when he heard the shout. His face immediately turned pale. The little sheep also fell to the ground. Chen Shihao immediately rushed up and helped the little sheep up. The originally smooth and beautiful hood had already cracked several seams. . Coupled with a few large footprints, this beautiful little sheep was immediately ravaged like a scrapped car.
When Chen Shihao was about to find a towel to wipe the footprints, he felt the sound of wind on the back of his head. He immediately tilted his head and shrank. An iron rod smashed the front of the little sheep's car to pieces.
Chen Shihao's face changed. These bosozokus are really crazy. If this stick hits hard, they may die on the spot.
"Damn it. You little bastard is looking for death. How dare you provoke our Guangfeng Group..." The crazy guy yelled and put away the iron rod. The other riders also smiled ferociously and held iron chains, wooden knives, and wine. Chen Shihao was surrounded by bottles and other things.
Chen Shihao was on guard while looking around. He turned his eyes around and found that the passers-by who had been dodging had left quickly. Suddenly there was no one at the intersection. Only the occasional car passing by quickly on the road. .The reputation of the bosozoku in this city has become so bad that no one dares to watch.
The crazy brother ignored Chen Shihao after yelling and scolding him. He took out a dagger from his waist and threw it to the curly-haired man with his head lowered: "Poodle, kill him. I will accept you into the group."
The curly-haired boy trembled all over. He looked hesitantly at the dagger on the ground that was emitting cold light. Then he looked at the red-haired crazy brother. The crazy brother smiled ferociously: "Poodle. Don't say that I won't give you a chance." Ah. If you don't obey the order, I won't care whether you are Wang Chen's old neighbor or not. I will kill you and this little bastard together." He glared and said, "Hurry up."
"Do it. Stab him to death."
"Poodle, be brave. If you kill him, we will be part of our group."
"Curly, you don't have eggs down there... Hurry up." All the bosozokus around were shouting and encouraging the curly-haired boy.
The young man gritted his teeth, grabbed the dagger, and was about to pounce on Chen Shihao. The young man named Wang Chen suddenly stopped him and patted him on the shoulder: "That's great. Curly hair is like that. Don't let Brother Kuang down." "After yelling, he leaned forward and whispered quickly in his ear: "Only stab the thigh. Never stab the stomach. Never kill anyone." Then he patted Curly's shoulder again and stepped aside.
After giving this reminder to my friend, Curly Hair, who was originally puffed up, hesitated. This is not what he is doing. It is stabbing someone. If you are not careful, you will kill someone.
On the side, Kuang Ge, who was leaning on his motorcycle and chewing a cigarette while watching the show, raised his eyebrows when he saw this situation. He hit the little sheep again with the iron rod and roared: "What are you doing standing still... Come on." "And a guy who followed Kuang Ge closely and had a somewhat wretched look on his face suddenly thought of something and shouted: "Curly Hair, you are not an adult yet. You are not criminally responsible. Go ahead and do it."
Curly Hair, who had been hesitant at first, immediately gained momentum after hearing this. His eyes also showed a ferocious look. He held a dagger in one hand and held his wrist in the other. He shouted and rushed towards Chen Shihao. The face of the young Wang Chen changed. .To use the knife like this is just a stab in the stomach. His mouth immediately opened to remind him.
Chen Shihao didn't pay attention to the curly-haired boy at all. He looked at him as he moved forward and quickly raised and kicked his legs. With a bang, the boy was immediately hit in the chest and flew several meters upside down and lay on the ground.
The fight had already begun. Chen Shihao naturally would not let the other party react. He threw his arm back. A bosozou behind him immediately covered his face and fell to the ground screaming. Then he threw his body and kicked him in the back. The other bosozou fell straight to the ground. rise.
After a few moves, all the bosozokus near Chen Shihao fell to the ground. Of the original group of more than ten people, only three people were still standing. The red-haired crazy brother, the young man Wang Chen and the wretched guy.
The cigarette from Brother Kuang's mouth fell freely. The wretched guy's eyes popped out. Wang Chen naturally opened his mouth and was dumbfounded.
Chen Shihao didn't bother to care whether they were having sex or not. He walked forward directly and kicked the tall crazy guy so hard that he rolled away. Then he flicked his elbow and the wretched guy fell to the ground with his head tilted. .Another punch hit Wang Chen in the abdomen, causing him to collapse on the ground clutching his stomach.
In less than a minute, more than ten bosozokus all fell to the ground. It can be said that 12 people were killed in an instant. Chen Shihao, who had a timer in mind, clapped his hands with satisfaction. Although these untrained gangsters were vulnerable, his reaction and My strength seems to have increased a lot. This should be due to the Taiyang Kung Fu. But this technique is too powerful. I have only practiced it for a few days and it is so effective.
Chen Shihao, who was thinking wildly, walked towards Little Sheep. He was about to help him up and continue his work of patrolling the streets. But when he took a closer look, he couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment. The front of Little Sheep's car was completely beaten to pieces. The accelerator handle was crooked, and the threads were all messed up. The root is thin and lumpy. It is considered useless.
When Chen Shihao was about to push the scrapped little sheep back to the garage of the police station, he suddenly remembered Dong Qin's reminder before leaving: "Shihao, the battle between the bosozokus. In addition to fighting for territory, there is also fighting for motorcycles. The loser's. A good motorcycle will be snatched away by the winner. Just like the ancient cavalry battle, the winner will definitely take away the loser's horse."
However, Li Xia retorted: "Chen Shihao is alone now. How can he rob a motorcycle? And are there any motorcycles better than Y2K for him to rob?"
"Shihao will have a younger brother in the future. If he has a younger brother, he can help him grab it. And if he can equip his younger brother with a motorcycle, Shihao, the boss, will be even more impressive." Dong Qin was still unwilling to give up.
Chen Shihao asked stupidly: "Well, if I rob their motorcycle, won't they call the police?"
The two policewomen were stunned for a moment. Then they both laughed. Dong Qin said again: "They will not call the police because this is the rule of the Bosozoku. Anyone who calls the police on this matter will not be able to join the Bosozoku."
Li Xia also stopped smiling. She frowned and snorted: "It's because of the unwritten rules of their Bosozoku clan that our police station can't clean them out. Those bastards won't call the police even if they are dead. Even if the police come to find them, Even if I come to the door, I won’t know anything about it.”
Thinking of these words, Chen Shihao immediately looked at the locomotives next to him. He saw that there were only six locomotives. Then he looked at the number of people groaning on the ground. Chen Shihao blinked in confusion. Why did the number of people and machines not match? Could it be that not all the people were running amok? Everyone in the clan owns motorcycles. Thinking about the dozens of people who besieged him in front of the school, at least half of them were passengers, he naturally nodded in understanding.
After getting rid of these things, Chen Shihao first set his sights on Brother Kuang's motorcycle. The boss's was naturally the best. However, Chen Shihao only took one look and looked away because the motorcycle was too fancy and he didn't like it.