crush again

Beijing's underground drag racers have been rampant for a long time. Once midnight, there will always be cars on the second and third rings that will fly past you.First, the police cars cannot catch up with these luxury sports cars and modified cars. Second, according to the traffic management regulations, as long as there is no accident, drag racing is only speeding, and speeding penalties are always enforced off-site. When it's over, everyone doesn't care.

Before he went to the competition, Huo Yang checked Ye Mingguan's racing club on the Internet, and it was a fairly formal foreign-funded club.As an upright and good young man, he thought that Ye Lang would follow them to the regular track for two laps, and he happened to be busy with a big project, so he put the matter aside.

The weather became warmer in the blink of an eye, and at eleven o'clock one night, there was a constant loud roar at the door of the house, and a group of young people riding motorcycles came.

Leading the way was a very slender rider on a Iron Behemoth-style Harley, with his helmet off to reveal a familiar face.Chu Zhongxiao gathered his long, shiny hair and pushed it back to the back of his neck. When he saw Huo Yang, he smiled and waved his hands smartly, "Hi! Handsome guy!"

"Hi." Huo Yang also waved his hand to greet her, and turned to go to the garage. Over there, Ye Lang was wearing all black riding clothes with full protective gear, and there was basically no exposed flesh.He straddled the motorcycle and was wearing fingerless gloves. He moved his wrist bones with a few clicks.

Huo Yang took off his helmet hanging on the handlebar, "It's fun, don't work too hard, I don't want to go to the hospital or the police station to catch you at night, understand?"

"Understood—wait a minute," Ye Lang pushed away the hand he was about to put on the helmet, and raised his face, "You don't have anything else to say?"

Huo Yang thought for a while, then bowed his head and kissed him, "This?"

The boy looked at him with serious eyes, "I'll give you a few seconds to think about it."

He thought for a long time inexplicably, "Huh?"

"..." Ye Lang waited for a long time, and finally sighed, "Today is my birthday."

"Ah?!" Huo Yang was struck by lightning, he was so busy recently that his head became a mess.Last week he remembered that Ye Lang's birthday was approaching, but he didn't expect to be so busy that this day would come so soon.Huo Yang thought that he had to get a present while Ye Lang was not at home, but for some reason, he couldn't even remember Ye Lang's birthday, "...you are in your teens this year?"

"Think for yourself." Ye Lang buckled up his helmet, fastened the strap on his chin, and glanced at him through the mask, "Come back and settle accounts with you."

"..." Huo Yang watched Ye Lang's back almost merged into the night, but he was still trying to remember——how old was this kid on the birthday he sent the motorcycle to?

Meanwhile, the North Fifth Ring Road.

There were three or four people in this train, except for Ye Lang, the others were just here to give him a boost, driving on the road according to the speed limit, each wearing a Bluetooth headset, laughing and playing in the multi-person conversation.

At this time, a huge roar sounded from behind, and a bright red sports car, like a silver knife, suddenly stabbed out from the corner behind it, approaching them with a loud horn.

The dazzling headlights are like a sharp sword that splits the night, reflecting the rearview mirrors of all the motorcycles brightly.Chu Zhongxiao narrowed his eyes in the strong light, "Where did this idiot come from?"

A group of people could only talk through the earphones in their helmets amidst the raging wind.I don't know who yelled "Block him!" The drivers of the three motorcycles in front looked at each other, then tilted their bodies, and blocked the road ahead side by side. The other two left and right sandwiched the sports car .

Unexpectedly, the owner of the car was also a fierce owner. He stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the car formation without any care, as if he wanted to tear himself out directly.

Seeing the car getting closer, the pointer on the dashboard turned to the maximum speed limit.The motorcyclists had no choice but to curse and turn the car around, trying to avoid a road.

Ye Lang was the middle one among the three motorcycles. When he dodged to the side, he was a little slower, but the sports car was already close to him, and the front of the motorcycle turned to the right inadvertently, and lightly rubbed past him almost moving locomotive.

The high-speed rotating rear wheel was hit by this, and the center of gravity of the whole locomotive suddenly became unstable. The driver fell off unexpectedly, and rolled seven or eight times as if flying.

