Like, it's so similar, it's like it's carved out of a mold!

Mao Xiaohu carefully looked at the temperament beauty in front of him, and found that she was wearing a black tight leather jacket and leather pants......

By the way, I remember! Guo Caijie!

She really looks like Guo Caijie! She looks capable and beautiful, full of intellectual taste, which makes people almost wonder if she has arrived in Taiwan!

"Hey, what are you looking at, are you leaving?" Seeing the man next to him staring at him so lustfully, the temperament beauty became a little impatient.

Her words can be regarded as a reaction to Mao Xiaohu's choking, Mao Xiaohu hurriedly nodded, said let's go, and then immediately got into the car.

After getting in the car, Mao Xiaohu was actually quite embarrassed, after all, he had just come up from the river, and his whole body was wet, and the river was also a stinky river, and there were many chemical factories and residential areas around him, what chemical raw materials, and the and urine in the sewer were all discharged into it, so the smell on his body was quite pungent and smelly.

But this temperamental beauty didn't care about him, it seemed that she was in a hurry, and after getting in the car, she stepped on the accelerator and blasted away.

At this moment, Mao Xiaohu was still admiring the group of panting fools chasing behind him from the rearview mirror, and just wanted to turn around to say hello to them, and when he mocked twice, he found that Lei Gongzui's gang chased forward for a while, and then stopped, as if they were filled with lead, and froze, with a solemn and serious expression on his face, pointing to the license plate number and not knowing what he was muttering, in short, acting strangely.

At this moment, even Mao Xiaohu became curious, thinking: Who is this temperament beauty, how can she have such a great magic, even a license plate number can be so in her mouth?

Soon, the temperament beauty drove the car to the top of a mountain, I don't know where, I saw her breathe a sigh of relief, after getting out of the car, she leaned on the front cover of the car and took out a cigarette, skillfully lit the fire, and then spit out a puff of smoke, looking very sophisticated.

At that time, Mao Xiaohu was sitting in the car, looking at her like that, with the bright moonlight in the distance, coupled with her short burgundy hair and black leather pants, she suddenly felt a bit like a cat girl.

Then, after taking a deep puff of cigarette and flicking off the cigarette butt, she returned to the car, took out her mobile phone, and dialed a number, because she was driving a car phone, and the data cable connected the mobile phone directly to the car, so Mao Xiaohu could also hear the content of the call:

"Hey, Lin Wanqing, where are you? Come back quickly! Just now I went to save a person by the canal, so the game just now doesn't count, you come back quickly, let's compete again!"

Then I heard a very magnetic female voice on the other end of the phone: "Ouch, Sister Hong, you are playing with me again, I just thought I didn't see it, I had already overtaken you before you passed through the canal!

But the temperamental beauty was not convinced, and said: "Why are you willing to gamble and lose, the old lady hasn't lost yet! Lin Wanqing, who are you talking to? It's getting bigger and smaller! No, no, no! We have to compete again tonight, otherwise you don't want the pearl in my hand!"

"I'm waiting for you at the top of the mountain, and you just say you're not coming, right?"

After saying this, the voice on the other side looked quite helpless, "Alas, okay, okay, I've known you for so many years, you know how to bully me." Okay, okay, count me unlucky, I'll come right over!"

With that, with a violent roar of the engine, the phone hung up.

Soon, within three or four minutes, on the road below the foot of the mountain, a red Aston Martin was seen speeding towards me.

"You're going to race with her, with all due respect, you may not be able to outrun her. At this time, Mao Xiaohu, who had been silent for a long time, opened his mouth.

But as soon as the words fell, it immediately attracted a sneer from a temperamental beauty: "Heh, do you know what kind of car I have, I speak wildly!"

Mao Xiaohu was not angry, but said unhurriedly: "Ferrari 488, pista, high-performance version, 100 kilometers in 2.9 seconds, 700 horsepower, 3.9 liters of twin-turbo, mid-rear-drive, all of them are more than 5.3 million, and they have to increase the price to pick up the car, at least wait for more than half a year......"

