It is slanting westward.

Chen Han stopped the motorcycle.

"Damn, where is this?"

He quickly stopped the motorcycle and took out his mobile phone to navigate.

It's very sad, the phone screen is black, and there is no electricity at all.

He has not returned to Linhai for ten years, and for him, the city is quite unfamiliar, and he can only remember the places he has walked.

"Mu Xue must be waiting for me, I can't be late when I just set up a stall. ”

Chen Han found that a fashionably dressed young man was approaching him, and he hurriedly stepped forward to ask for directions.

"Dude, excuse me, how to get to Jianglong Town?"

"In ......"

The young man paused, took off his sunglasses, and looked at Chen Han's motorcycle, "Has this car been transformed, it's very good, a race?"

"I'm sorry, I have to go home. ”

"Jianglong Town, I know where it is, but you have to be able to keep up. ”

"Okay, where's your motorcycle?"

Chen Han was in a hurry, and it was good to have someone to lead the way quickly.

"That. ”

The young man pointed to the Lamborghini parked on the side of the road, took out the key, and the scissor door opened.

"Nima ......"

Chen Han felt deceived, although he didn't know much about cars, he still understood the shape of Lambonici.

"Dude, let's go to the Ring Expressway first, now we're in Xicheng. It's almost the evening rush hour after work, and it will be smoother to take the West Third Ring Road. After the young man finished speaking, he got into the car in style.

A wild wave of sound drowned out his whistle, and it was a blood rush to listen to.

Chen Han couldn't hold back his excitement and shouted, "Dude, make a lot of effort." If you lose on four wheels, it's not good. ”

"Lose?" the man said with a contemptuous smile as he took off his sunglasses, "It has nothing to do with the wheels, even if you drive a car with eighty wheels, I will win." ”

"That's the train. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm Wu Baoyang from Club Eleven. ”

Last year, the establishment of the Eleventh Club attracted a lot of attention in the circle. Quite a few people are proud to be part of the club.

That's because the captain Li Yulong ran the second ring road of Linhai City in 11 minutes, with a maximum speed of 267 kilometers per hour.

The media frantically reported on this extreme hurricane.

"No maintenance?"

Chen Han scratched his forehead, "This name is not very good for cars." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, whoever runs slower when it pours down, who is the grandson!"

After Wu Baoyang finished speaking, he drove out first.

"Huh...... The fire is not small. ”

Chen Han twisted the accelerator, the engine roared, and the strong power pushed the body out.

"Brothers, I'm going to drive a live drag race. Wu Baoyang drove the car and made a call, "Don't forget to give me a gift when the time comes." ”

"Brother Ang, your strength is second only to our captain, who is so short-sighted?"

"Shut up. Wu Baoyang knew that his friend was laughing at him, "This time I want to open your eyes." ”

At Club Eleven, no one wants to race with him because he's the slowest speed.

"Who's the opponent? Which drag racing club is it?"

"I don't know yet. ”

"What, you chose a nobody? Angkor, no matter how bad you are, you are from our Eleventh Club, you can't abuse vegetables!"

"I'll broadcast the whole process to you, and it will definitely not be abuse. ”

"Oh well. ”

"I'll introduce you to the opponent, he's riding a Harley Super Dynaluway. The sound of the motorcycle is no worse than that of my Lamborghini. ”

"Really?" said a surprised voice on the phone.

Harley-Davidson motorcycles are well-known in the industry.

The Super Dynaloo is the pinnacle of Harley-Davidson's existence.

Such a motorcycle is indeed qualified to compete with Lamborghini.

"Of course it's true. ”

"That's a sight to behold, you have to be careful. Not only is that car powerful, but the agility of the motorcycle itself is far greater than that of a car. ”

"What are you afraid of. ”

Wu Baoyang was proud and said, "This is a good opportunity for me to prove myself." ”

When he got on the highway, Wu Baoyang turned on the live broadcast.

Through the promotion of the Eleven Club, the number of fans has soared and they continue to receive various gifts.