The voice in the earphones suddenly became chaotic, "What's going on!" "Where's Ye Lang? He didn't fall on the rock, did he?!" "Is this person looking for death——"

Four locomotives gathered around amidst the screeching and rapid braking sound, and the riders stopped in a hurry, only to see the rider in black lying on the road for a while, then slowly raised his head, resting his elbows on his back. Touching the ground, the movement was a bit difficult to hold up.

The riders didn't understand what he was going to do for a moment, so they all stopped aside.Seeing that his steps were a little staggering, two people went up to help him push the overturned locomotive up with their shoulders, so he stepped up on one leg and stared coldly at the sports car in front of him.

The two sides confronted each other silently, and the atmosphere was so dangerous that it was about to explode.

The rider in black braked tightly, twisted the accelerator with his right hand, and the whole heavy locomotive kept roaring like a blood-stained beast.

The sports car drifted skillfully, turned around, and faced the locomotive head-on.At this time, the headlights of the locomotive suddenly brightened, causing the people in the sports car to not react for a moment, and they reflexively covered their eyes with their hands;

Faced with this sudden turn of events, everyone turned pale with shock. Before the scream stuck in their throats came out, the black-clothed rider suddenly lifted the handlebar, and the front of the car jumped, pressing hard against the front cover of the sports car!

The speed increase of the heavy locomotive was almost terrifying, from zero to [-] per hour in just three seconds.So he didn't stop at all, and rolled over the roof all the way from the front hood, leaving a dark rut, along the streamlined body, rushed straight to the ground, and swung his tail violently, slanting across the middle of the road.

There was complete silence all around.

After a while, the sports car suddenly stepped up the accelerator without warning, and roared away on the empty road, leaving the dry locomotive behind.

01:30 in the morning, North Second Ring Road.

Of course, Ye Mingguan decided to compete at the second ring road at [-] o'clock in the morning instead of any regular track.The rules are simple and rough. They each carry a locator and a timer. They have to run the entire second ring road without taking shortcuts or stopping halfway. The person who reaches the finish line first wins.

The starting point is a bar, which has already been reserved for Ye Mingguan, and it is bustling with noise at the moment, and there are countless luxury cars and famous riders parked outside like a car show.There were many people on both sides of the road, and a graceful car model acted as the starter. She stood at the intersection of two cars with four lights, holding two red flags with her stretched slender arms. When she raised her hand suddenly, the red flags closed. In an instant, the engines of the two coupes rushed out roaring, and wild cheers erupted from the crowd.

When Chu Zhongxiao and the others arrived at the entrance of the bar, the playboys had already stood in an eye-catching row at the entrance, welcoming them as if they were welcoming the landing of Air Force One.At this moment, Ye Lang took off his helmet, Li Dongqian saw his face, and immediately called out in a fuss, "Oh, my grandpa, your face has changed from black and white to colorful!"

"Shut your mouth." Chu Zhongxiao gave Li Dongqian a warning look, then turned his head and frowned, "Do you feel okay? Can you still compete?"

"It's okay." Ye Lang hung the helmet on the handlebar.As soon as he walked out of the house, he basically changed back to the freezing mode, and at this moment, he was covered with low air pressure visible to the naked eye. He stopped the car and stepped into the bar expressionlessly.

The lights in the bar are like clouds and fog, under the tempered glass, there are colorful fluorescent stones like stars, and there is a strange psychedelic, psychedelic, and drug smell everywhere.Ye Mingguan was leaning on the most conspicuous row of sofas, with a large piece of integrated circuit-like golden light bulb hanging above his head, his arms resting on the backrest, and beside him leaned a girl in a purple dress like a mermaid, her eyes sparkling with silver powder.

With this concave shape, he swirled the dark blue and silver starry sky wine in the glass, "It fell like this? It hurts. Today is your birthday, brother, I'll buy you a cash truck, it's strong."

Li Dongqian stood behind, and for a moment, he had a sense that the end of Godzilla was about to transform.

But his worry is only a flash in the mirror, fearing that the world will not be chaotic is the eternal mainstream.He thought to himself that boy Ye Lang, if you poke him with his finger, he can stab you ten times, not to mention his head is broken and bloody, Ye Mingguan's ancestral grave is exhumed and his corpse whipped is considered light.

Wait, he thought again, aren't these two people the same ancestor?

