"Hey...... At this time, you should pay attention to the point of speaking, this frequency is shared by both parties, and people can hear it when you speak......" Xiao Nan turned his head and glanced at Qingcheng next to him, there is no doubt that he must have heard Huzi's words through the Bluetooth headset in the helmet just now, but Qingcheng just shrugged his shoulders to Xiao Nan and said that he didn't care, and the faint smile on his face seemed to be indifferent.

"Uh...... I forgot!" Huzi still unrepentantly provoked the rival convoy on the radio. "But what does it matter! I just think you can win, trust me, my sixth sense has always been accurate!"

Obviously, the team in S Province not only participated in the Qingcheng with radio and Bluetooth headsets, but several people from the Qingcheng team around them turned their heads to look at Xiao Nan, their eyes looked very disdainful, they won Xiao Nan's team several times in a row, and they no longer put this team that had won them countless times in the previous two years, even if it was Cheng Xiaonan of "the fastest legend of Baoquan Mountain", in their opinion, he must not be the opponent of the retired national champion Qingcheng.

"Cheng Xiaonan, are you ready, let's start the game?" Qingcheng gently patted Xiao Nan's shoulder and said, "I can't wait to get back the title of the fastest legend, and-" He squeezed his eyes at Xiao Ting behind Xiao Nan: ", I've always been very interested in this little girl, let me see the wonderful cornering skills of the two of you two!"

"Hmph, damn weird uncle!" Xiao Ting stuck out her tongue at Qingcheng and grimaced: "I'm afraid you won't even be able to see our taillights when the time comes~"

"Uh...... The mouth is really powerful...... Qingcheng smiled and shook his head, then turned his face to Xiao Nan and said, "Call the pad to come up?"

"Okay, it's not early, I'll call my people out~"

The so-called cushion means that before the start of the official race, each side sends a person as the striker to set off first, so that they can inform the people behind them of the road conditions they see along the way and the situation of the passing of the traffic, so that the drivers of the race can prepare in advance and prevent traffic dangers.

Of course, if it is just a simple task to report the road conditions, the first person to appear will definitely feel bored and unable to lift their spirits, so they will often compete with each other, just like before the official start of a concert, special guests will be invited to perform on the mat.

"You, whoever is the cushion, have the courage to come out one!" Xiao Nan waved and shouted loudly to the young people behind him. Obviously, among this large group of young heavy motorcycle enthusiasts, Xiao Nan is the most authoritative leader, and even the well-connected Huzi can only be relegated to the second in command.

"I'm coming!" A good-looking, looking boy in his early twenties stepped forward from the crowd, it turned out that Yun Feiyang, who was given the nickname "Yun Girl" by everyone because of his too delicate appearance, buckled up his painted helmet full of skulls, turned over and rode his car, a blue and white Yamaha YZF400, and as soon as he twisted the throttle, he jumped to the starting line drawn on the road, and nodded at Xiao Nan and Xiao Ting: "Brother Xiao Nan, look at me!"

"Don't just run, remember to report the road conditions, pay attention to safety, don't hold on to the gas pedal like you run on the road, there are a lot of curves here, be careful. Xiao Nan told him.

"Don't worry, we have run Baoquan Mountain no less than thirty times, I will pay attention. ”

"Well, that's good. Xiao Nan turned around and said to Qingcheng: "Our people have arrived, who is from your side?"

"YZF400, we don't seem to have such a small displacement car here......" Qingcheng looked a little embarrassed. Indeed, on the side of the fleet in Province S, there are not many medium-sized locomotives with a displacement of less than 750CC, and the 400CC has become a lightweight small class in front of them.

"What do you say, what's wrong with the small displacement, don't look at the heavy cars over there, you have the ability to pull them out and slip!" Qingcheng's words made the big boys on Xiao Nan's side a little excited: "That's it, those who have the ability to come out and compare! The size of the displacement is not the decisive factor in the corner!"

Indeed, before the retired racer suddenly appeared, Xiao Nan's team had never lost to the opponent in an open competition even once, and even if he won many games in a row after he came, everyone only obeyed the former national champion, and did not pay much attention to the fighting power of the rest of their team.

"Don't you think my car has a small displacement?" Yun Feiyang shouted at the convoy in S Province dissatisfiedly: "Drive your heavy car here, I don't care, no matter how large the engine displacement is, whether you can win or not depends on your personal level~"

"That's right, in that case, our team is embarrassed to take advantage of you. With a crisp woman's voice, a tall woman in black in the S provincial convoy stepped out of the crowd, she wore a black tight motorcycle pants, and tied a fiery red scarf around her neck, and the scarf around her neck moved with the wind when she walked, like a beating flame.