His mood became more and more excited, and when he got on the highway, he smiled and raised his middle finger at Chen Han, "Dude, you're finished, let's eat my car exhaust." ”

"Boring. Chen Han was not impressed by his attitude, "Hurry up and lead the way." ”

"Lead the way, then you have to be able to keep up!"

After Wu Baoyang finished speaking, he got on the highway and shouted in the live broadcast room: "Audience, I'm going to drag race." Today I'm representing Eleven Club to beat Harley! ”

"Angkor is good, switch the camera. We want to be first-hand. ”

"No problem!"

Wu Baoyang just switched the camera and concentrated on driving.

Driving past the speed limit camera, he picked up speed frantically, ignoring the barrage.

But......

The Harley-Davidson was clung to it, and its speed had soared to 130 per hour.

Damn it!

Wu Baoyang glanced quickly in the rearview mirror and noticed that the opponent was not wearing a helmet, and his hair was fluttering.

In this case, he can still open his eyes and see the road conditions?

Wu Baoyang wanted to speed up again, but found that there were more vehicles in front of him, and the motorcycle was easy to overtake with the help of flexibility.

"Damn it!"

Wu Baoyang slowed down slowly, and he found that there was already a long queue on the slope ahead.

Traffic jams......

Outside the car window, Chen Han tidied up his messy hair a little and waved at him.

"Don't go!" Wu Baoyang hurriedly lowered the window and stopped him, "Are you a professional motorcyclist?"

Racing on a motorcycle is not an easy task and requires strong physical fitness, physical coordination, and agility. Otherwise, it would be impossible to control a fast-moving locomotive.

"Actually. Chen Han said seriously, "I'm just a cook." ”

"Nonsense! Do you think you've won?"

"No, I don't. ”

"Yes, I didn't get rid of you, but you didn't get rid of me either. ”

"Because you're going to show me the way." Chen Han was very innocent and couldn't understand why the other party was so angry.

"I'm ...... I admit you're strong, but what do you mean by pretending to be a chef and trying to humiliate me?

"I'm really a cook. ”

"The devil believes it. Wu Bao pounded the steering wheel angrily, and suddenly found that the live broadcast was not turned off.

It's full of barrage.

"it...... Drag Racing Wu was defeated by the cook?"

"The car still has to be maintained, how can you win without maintenance?"

"There is only one truth, the other party must pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger......"

"Yes, who doesn't know how to stir-fry two dishes these days, but the fried noodles eaten at noon are particularly delicious. ”

"I don't care...... It's to see if the little brother who rides a motorcycle is handsome. ”

“……”

Wu Baoyang turned off the live broadcast and asked, "Okay, then which restaurant are you cooking in, you'd better not lie to me." ”

"Actually, I'm setting up a stall on Nam Long Commercial Street right now. ”

Wu Baoyang was about to vomit blood.

Just kidding, when did Harley-Davidson become so common, and anyone who set up a stall could afford it.

Only one explained.

Wu Baoyang asked, "Did you learn to cook high-end cuisine from some master?"

"It's not. ”

Chen Han thought he was interested in the stalls, so he hurriedly introduced: "My little sister and I make fried noodles, fried cakes, and fried rice...... There are a lot of them. ”

"Play with me?"

"Of course not, you can refer a few friends over and try it. I'm there with a spoon!"

Wu Baoyang saw that he answered very seriously, and believed a little.

But his family is well-off, nothing is abalone, lobster, and all he goes in and out of some high-end places.

Eating carpets?

Isn't that self-deprecation?

Wu Baoyang's face was full of disdain: "I don't eat it, it's all dirty and poor bargains, don't give it for free!"

"It's pathetic, you don't know how to drive, and you don't know how to eat. Chen Han looked at the road sign in front of him, "I already know the road, and the rest of the motorcycle exhaust is given." ”

He didn't talk anymore, and quickly disappeared in the gap between the vehicles on his motorcycle.

"Dare to say that I don't know how to eat and drink, and I don't know how to drive!" Wu Baoyang kept silently reciting in his heart and wrote down Nanlong Commercial Street.