"Don't bother." Ye Lang wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth with his backhand as if he didn't care much, and raised the corner of his mouth, "It's you, if I were the one in your family, having a son like you would not be worrying .”

The two talked and laughed at Yan Yan, and poked each other's feet hard.Ye Mingguan didn't know if he was moody, or he was used to not talking to Ye Lang, so he put his wine glass on the marble table behind him, and glanced at the flickering figures in the bar, "Tonight we have a game, There is a maximum bet of [-], and you will pay [-]." He smiled and raised his eyes, "If you lose, I have the bet. If you win, is there anything you want?"

"It's just your GT3RS." Ye Lang smiled, but he didn't use a tone of discussion at all, "The body design is good, suitable for a track."

"..." Ye Mingguan's expression froze for a moment, but soon recovered, he stood up from the booth, and tilted his head gracefully, "If you want this ability, I will give it to you. Let's talk first, Car repairs are not included."

They came too late, and they will go to the game in a while.Chu Zhongxiao pinched Ye Lang's main joints, and asked him in a low voice where it hurts.Ye Lang had a bad fall, except for a scrape on his elbow and knee, there was no other injury. She knew that tonight's match was very important to Ye Lang, so she didn't talk too much, just called out a nearby pharmacy.

The crowd at the starting point was boiling and restless.Almost everyone was attracted by Ye Mingguan. He is a celebrity in the circle. He is slowly stepping on the accelerator, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and sticking his hand out of the car window. Passing by, as if a gentleman on a horse tapped the brim of his hat to salute someone, it was dignified and arrogant.

This is the first time for Ye Lang to play street racing with others. Except for his brave little friends, he doesn't know anyone. He just stands on the starting point with one foot, silently waiting to give orders.Everyone also noticed him, and there were bold young girls who whistled at him, stuck out their tongues, and licked the contours of his body with ambiguous eyes, with lip rings and nose rings, and glamorous makeup shining brightly.The black-clothed rider didn't move at all, most of his face was hidden in the shadow of his helmet.

"Honey," Ye Mingguan lowered the car window and waved at the black-clothed rider. The latter lifted his mask, revealing his thick eyebrows and deep eyes, and the long and dense eyelashes drew a sharp cold light.Ye Mingguan glanced at the red men and women who suddenly became commotion with a half-smile, "Let's not take the South Second Ring Road, but take the East Dan Xidan line instead, cross the sky, install the gate. How about it?"

"Okay." The black-clothed rider only replied to this trouble-seeking route, and put on his mask.

Ye Mingguan also rolled up the car window, "Happy."

The starting hand stretched out his arms, and both cars stepped on the brakes and gasped at the same time. There was a pungent smoke between the rear tires and the ground, and the cheers of people around them were deafening.The moment the starting flag was put together, the sports car and locomotive were unsheathed like lightning, and they almost became a howling gust of wind!

The scene in front of Ye Lang receded crazily, except for the front where his eyes focused, everything around him was almost blurred into a phantom.The extreme speed caused his back to head to go numb, his hands clenched to the handlebars, his legs clamped to the locomotive, and his chest full of gusts of wind all lost most of his consciousness, only the ferocity in his bones broke through the ground.

The domestication of civilization and society, survival instinct, rationality, sensibility - all the shackles on him were released in response, only the most arrogant and unsatisfied roar in the soul, ignoring even life and death!

The two rushed out in just a few seconds, and their speed had already soared to one hundred and twelve per hour.The road conditions on the West Second Ring Road were poor. Ye Mingguan bumped and bumped all the way fiercely, and was blocked by red lights and traffic for a long time. In comparison, the locomotive was like a fish in water. Under him, he became a docile horse, constantly dodging and dodging on the auxiliary road and motorway.When Ye Lang made a sharp turn at the Fuxing Gate, he had already thrown away a large chunk of Ye Mingguan.

After all, after passing through the mighty military parade, Chang'an Avenue is so wide and flat that it can be used as an airstrip, and the traffic is sparse.Ye Lang ran through five red lights in a row, flashing red and blue headlights appeared in the rearview mirror, and the police siren blared, but was swept away by the violent wind.He glanced at it indifferently, and when the sports car approached like a poisonous snake, he continued to accelerate the gas pedal desperately.