The woman looked to be about twenty-four or five years old, with red phoenix eyes and willow eyebrows, delicate lips painted with a faint lip gloss, a thin and fair melon seed face that looked particularly radiant, and her black hair was combed in a high ponytail behind her head. She walked gracefully and lightly, her tight black motorcycle suit outlined the curves of her proud breasts, a pair of slender and straight legs were even more curvaceous, and her big eyes with a smile glanced at Qingcheng with a sparkling look, and then fell on Yun Feiyang, who was challenging herself. "I'll compare you to each other, our cars happen to be about the same displacement. ”

"Ah, it's a girl...... I don't want to compare myself with my sister......" Yun Feiyang was obviously dissatisfied with his opponent.

"How old are you, and your sister is also called by you?" The woman glanced at Yun Feiyang contemptuously, and snorted: "If you don't dare to compare with your sister, you will go back, why bother to come out and be embarrassed?"

"What? I'm going to lose to a girl, it's ridiculous!" Yun Feiyang's eyes glared: "It's better than that, we won't lose to a girl if we lose to anyone!"

"Little brother, don't talk too much~ What if you lose?" The beauty squinted her eyes and looked at Yun Feiyang with a smile. Yun Feiyang was stunned for a moment, then turned his heart sideways, and said viciously: "Okay, if I lose, I'll take off my shirt, do you dare to bet with me?" After speaking, he raised his chin proudly and looked at the woman with his provocative eyes.

"Hehehe...... You're funny little brother......" The woman laughed as she covered her lips with her slender white fingers, and the smile was like a flower twig. "Okay, sister, I can take the opportunity to admire your little ribs. But to be honest, my sister is really not very interested in your washboard body...... Well, if it's this little sister, it seems to be quite expected, and it must be worth a look......" As she spoke, she suddenly stretched out her hand and hooked Xiaoting's chin with her fingers, which frightened Xiaoting and quickly dodged.

"Yuexi ......" Qingcheng shook his head gently at the woman: "Okay, don't make trouble, let's start quickly." ”

"Okay, let's start then, little brother, you have to be careful, don't look at the sunshine is very good now, if you lose and take off your shirt, let the mountain wind blow but it's easy to catch a cold~" The woman squeezed her eyes mischievously at Yun Feiyang, turned around and returned to her convoy, and rolled her eyes angrily at Yun Feiyang.

After a while, a heavy and powerful exhaust sound like a war drum was heard, and then a motorcycle with red and white plates raised its front wheels high and scurried like a wild horse, and the woman in the car gently braked the rear wheel, and the front wheel landed firmly on the starting line.

"CB400SS!" A large group of boys on Xiao Nan's side were stunned, this delicate and charming woman actually drove a motorcycle with such a tough style.

CB400SS, known as the ultimate dream of a mature man, the whole car is full of silver chrome metal parts, the style is tough and the appearance is unpretentious, and the low-key hides a gorgeous retro temperament, the engine is a single-cylinder double camshaft four-valve, with a displacement of 400CC. Because it is a single-cylinder 400, compared with the inline four-cylinder engine with smooth power output, the low-rpm acceleration of this car is simply violent and rude, although the top speed is far less than the YZF400, but the acceleration from 0 to 60 kilometers per hour is beyond the reach of the same displacement straight four engine.

The woman smiled at Yun Feiyang: "Little brother, are you ready?" Sister, it's terrible for me to be serious~"

The front wheels of the two 400CC locomotives pressed against the starting line, and they kept banging on the throttle, and the smooth and pleasant exhaust sound of the straight four engines was mixed with the low and powerful exhaust sound of the war drums of the single-cylinder twin-cam four-valve engine.

Yuexi brought a glossy black all-inclusive sports helmet, and the back of the helmet was written in pink handwriting with the two small words "Yuexi", and a broken heart was drawn next to it. She turned her head and winked at Qingcheng playfully, and with a wave of her right hand, wearing professional armor gloves, she lowered the helmet's deceleration lens, and the silver-white windshield goggles suddenly obscured her beautiful smile.

"Three, two, one, GO!" With the temporary referee of the sincere order, the two people on the starting line at the same time let go of the clutch right hand to the throttle, Yuexi's CB400SS with the natural advantage of single-cylinder engine low speed and high torque, the first to rush across the starting line, and the YZF400 Yun Feiyang is obviously inexperienced in the race, the throttle was too big at the start so that the rear wheel was idling on the spot, wasting an extremely precious few tenths of a second, and when the rear wheel of his locomotive regained its grip, the CB400SS of Yuexi in front of him was already far away twenty meters away, and the red scarf tied around her neck was like a flame dancing with the wind floating behind her。