The president of a wealthy family imprisoned the wild bride

The next night, Gu Meng still wrapped herself up tightly, and she was recognized as soon as she arrived at the competition site.

"Look, the wild rose is here."

"How do you know she is Wild Rose?"

"Leather jacket and pants with leather gloves and Martin boots, a helmet covering the face, all in black, who else is it?"

"Wild Rose hasn't come to the competition for a long time. After all, she is a girl. I bet she will lose this time."

Gu Meng ignored these gossips, and went straight up to say hello: "Master Wu."

Master Wu nodded, his face was a little dignified, he glanced at Gu Meng's opponent tonight, and said: "Don't be nervous, compare well."

This is the first time Gu Meng heard Master Wu say such a thing, he has always been very reassuring about himself.

Gu Meng followed Master Wu's gaze, and when she saw him wearing a red motorcycle suit, she was startled, thinking it was Li Jie.

But if you look closely, the two people's bodies are not the same, Li Jie is taller and thinner than the other.

Gu Meng approached and found that the opponent's racing car was a Kawasaki, an imported violent motorcycle, which is difficult for ordinary people to control.

The other party obviously did not expect that his opponent tonight was a woman, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But he did not underestimate the enemy, and even nodded friendly.

Through the goggles in front of the helmet, Gu Meng felt that the other party's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw them.

The match whistle sounded, and the moment the flag fell, two figures, one black and one red, shot out like arrows flying off the string.

The sound of the rumbling machinery mixed with the clamor of the spectators completely broke the tranquility of Nanwan Songlinpo.

This Nanwan pine forest slope used to be a logging camp, and the road up and down the mountain was crushed by large trucks.

Racing on such an unfavorable road requires both sprint speed and balance, which is a test of skill.

To make matters worse, before reaching the halfway up the mountain, he was conveniently ahead of Gu Meng by a body distance.

Kawasaki ran in front with all his strength, and the flying sand and rocks on the mountain road were thrown high, which greatly affected Gu Meng's sight and caused her to be unable to catch up.

Gu Meng had no choice but to start taking the s-line, unexpectedly the other party easily understood her strategy.

When Gu Meng turned left, he also turned left. When Gu Meng cut in to the right, he also brushed to the right at the same time. He could always accurately predict Gu Meng's driving route.

Gu Meng wondered: The other party never looked back, and the sight in the rearview mirror was blocked by flying dust. How did he do it?

Is it possible to distinguish the position by listening?

If this is the case, then my opponent tonight is too strong!

Even at the top of the mountain, Gu Meng failed to catch up with him.

She was a little anxious, and it was almost impossible to overtake the opponent on the way down the mountain.

Gu Meng looked around, thinking that if she found a shortcut like last time, she might still have a chance to win.

Damn it!Why is there a guardrail on the way down the mountain?

Looking at the brand-new guardrail, Gu Meng felt very angry.

Hasn’t this Nanwan pine slope been abandoned for a long time?Who the hell is so busy to install the guardrail?

Suddenly, a bold guess emerged in Gu Meng's mind, could it be Li Jie?

Seeing the gap between him and his opponent widening, Gu Meng roared in his heart: No way!I can't lose!I must win!

She decided to give it a go, and kept hitting the accelerator and rushed down the hill.

The pointer on the instrument panel turned rapidly, and soon exceeded the limit indicated on the watch.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "呵呵味", and the instrument panel exploded!

The motorcycle was speeding severely, and the faucet began to swing uncontrollably from side to side.

Gu Meng squeezed the faucet tightly with all his strength, and the veins in his hands popped out.It was about to catch up, and she didn't want to give up.

Just less than 500 meters away from the end of the race, Gu Meng finally succeeded in overtaking the opponent.

There was a burst of cheers at the end of the road. Obviously, there were not a few people who bought wild roses and won.

Gu Meng's desperate comparison not only shocked his opponent, but also instantly ignited his desire to win.

The other party rushed to catch up with the accelerator, and after a while, the pointer on the instrument panel had reached the limit value, but he did not continue to accelerate like Gu Meng.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" in front of him, and he saw Wild Rose fall down on the road.

Her unknown brand of black motorcycle rubbed a long series of sparks on the ground, and it slid for a long distance before stopping.

Seeing Wild Rose getting up from the ground, the other party rushed to the finish line without hesitation.

Only 100 meters away!

Gu Meng didn't expect to be hit by that mean-mouthed old man watching the game, and he actually lost the game.

It really is a prophecy!

Fortunately, she landed on her buttocks and only scratched her back and legs. It is a blessing in misfortune that she has no fractures.

She limped back, Master Wu hurriedly stepped forward to help, but she refused.

Among the onlookers watching the game, although many lost money because of Wild Rose, no one bothered her.

Firstly, it was because Lord Wu took extra care of her, and secondly, it was because she was somewhat admirable to see her risking her life to win every game.

Gu Meng walked up to the competitor and said: "The skills are not as good as others, so I am willing to bow down."

Usually, drivers would take off their helmets to breathe after the race, but Gu Meng didn't take them off because he didn't want to show his face.

Seeing that the other party was still refusing to take off his helmet, Gu Meng realized that he, like himself, did not want to be exposed.

The other party looked at Gu Meng and seemed to want to speak, but in the end he gave up and just gave her a thumbs up.

Because of this action, Gu Meng saw through the other party's identity, he turned out to be a professional motorcycle racer - Luo Dong.

The Asian player who almost won the third place in the motogp250cc group of the World Motorcycle Championship last year.

Luo Dong has always only used his left hand to give thumbs up, and the little finger of his left hand will stick out slightly. This gesture can be called his signature action.

Gu Meng has watched many of his games without exception.

A professional racer comes to the underground motorcycle race, no wonder he is so careful not to reveal his identity.

To be able to compete with a world-class professional motorcycle racer in his lifetime, Gu Meng was so excited that he almost rushed up to ask for a group photo.

The depression of losing the game disappeared in an instant.

Gu Meng said to Master Wu: "Master Wu, I've been short of money recently, can I pay for this modification later?"

Gu Meng and Master Wu have always had an unwritten agreement: if Gu Meng wins the race, they will get four or six points as bonus; if Gu Meng loses the race, he needs to pay the modification fee of the motorcycle.

This is also the reason why Master Wu would allow Gu Meng to participate in the motorcycle race before, it is basically a business that can make money without losing money.

But even Master Wu, a tough guy over [-] years old who has mixed in both black and white, would be moved every time he saw Wild Rose sprint so desperately to win the game.

Master Wu not only admired Ye Qiangwei's unyielding drive, but also felt sorry for such a slender little girl who was so cruel to him.

He waved his hand, and the gold watch on his wrist reflected a golden light under the street lamp: "It's nothing, just owe it first."

Gu Meng left with injuries all over his body. As soon as he reached the exit of the logging camp, he saw a black Mercedes-Benz with a big G driving away.

Is it Li Jie?Gu dreamed about it and thought it was impossible.

Since the young master of the Li family despises the Porsche 911, he naturally despises the big G of the Mercedes-Benz.

Gu Meng waited for a long time in the cold wind before he could get a taxi.

Going back to school like this might scare her roommates, so Gu Meng decided to go back to her new house tonight.

"Master, Jiang Yucheng, thank you."