The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Yang Chen stepped on the motorcycle, took the helmet and handed it to Zuo Ran, "Although I won't drop you, wearing this will make you feel more secure."

Zuo Ran took the helmet and threw it on the ground, and said with a smile: "You don't wear it, why should I wear it? I believe you won't drop me."

Yang Chen smiled, took out a bluetooth headset from his pocket and put it on his ear.

Luo Ziwei had already started the motorcycle at this time, raised a middle finger at Yang Chen, and then ticked off, "Keep up, don't get lost!"

Seeing Luo Ziwei leave in the dust, Yang Chen smiled, and pressed the call button on the Bluetooth headset.

"Spider Spider, find out where I am now, I need a navigator."

Spider was stunned for two seconds, then asked suspiciously: "Boss, are you racing?"

Yang Chen hummed lightly, "Also, after my race is over, you should immediately contact the Jiangzhou City police and report this underground racing gang."

"no problem!"

After a crackling sound of typing on the keyboard, the spider's voice sounded again:
"Boss, I have requisitioned a police drone, and it will arrive 10 meters above you in 200 minutes, and I will escort you all the way!"

Yang Chen smiled, "Remember, don't be like that time in the Middle East, thank God for leading me to the rebel position!"

"Uh, in order to hide my whereabouts that time, I used a satellite from country M, and the signal delay time was too long..."

"Okay, keep talking."

After Yang Chen finished speaking, he started the engine of the locomotive, twisted the accelerator, and the rear wheel of the locomotive idling on the ground a few times, rubbed out a puff of green smoke, and then rushed out.

The huge inertia made her hug Yang Chen's waist tightly, and her whole body was completely attached to Yang Chen's solid back.

The speed didn't make Zuo Ran feel uncomfortable at all, on the contrary, she felt an unprecedented excitement.This kind of excitement made her gradually forget that she was sitting on a motorcycle with a speed of more than 120 kilometers per hour. Zuo Ran slowly closed her eyes, her face was pressed against Yang Chen's back, and the corner of her mouth was slightly raised. Sweet arc.

"Sit tight, it's the starting point!"

Yang Chen's reminder made Zuo Ran open his eyes, and the hand holding Yang Chen became even stronger.

scold--

The two wheels of Yang Chen's motorcycle locked to death at the same time, the motorcycle turned around immediately, made a 360-degree rotation on the road, and then stopped steadily.

"Oh oh..."

A burst of strange screams sounded one after another, and the corners of Yang Chen's mouth slightly raised, revealing his standard smile that was not a smile.

In front of me was the bottom of an abandoned viaduct. There were five or six gasoline barrels on the ground, and there were raging flames inside. Thirty to fifty young men and women in strange costumes were swaying to the passionate heavy metal music.

There were more than a dozen heavy-duty motorcycles of different styles parked at the scene, and the riders in racing suits were gathering around an old sofa, listening to a long-haired man with apprehensive expressions.

Luo Ziwei circled Yang Chen slowly on his motorcycle, and said while turning, "The one sitting on the sofa is Brother Hong, all the underground racing cars in Jiangzhou City are under his control, don't say I didn't remind you You, if you don't say hello to him, maybe you will crash and die before you reach the finish line."

After saying this, Luo Ziwei parked the car next to Brother Hong's sofa, and greeted him with a smile on his face after getting out of the car.

Brother Hong put his arms around Luo Ziwei's shoulders, and asked with a smile, "Hey, isn't this Young Master Luo? Have you found a girl yet?"

Luo Ziwei casually pointed to a girl who came with him, "That's her."

"Isn't this Lele's bastard? Luo Shao, you are a little out of character, right? But it doesn't matter, brother will have wine to drink with, and a girl to sleep with!"

Luo Ziwei hesitated for a moment, "Brother Hong, I don't want to run away with 'Dilong' today, I have found an opponent myself, and I will run a betting match."

Brother Hong was stunned for a moment, and then his face became gloomy, "Young Master Luo, are you kidding me? I have already opened the market and closed the bets. Now you tell me not to run away with Dilong, you will pay for it?"

Luo Ziwei showed a bit of fear on his face, and said in a low voice: "Brother Hong, I'm so sorry, I'll pay for the bet money, how much is the total?"

