Confrontation in the abyss

Sure enough, when he heard a bang, the guy's arm was dislocated, and his whole face flushed red in pain as he fell to the ground.

"What did you do to him!"

"Oh shit!"

A group of people gathered around.

That girl was going up too, Zhou Thou grabbed her and said in a low voice, "Tell your colleague to be quiet, this colleague of mine is not the company employee you imagined 'sitting in an office'."

What else did she want to ask, Zhou Tiao let go of her hand.

She ran back and stood in front of her companion, "Okay, okay! Didn't he say he wants to compare with us? Okay, let's compare!"

"What are you talking about, Ana! This guy dislocated Bobby's arm!"

"That means that Bobby can't beat him! If you want to coax him up, so what if you beat him up? What's the pride in bullying more?" Anna glanced at Leslie.She didn't come to persuade the fight. Anna never left Leslie's eyes when she entered this barbecue restaurant. His expression was indifferent, but when he was grilling and chatting with his colleagues, Anna could feel a kind of delicateness. The gentleness, this kind of tenderness is completely different from the feeling of seeing beautiful women flying like flies to please, it is real, it seems to be deeply precipitated.So Anna took a liking to him.She thought that no man would refuse a wild and sexy woman like herself.But she was wrong, Leslie didn't take her seriously at all.

Her self-esteem was severely bruised, and she couldn't reconcile that a girl like her, Leslie, wouldn't even take a second look.

"I'll compare with you." Anna slammed Leslie's chest with her fist, "I'll make you cry and go back to your mother."

Zhou Tuo sighed and pressed his eyes, and Leslie walked back to his table.

"What's wrong."

"You still ask me what's wrong...why do you want to compete with them?"

"Don't you want to ride a motorcycle?"

"But I want to eat barbecue more." Zhou Cho was speechless, and sometimes he deeply understood that his nerve lines and Leslie's were different.

"Then we'll go after the barbecue."

"Do you think I can still eat it now?" Zhou Zhao glanced at Anna's group, they were already eager to try.

"Then eat after the ride." Leslie picked up the coat beside him.

Zhou Cho followed behind Leslie resignedly.It would be nice if there were no traffic jams at this time, and it was almost impossible to drive fast.Anna gave up a motorcycle to Zhou Zhou and Leslie, planning to find an open road.

Leslie stepped up sassyly, patted the back seat, "Come on."

Zhou Cho sat behind him, and the group walked through the downtown area to the highway in the suburbs of New York.

There are only a few sporadic cars driving here, and it is indeed a good place for drag racing.Leslie stopped the car, and the group got out of the car.

"Right here!" Anna yelled at Leslie, "The time is 5 minutes! Let's see who can go the farthest! If you lose, we will beat you up! At that time, don't blame us for bullying the few." !"

Without saying a word, Leslie came to sit beside Anna.

In fact, from now on, Zhou Zhao still has a good impression of these young people.They are not like the current racers who race blindly in the city and are so conceited about their own driving skills that they don't care about the safety of others.

"Start from here." Anna stepped on the motorcycle and put on the helmet, and the companions on the side were also helping him.

Zhou Zhao prepared to squat aside and wait for the ending in 5 minutes, but unexpectedly Leslie waved at him, "What are you waiting for? Come up."

"Huh? You want me to come with you? Can you still win with me?"

"It doesn't matter if you lose."

Zhou Cho was angry and funny, he understood that Leslie said it was okay to lose, not because he really didn't care about winning or losing, but because he was very confident that even if those guys fought together, they would not be his opponents.

Anna's face darkened. From what she heard, Leslie was looking down on herself by saying that. She turned her head and waved to her companion, "Hey! Parker, sit behind me!"

Zhou Zhao looked at the situation and found it hard to ride a tiger, and somehow this contest became like this.He had to take the helmet thrown by Leslie and straddle him.

