At the turn of spring and summer, the temperature in Mingzhu City has risen, and the street trees on the roadside have long pulled out their branches, and the tender green leaves are hanging all over the branches.

As the economic center and commercial center of the country, Mingzhu Street in the morning is the busiest time of the day, completely interpreting what is called a busy traffic and pedestrians.

At this time, all the office workers are in a hurry, squeezing all kinds of transportation, running in the direction of the company, many of them dream is very simple and simple, that is, to stay, stay in the pearl to buy a house and become a real pearl person.

However, Pearl, like all the megacities in the world, is not very friendly, whether it is for new residents or old residents, such big cities only like the winners, only like those who survive the law of the jungle, or the survival of the fittest, as for the losers, the old residents huddle in the big huts close by day and live a poor life day after day, and the new residents who come to make a living are where they come from and where they slip back!

All people are busy, either busy making money, or busy enriching their knowledge in order to make better money, they have no time or interest in caring about other things, and the sense of indifference between people in big cities is also full of the Pearl of the rapidly developing Oriental metropolis.

Intersection, red light. The crowd seemed to be cut through by traffic. When the green light came on, pedestrians on both sides once again poured onto the zebra crossing like a torrent.

Click, click, click......!

There was a strange engine sound, different from the usual cars, this engine sound was like a low beast roar, but also like a deep music.

With the low roar of the engine, a huge cruising motorcycle drove to the intersection and slowly stopped in front of the white stop line.

The motorcycle is very eye-catching, and it has robbed all the Mercedes-Benz BMW limelight on the road. For a moment, all pedestrians, including motorists, saluted the motorcycle and its rider.

In the car next to the motorcycle, the young man driving the car tilted his head sideways and looked at the motorcycle and the rider for a while, and then suddenly whispered at the rider through the window: "What a rich man, the Indian Highway Master Customized Edition with the motorcycle license plate of Ming A! I have this money to buy a BMW 740LI pickle girl, isn't it fragrant? There are a few people on the road who know how much your broken motorcycle is worth, and they are really sick!"

said so, but his gaze still couldn't hide the desire in his heart. Men, it's rare to be tempted by mechanical toys.

The reputation of the Indian big cruising road master in China is indeed not high, except for those who play motorcycles, few people know that the big cruise that everyone is familiar with, in addition to Honda's big golden wing, is Harley's big glide. However, those who like to play motorcycles know that the Indian road master is not inferior to the famous Harley glide in China, and the American heavy-duty locomotive is full of style.

American-style big cruise, not to mention anything else, just look at its size to compare the general motorcycle, 2656mm body length, 1000mm width, nearly 1500 car height, the vehicle weight has reached 408 kg, if a short person rides on it, it is like squatting on this industrial beast.

Look at the 1811CC V-twin air-oil-cooled engine, it is estimated that the displacement is larger than half of the car engines running on the road, as for the things on luxury cars, what cruise control, lane departure, this big cruise is almost not lacking.

The rider in front of him is riding a limited edition, a large area of wildfire red with a small piece of thunder black crystal paint, the logo should have been pure 24K gold foil, but now it has been replaced with a sterling silver handmade three-dimensional mark, although there is no standard gold, but it looks more eye-catching.

Such a physique of the American industrial beast will generally look a little thin with a normal Chinese physique, but it is clear that this knight is not like this, and the strong and burly figure straddles the motorcycle to completely control this industrial beast.

The rider in the car was also dressed in an American-style cruising style, with a black and red half-helmet, and on the two helmets were colored Indian chieftains, with ten handmade sterling silver decorative studs embedded from the front of the helmet to the tail of the helmet.

The old-fashioned goggles covered the knight's eyes, and underneath the goggles was a thick black beard that covered the lower half of the knight's face.

The rider wore a black cycling jacket with silk embroidered multicolored Indian chieftain emblems on the chest and back, slightly tight leather cycling trousers, and a pair of dark gray half-height martin boots on his feet.

Both riders and motorcycles exude a wild atmosphere, and on a morning pearl morning, they are out of place with the crowd around them, like a brown bear breaking into a flock.

The green light turned on, and with the sound of the rumbling engine, the rider and the motorcycle disappeared from everyone's sight, and the crowd next to them began to surge again.

The big cruise, carrying the rider, crossed two intersections and turned into a two-lane alley, and after traveling through the alley for almost a hundred meters, it stopped at the door of a small high-ceilinged shop.

The knight turned off the engine and got out of the car, took off his helmet and put it on the car, and stood up quietly and looked at the small shop in front of him.

The shop is not big, almost six meters of the bay, the height of the whole shop is about five meters five, a black signboard on the door of the shop, a circle of white moire, a black bottom, the bottom of the handwritten side of the small restaurant four big characters.