"Yo, you also know how to drive?" the temperament beauty was a little surprised.

Mao Xiaohu ignored her, just smiled faintly, and then opened the car door, went down to take a breath, and lit a cigarette melodiously, and then pointed to the Aston Martin that was speeding towards the top of the mountain on the winding mountain road and said:

"Her car is Aston Martin DB11, 5.2 liters, twin-turbo, V12, coupe model, her car is an engine developed in cooperation with Mercedes-Benz AMG, horsepower is of course a little worse than your authentic French blood, but there is also 608 horsepower, although the acceleration of 100 kilometers is officially 3.9 seconds, but that is for the V8 model, her V12 should be 3.5 seconds, and listen to this sound, it should also brush the ECP, change the wheel hub and exhaust, and now the estimated speed is about three seconds, you really don't necessarily run her in a straight line！”

"Damn, you know so much, what the hell are you doing?"

After listening to Mao Xiaohu's introduction, the temperament beauty was even more surprised, she never expected that such a sloppy and sloppy homeless man with the smell of urine would know more about cars than herself, an amateur racing driver!

Seeing the other party's surprised expression, Mao Xiaohu was naturally quite proud, and he said in his heart: Of course, my brother has driven M5 before, and it is also a limited edition of the Night Knight, for these license plates that can compete with me, of course, they have also studied it clearly!

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just because ......" Mao Xiaohu was just about to say a few words that shocked her casually, and then successfully pretended to be forced to hide his merit and fame, when the Aston Martin roared up the mountain.

A beautiful woman with long hair and big wavy curls wearing a red miniskirt and blue stiletto heels got off the driver's seat directly, walked in front of her with her hands on her chest, and complained quite unhappily:

"Sister, I'm almost sleepy when you toss up and down the mountain, let's not compare tonight!"

As she spoke, she naturally saw Mao Xiaohu standing next to her, sloppy, soaked into a soup chicken.

At this time, his body was still emitting a foul smell from the stinky gutter, and people were about to vomit when they smelled it, so Da Wa Curly pinched his nose with a disgusted face: "Ouch, sister, who is this, where did you pick it up?"

This is what I just told you, the person who bravely saved him on the road seems to be a car repairer, and he knows how to drive cars!"

Mao Xiaohu couldn't help but feel a little helpless when he heard this, and complained in his heart: "Damn, you only repair cars, and your whole family repairs cars! Which car repairer have you ever seen, and he looks as handsome as me? Brother is a rich second generation, a billionaire, okay! Don't look at the supercars you play, I can buy them back with just a few fingers!"

But when the words came to his mouth, Mao Xiaohu looked down at his dress, his whole body was wet, and he even had rotten vegetable leaves in his hair, not to mention how disgusting it was, and the smell of urine was mixed with his clothes, not to mention how disgusting, at this time, the facts were in front of him, no matter what he said, no one would believe it!

Thinking of this, he held back for the time being and didn't speak.

At this time, Big Wave didn't care about this, her mind was all on the racing car and the pearl as a bet, so she pointed to a certain direction at the foot of the mountain, and said to the temperament beauty:

"Sister, we can't play tricks anymore this time, did you see, there is a pavilion at the foot of the mountain, and a red lantern was hung there when I came up. Let's finish over there, and we'll win here first!"

"Okay, it's okay, it's a word!" said the temperamental beauty cheerfully.

However, as she walked back, she frowned, looking a little preoccupied, and her eyes looked at the tail exhaust and the wheels of the big wavy Aston Martin car several times.

In the end, she couldn't help it, so she pulled Mao Xiaohu over and asked in a low voice: "Hey, then according to what you say, her car is modified, do I have no chance of winning at all?"

"Not necessarily, as long as you do a little, there is still hope!"

"Do what?" asked the temperamental beauty, who was interested.

Mao Xiaohu thought to himself that this opportunity for Nima to pretend to be forced has finally come, didn't you just say that I was a car repairer, okay, brother will show you his real strength!

He smiled and said:

"Unless, let me do it!"