After the start, Zhou Cho seemed to be sucked into a time tunnel in an instant. The sound of the locomotive's engine almost shattered his bones, but Leslie actually had one hand free to grab Zhou Cho's hand, asking him to hug him. tight yourself.

Anna had rushed ahead of Leslie.

Leslie accelerated suddenly, and Zhou Tzu subconsciously tightened Leslie's body.

The wind and sand were blowing in all directions, that was a speed he had never experienced before, as if he wanted to break out of the shackles of time and tear the world apart.

Leslie surpassed Anna in an instant and went all the way. 5 minutes is actually very short, but to Zhou Choo it seems like a century.

Anna had stopped, and they watched as Leslie drove further and further until he disappeared at the end of the road.

"Why don't they stop?"

"do not know……"

Zhou Cho's dynamic vision is very good. When the sign flashed by, he realized that they had driven far away, and quickly patted Leslie, "Hey! Stop!"

Leslie just stopped.

Zhou Cho got out of the car, took off his mask, and saw only street lights and roads.The wilderness is boundless, and the vision is flying.Far away from the steel and concrete arches of New York, Zhou Cho suddenly felt alive.

As the night wind blew, Zhou Tuo took a deep breath and threw his fist at Leslie who was beside him, "Are you racing against the opponent, or are you thinking of taking this opportunity to drive his car away?"

"Can you ride a motorcycle?" Leslie asked lightly.

"Nonsense, of course!" Zhou Chou elbowed him.

"Then it's up to you to drive back."

Zhou Tuo excitedly stepped onto the scooter, patted the back seat like Leslie did, "Hey, I'll take you instead!"

Leslie stepped up and hugged Zhou Cho from behind. Through the helmet, Zhou Cho had the illusion that he could feel Leslie's breath.

The locomotive rushed out, the engine shaking their bones.

The bodies of the two were leaning forward, they had no goal, only this seemingly long and endless road.

When they rushed back to where Anna and her companions were, they had been waiting for a long time.

"Hey! I thought you weren't going to give us the car back!"

"How could it be? Your motorcycle is so good that my colleagues and I couldn't help but want to ride for a while longer." Zhou Zhao smiled and pushed the motorcycle back to them.

"Anyway, we lost this game. Don't worry, if we meet again in that barbecue restaurant in the future, I won't bother you again." Anna looked bold, and then walked to Zhou Cho's side, bowed her head Head over to whisper to him, "That colleague of yours... seems to have a soft spot for you."

Zhou Choo reacted for two seconds before he choked on his own saliva and coughed.

Leslie walked over quickly and patted him on the back, "Are you all right?"

Anna smirked and kissed Zhou Cho's side cheek.Before Zhou Cho could react, Anna called her companions to go back together.

They were kind enough to leave a scooter for Zhou Cho and Leslie. There was a note pinned to the scooter, stating Anna's address.

Leslie crumpled the note and tossed it aside.

Zhou Cho finally stopped coughing and straightened up, "Hey, you threw the note away, how can we return the motorcycle?"

"I wrote down the address, I'll return it."

The two returned to downtown New York all the way.

"Send you back to the apartment?" Leslie asked.

Zhou Tuo paused, thinking that Anson might still be in his living room listening to Baja sipping coffee, he felt a headache, "No. I don't want to go back. Why don't I go to your house!"

After speaking, Zhou Choi regretted it.Leslie's apartment hadn't been visited yet.This guy is very good about his range and privacy.

"it is good."

He didn't even ask Zhou Cho why he didn't go back to his apartment, and readily agreed.

Leslie's apartment is in a well-known wealthy area of ​​New York.Zhou Chou was a little suspicious. How could he afford such a luxurious apartment just because of the salary paid by the organization?Thinking about it again, Zhou Cho felt stupid again.People like Leslie should invest frequently.

Leslie's apartment was on the top floor of that building, a duplex structure, and even a swimming pool.

The living room is connected to the terrace and you can see the whole night sky.