Just when the knight looked at the door, an old lady walked out of the door of the small supermarket next to him, the old lady was about sixty years old, in good spirits, dressed in a dark purple long group with a small shoulder, dressed very ordinary.

"Young man, are you looking for someone?" the old lady looked at the knight with a little alarm in her eyes.

The knight turned his head and smiled at the old lady: "Aunt Qi, it's me, Bian Rui."

"Bian Rui?"

There was disbelief in the old lady's eyes, for the old lady, it was difficult to associate the tall and fat big fat man Bian Rui in her impression with the sturdy young man in front of her, you must know that the fat boy Bian Rui was almost two hundred and fifty pounds, and the one in front of her did not exceed one hundred and seventeen.

Look at people again? The big fat man who originally squinted and smiled when he saw people, and the shawl and messy hair in front of him, and the big hairy beard on his face, didn't match at all.

"Aunt Qi, it's really me, you see?"

The knight parted his hair and beard, as if to let the old lady see it more clearly, but unfortunately the beard was too thick, and it was almost the same whether he brushed it or not.

But the old lady really saw it.

"Yo, good boy, now this physique aunt really can't admit it, foreign food is so unpalatable?

The old lady walked to Bian Rui's side enthusiastically, reached out and pinched Bian Rui's arm a few times.

Bian Rui smiled: "No, I used to be like this, but a few years ago, I was busy making money and socializing too much all day and neglected to exercise, so I gained more than 200 pounds, and seven or eight years ago I was at most 160 pounds."

The old lady looked Bian Rui up and down: "I'm thin, and I'm in good spirits, by the way, this long hair and beard doesn't look good, so I should shave it." Oh, I forgot that the key to your shop is still with me, I'll go get it for you."

"Thank you for taking care of the shop while I'm away".

"Look at what you said, we're neighbors, by the way, you've been gone for almost half a year, I thought you'd be back a long time ago," the old lady said as she walked back.

"It's more than five months, and there are still ten days to half a year," Bian Rui replied.

Waiting for the old lady to take the key, Bian Rui opened the door and found that the shop was clean, which showed that the enthusiastic Aunt Qi took care of the shop quite carefully.

After taking a turn in the shop, taking off the luggage on the motorcycle, and putting it in the small room on the second floor, Bian Rui locked the door, turned around to the side, and prepared to see when the barber shop would open for a haircut, originally I didn't think the barber shop would open so early, who knew that when I got to the door, I found that the door had already opened.

Before entering, he was a wild man with messy hair and a shawl, but after he came out, Bian Ruike was much more energetic, his crisp inch hair could almost see the scalp, and the original beard was even more shaved, leaving only a piece of blue beard.

Bian Rui's appearance is average, his face is a little square and angular, the man is a little angry, the thick black silkworm eyebrows, the eyes are not big, but the tails of the eyes are slightly long, the eyes are very expressive, the nose is not high or low, the nose is not big or small, the lips are not thick or thin, and the recognition of the whole long face in the crowd is not high.

The face is average, but the height is enough to take advantage of, a big man of 1.88 meters, with broad shoulders and a bee waist, although it looks a little loose mentally, but this kind of looseness is not the kind of sickness, but like a leopard lying on a branch lazily yawning.

After taking a shower upstairs and changing into dry clothes, he brought a water pipe out of the kitchen downstairs and began to wash his mount carefully.

After the divorce last year, Bian Rui sold his house, and after dividing the property, he used the remaining money to rent a shop and buy this Indian road master.

After finishing what he had to do, Bian Rui began to fulfill a dream he had long ago, riding a motorcycle from Pearl to Portugal by land.

It took nearly half a year to walk tens of thousands of kilometers, whether it was wind, frost, rain or snow, only this big red was by his side, so now this motorcycle is not simply a motorcycle without life for Bian Rui, but a partner, the most loyal companion on the road.

Bian Ruixian is very careful, even the most difficult corners to wash, Bian Rui also carefully wiped with a wet towel.

I don't know how long it took to wash, Bian Rui turned his head slightly, and found that a pair of feet wearing gray mille-feuille shoes appeared next to him.

When I looked up slightly, I found an old man in a Taoist robe standing in front of me, the Taoist robe was a little white, although the robe was old, but it was still very clean.

"Old Demon ...... Oh, master, why are you here?"

Seeing Lao Dao's face clearly, Bian Rui hurriedly stood up and stood with his hands tied.

Lao Dao is not tall, about 1.7 meters, his body is very thin, at most about 110 pounds, and there is not much hair on his head, and his sparse hair is pulled into a bun, and he is wearing a wooden hairpin.

"Something that doesn't make a living!"

The old man snorted coldly, and then walked into the shop with his hands behind his back. Bian Rui put down the wet towel in his hand and followed Lao Dao into the shop.