One hundred and sixteen, one hundred and nineteen, two hundred and one...

At that speed, a small stone could blow his head off.In an extremely dangerous situation, Ye Lang veered the front of the car and passed by wiping a mineral water bottle lost by someone. Hot and cold sweat dripped down his chin.But at this very moment, Ye Mingguan had already caught up with him ghostly, the front of the car was biting tightly behind him, like a boa constrictor slowly tightening around a person.

The sports car and the locomotive passed the majestic and awe-inspiring sky almost at the same time.

The cold light is wide and far away, and the red eaves are like blood.

The extreme majesty and cruelty at the root of the imperial city represent the supreme power, but they are left behind with arrogance and contempt—this feeling makes people's blood rush.Not to mention those ant-like police cars that can't catch up.

Throughout the entire East Second Ring Road, the two were inseparable, chasing each other, and neither of them could pick up the speed.Ye Mingguan thought that a Porsche sports car is safer than a motorcycle no matter what. He saw Ye Lang dodge several times in the traffic flow with his own eyes, and he didn't care what happened to the car, he kept overtaking it crazily. After entering the North Second Ring Road, he was overjoyed: This kid can't see it anymore!

He slammed the lever under the steering wheel, and the sports car roared hysterically.The ultimate performance of the Porsche 911GT3RS, coupled with the top turbocharger, the speed is unmatched by heavy-duty locomotives, and now it is only two kilometers away from the finish line!

That Huo Yang... Ye Mingguan squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

He didn't dare to be distracted as the headlights in the rearview mirror gradually turned on, but when he took a moment to take a look, the locomotive actually came from the side lane - going backwards!

It's just desperate!Ye Mingguan's brain became hot, he immediately turned the steering wheel, and rushed into the much empty side lane, bypassing the roadblocks set up by the traffic police in front of him, but still stuck in front of him.

The locomotive did not compete with him, turned around at the rear of his car, and instead pressed tightly on his other side.At the same time, Ye Mingguan's eyes were moved to tears by the flashing high beams in front of him, but he didn't dare to blink because it was a heavy truck rushing head-on.These heavy trucks are carrying overloaded goods, and they only dare to move at night, because the inertia is too great, and they can't avoid these two crazy speedsters at all, so they can only keep gesturing for them to roll aside.

But the locomotive next to him didn't intend to give way, and even accelerated and rushed forward, as if he really didn't want his life!

Ye Mingguan gritted his teeth and did not avoid it.At such a high speed, the heavy truck and the sports car collided head-on, feeling oppressive and fearful; when the dazzling white lights completely covered his sight, he almost heard the furious honking of the horn, and finally turned the steering wheel unbearably, and rushed straight into the side At the same time, the airbags exploded in unison, slamming him flat on the seat.

The heavy truck roared past dragging its long body.

When it passed by completely, Ye Mingguan didn't see the car crash, but saw a gap between the two lanes that he didn't notice just now.That locomotive is gone!

The rider in black finally slammed on the finish line, which was also the starting point, and his violent panting echoed in the narrow space of the helmet.He slowed down for a while with weak hands and feet, slowly let go of the handlebar, and pulled off the strap on his chin.The moment he took off the helmet, all the frantic screams from around flooded into his blood-congested brain, and all those people followed Li Dongqian and yelled his name: "...Ye Lang! Ye Lang!!! Ye Lang—"

"...Six points 54!...New record!..."

The dozens of sports cars on the side all honked their horns and flashed their lights, and the sound combined together, like a deafening party.Many people around came out to watch, but no one dared to stop it.

The black-clothed rider ignored the girls who were crazy after taking too many psychedelic drugs, and some even hung their underwear on their fingers and shook him at him. He just put his helmet back on because it was too noisy.

After Ye Mingguan managed to fix the airbag, he was a full minute late, and looked up to see Ye Lang who was straddling the motorcycle.The man stuck arrogantly in the middle of the road separated by the human wall, Ye Mingguan could only park behind his car, watching him get up from the car, holding the helmet in his hand.

Ye Lang brushed his hair back casually.A strand of sweaty hair fell on his forehead, blown by the night wind, and gently brushed his eyelashes.

"Accepted, third brother."

The author has something to say:

Ye Mingguan, don't worry, this is a fake love rival (emphasis added)