Hearing this, Brother Hong showed another smile on his face, "Young Master Luo is really generous. In fact, he didn't place many bets, just over 100! For you, Young Master Luo, it's just a drizzle."

"More than 100 million?"

Luo Ziwei's eyes widened in surprise. If it was before he went abroad, let alone 100 million, even if it was doubled, he would not blink.But today is different from the past. Since he came back from abroad this time, his father has firmly held his financial power in his hands. Not a lot of money.

"What? Is it difficult? If it's difficult, don't play this kind of moth with me, run this game with Dilong obediently, and you will earn money if you win or lose!"

Yang Chen patted Zuo Ran's hand, and the latter immediately understood what he meant, let go of Yang Chen and stepped off the motorcycle.

"Brother Hong, right? My name is Yang Chen, and I'm the one who wants to race with Luo Ziwei today." Yang Chen put his arm around Zuo Ran's shoulders, walked slowly in front of Brother Hong, and said something lightly.

Brother Hong looked Yang Chen up and down, and a bright smile appeared on his face, "Oh, oh, I know you! You are the most popular Internet celebrity in Jiangzhou City now! Sure enough, being popular is not afraid of death, you play painting He fooled the treasure appraisers, beat Tiger Wood in golf, and now he is racing cars, he is an all-around player!"

Luo Ziwei next to him was taken aback, and looked at Yang Chen suspiciously.

"This house is yours?"

"That's right, it's just a group of buddies getting together to play around, just to have fun."

Yang Chen looked at the password boxes placed under his feet, and smiled lightly, "It's hundreds of thousands, right? You're having quite a bit of fun!"

"Where is there, I am bringing a bunch of brothers, I have to give them some money for drinks, don't I?"

"Okay, it doesn't matter to me how much you earn, I'm here to race with Luo Ziwei today, you can arrange it!"

Brother Hong rolled his eyes and showed a embarrassed smile: "Brother, I'm afraid this matter is not easy to handle, as you have seen, I received a bet of 100 million, and suddenly the game was cancelled, how can I have money to pay?" Are you all betting on it?"

Seeing that Yang Chen didn't speak, Brother Hong rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't you replace Luo Shao and run with our Brother Dilong?"

Seeing that Yang Chen didn't speak, Brother Hong continued to smile and said, "Brother, I really can't help it. You also know that the most important thing for people like us who are on the road is to be trustworthy. Today, it was originally arranged by Luo Shao For the game against Dilong, I have already collected all the betting money, and now there is a sudden substitution, and after the news gets out, no one will come to my place to play, don’t you think so?”

Yang Chen pondered for a while, then turned to Luo Ziwei and asked, "What do you mean?"

Luo Ziwei hesitated for a moment, walked to Yang Chen's side and said in a low voice: "Brother Hong came to me before and told me that as long as the car doesn't overturn, he can guarantee that I win the race, probably because there are too many people betting on Dilong , Now he asks you to replace me, I don’t know what he’s thinking, you can figure it out yourself!”

Yang Chen nodded silently, and said to Brother Hong: "I can run this competition for Luo Ziwei, you can arrange it!"

"Got it!"

Brother Hong seemed very happy, and immediately beckoned to a few subordinates around him, and then explained a few words to them, and the crowd quickly dispersed.

"Yang Chen, why did you suddenly change your mind?" Zuo Ran asked in a low voice.

"Because I found that this Luo Ziwei's nature is not bad, but the people around him have been leading him in crooked ways, such as this brother Hong who organizes underground racing, so today I will let him go bankrupt first, and then go in and sit for a few years. Think about it for a year."

"You mean there is a shady scene in this underground race car?"

"Of course, otherwise, how can it be called an underground racing car? It is something that cannot be seen!"

"Then, they won't lay hands on you, will they?"

Yang Chen smiled, "Don't worry, they are still far behind in terms of black hands!"

As soon as I said this, the deafening music at the scene stopped abruptly, and then Brother Hong's excited voice came out of the loudspeaker: "Brothers, we have a mysterious guest here tonight, and this guest asked Let's run a race with our new car king 'Dilong' brother!"

As Brother Hong's voice fell to the ground, the young people at the scene let out a burst of high-pitched cheers.

"So, who is this mysterious guest? He is the hottest Internet celebrity in our Jiangzhou City these two days—Shuaiying!"