Girls are completely irresistible to this starry night sky, and Zhu Xin'er opens her arms to feel the beauty of nature at night.

Syllable!

Zhou Ziju lit a cigarette and spit out one smoke ring after another, the breeze blew his hair, and the smell of tobacco inhaled into his nostrils, with a different kind of ambiguity in the company of beautiful women.

Zhu Xin'er's unique temperament can make many men willingly become her fans, and there are no complaints about being a cow or a horse, Zhou Ziju took a sip of a cigarette, turned his head to look at Zhu Xin'er's bright smile, and smiled slightly, the beauty under the night sky is really suitable for chanting a poem.

"Hey, what's the daze, let's hurry up to the racing track to have a look, maybe you are very good at handling cases, but you are a rookie in racing, as the saying goes, knowing yourself and knowing the other side can win all battles." Zhu Xin'er put her hands behind her back, and trained Zhou Ziju like a little teacher.

Zhou Ziju shrugged his shoulders, too lazy to explain that he was the king of underground racing competitions, and many female fans wrote to him to leave messages to be his girlfriend, it was a crazy time, and until now he is still reminiscing about those days of youth and frivolity.

Zhu Xin'er knows Qiu Shan very well, and is very familiar with the track here, pulling Zhou Ziju along the way to explain while walking, because it is a big night, and because it is also necessary to prepare underground racing props and other things, so it is calm here that people can't see that there are dangers that ordinary people can't imagine.

Looking back and forth, Zhou Ziju probably had the bottom in his heart, or he didn't take racing seriously from beginning to end, after all, this is his strength, but it is still good to know the runway in advance.

The Qiu Mountain track is thirty kilometers long, because it is a mountain area, the curve is not small, a little careless may have an accident, although it is not as terrifying as the eighteen bends of the mountain road, but the victory is in the number of kilometers, there are thirty kilometers, and there is a little bit of underground racing, the battle between the cars.

Zhou Ziju spit out the smoke ring, stroked the blue railing, the cold tentacles lifted his spirits, and squinted his eyes, there is only one rule for underground racing, the first one to run to the finish line is the winner, but any means can be used during the race, this is the most exciting part of underground racing.

But whatever tricks he makes, he follows and is not afraid of anyone's challenge, which has always been his style of doing things.

"Brother Jian, I think this kid is a rookie, is it necessary to be so cautious?"

At a certain commanding height in Qiu Mountain, two or three black shadows held binoculars and watched the figures of Zhou Ziju and Zhu Xin'er, one of whom held a sniper rifle and aimed at Zhou Ziju's back, waiting for the order.

Wang Jian put down the military binoculars in his hand and said lightly: "If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens, since that kid dares to agree, he must have certain means, I don't like accidents, even if there is, it has to disappear in the bud." ”

"Brother Qian, don't worry, this thing will definitely be done for you beautifully, isn't this kid just a matter of one shot, can you use Brother Jian and your old man to go out in person?"

The person behind Wang Jian was wearing a tight black shirt, wearing a thick gold chain around his neck, holding a Cuban cigar in his mouth, and looking at Zhou Ziju's back with a military binoculars in his hand.

However, he also knows that Wang Jian has always been cautious in his affairs and does not allow any mistakes to happen, which is why he likes to cooperate with Wang Qian, the more cautious Wang Jian is, the safer they will be for those who think they are thugs.

"No, you can't use a gun, that kid is from the army, I suspect that the kid is from those special forces, if we use a gun, once that kid doesn't die, we will be exposed, the same system comes out of the gun knows a lot, we can't take this risk and put the gun away." Wang Jian glanced at the man who was aiming with a sniper rifle.

The man with the gold chain waved his hand, and the man with the sniper rifle put the weapon away and put it into the box, his expression slightly regretful, he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had touched the gun.

"Brother Qian, what are we going to do then?" asked the middle-aged man wearing the gold chain.

"Isn't it normal to have an accident on the top of the mountain? I still teach you? Whether we are dead or not, it is a good thing for us. Wang Jian said lightly.

"High, really high, worthy of Brother Qian!"

The middle-aged man wearing a gold chain gave Wang Jian a thumbs up, killing people without seeing blood, and making people unable to find evidence, compared to those of them who are used to solving problems by force.

Wang Jian commanded a few words, then turned around and left, he needed to go back to prepare for racing, check his car and adjust his racing mentality, and he had a hunch that Zhou Ziju would not die.

Of course, he won't say this, it will discourage their enthusiasm for doing things, and he will only think that he is mocking their level of work, and he doesn't need Zhou Ziju to die, just a small accident.

Zhou Ziju and Zhu Xin'er were still walking on the runway, Zhu Xin'er was conscientious and said what she knew, at this point Zhou Ziju sighed, no wonder people can become the big boss of the company, just this attitude has explained everything.

The two walked and stopped, Zhu Xin'er wanted to measure how much curvature there is, how many yards it is best to keep the driving speed, and when turning corners, it is necessary to ensure that the speed is fast and the stability of the car.

Too slow will be overtaken by others, too fast the car will float, the car is easy to roll out, and because it is a curve, not to mention the abyss outside the runway, it is also tens of meters high, once the car falls down, it will die, and there is no room for a little sloppiness.

Zhou Ziju just smoked a cigarette and quietly listened to Zhu Xin'er's explanations and instructions, he didn't say a word, although he felt very long-winded, but he felt that it felt very good, and he had an urge to turn her into his girlfriend, but he still had a wish that had not been fulfilled, and before he completed it, he swore that he would not find a girlfriend.

Just when he was struggling with his feelings for Zhu Xin'er, Zhou Ziju suddenly felt a chill in his back, as if someone had stabbed him in the back with a needle, and the hairs on his whole body stood up, he squinted, this dangerous feeling, is someone aiming?

In order not to cause Zhu Xin'er's panic, Zhou Ziju put his hands into his trouser pockets, one of which held a card, smoking quietly, looking around at the surrounding environment, this is the commanding heights, the most suitable for snipers to ambush, but Qiu Mountain is very close to the county, and because of the special geographical location, it can also lead to other counties, so there will be a lot of vehicles here, and once you dare to shoot, it will cause panic.

And the chill on his back is not like the kind of aiming of a sniper, this feeling is weird, Zhou Ziju sipped his cigarette, his mind was highly concentrated, if there was danger, he would protect Zhu Xin'er as soon as possible.