When the lights came on, Zhou Thou couldn't help feeling Leslie's quality of life.

"Sit down for a while." Leslie poured Zhou Zhao a glass of orange juice.

Zhou Cho walked to the terrace with orange juice, and Leslie came to him with a wet towel.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Zhou Cho turned sideways, and Leslie gently wiped his side face.

"You have lipstick marks on your face."

It was only then that Zhou Cho remembered that it was the place where Anna had kissed.

Leslie's brows and eyes were lowered, and Zhou Cho knew that he had always been very focused, but it was rare to see such a serious expression like this moment.

"I put water for you, you can go soak."

"Thank you!" Zhou Cho patted him on the shoulder.

Leslie's bathtub was not as exaggerated as Anson's, which made Zhou Choo feel a lot better.Standing outside the bathroom door, Leslie listened to the sound of Zhou Chou sitting in the bathtub, the water flowing out touched the tiled floor... until everything quieted down, Zhou Cho probably fell asleep leaning on the bathtub, and Leslie left .

On the sofa, the phone under Zhou Cho's coat was always on, indicating that there was a text message coming in.Leslie sat aside and took out his phone.

There was a row of letters from unknown numbers, and four or five missed calls.

Leslie snorted softly and turned off the power of the phone directly.

After more than 20 minutes, Leslie came to the bathroom and knocked on the door, "Zhou Cho, wake up, the water is going to be cold."

"Hmm..." Zhou Chou murmured from the other side of the door. He opened his eyes leisurely and recognized it for a while before remembering that he was at Leslie's house.Zhou Chou walked out after pulling the towel around the shelf, "Hey, Leslie, is there any clean pajamas I can change?"

"The guest room on the second floor." Leslie's voice came from the kitchen.

Zhou Zhao opened the guest room on the second floor. Everything here is just organized, which is Leslie's style.There is a set of pajamas on the bed, and even the underwear is ready.Zhou Zhao smiled, this is really VIP treatment.

When he went downstairs, he found that there was already a spaghetti bolognese on the table, rich in fragrance but not sticky.Leslie was coming over with a green salad and putting it on the table.

"Let's eat, haven't you finished the barbecue? You can't sleep well if you're hungry."

"You also know that I'm hungry!" Zhou Zhao sat down at the table, picked up the fork and felt his appetite whet.

Leslie's culinary skills are also master level. The pasta is cooked just right, and even the meat sauce is well prepared with acidity and saltiness.

"Eat a little salad." Leslie pushed the salad plate towards Zhou Chi.

"Hmm...um..." Zhou Cho doesn't like raw salad, it tastes like eating grass.

"Eat a little." Leslie's voice sank slightly.

Zhou Cho pursed his lips, forked some and stuffed them into his mouth.After chewing it twice, he was fascinated by the fresh and tender taste of the lettuce before he could show his painful expression.

"Hey, what's in this salad?" Zhou Zhao asked.

Leslie opened the evening paper, "Lettuce, gherkins, peanut butter and mayonnaise and lemon juice."

"That's all?" Zhou Cho ate two or three more mouthfuls.

"The lettuce is the innermost tender leaf, and the peanut butter and salad dressing are prepared by me without preservatives."

"It tastes really good! Leslie, if you were a woman, I would definitely marry you." Zhou Choi sighed deliciously.

Leslie folded the newspaper and pushed the napkin box in front of Zhou Chou, "Go to bed early, I have to go to work tomorrow."

And Anson in Zhouchou's apartment kept staring at the wall clock in the living room, while Richard sat by and poured freshly ground coffee for him.

"Richard, where do you think he's going? There's no one in his office. I called Layla and he's not with her." Anson raised his eyebrows, and the clock ticked past one o'clock in the morning.

"Maybe he suddenly has some mission."

"I am his task."

"Maybe he's sleeping in a hotel room somewhere right now."

"I checked all the hotels, and there is no record of his registration."

"If it's a motel, ID registration is not required."