The white one, called the Suzuki Hayabusa, is a water-cooled four-stroke with a zero to 100 km/h in 2.41 seconds. The black and red is the Honda Fire Blade, with a power of 126 kilowatts, a compression ratio of nearly 12 to 1, and super explosive power. The black one is called the Six-Eyed Demon God, which is Kawasaki's top brand, with a maximum displacement of 1352cc, which makes you feel like you are driving a jet. Finally, there's the black-and-blue Yamaha R1, which has four cylinders that operate independently for a more delicate ride.

Miyuki Yokoyama proudly said that each of the four cars can run at a speed of 300 kilometers per hour.

Mu Yuan didn't understand this, so it was a bit like listening to a book from heaven. But just looking at the appearance of these metal beasts makes me feel murderous.

Machine?

Yes, yes.

To sum up, I should pick that one.

According to the database summary, the falcon is a fast sword, that is, fast. The Fire Blade comes with a burst seed that you can blast when you need it. The Six-Eyed Demon God is gifted, relying on his super exhaust to take a simple and rough route. Yamaha eats the most and requires the rider to have a meticulous handling. To sum up, these four cars have their own characteristics, but I advise you not to choose any of them.

Why? Isn't my such a good locomotive worthy of me?

You think too much, and the machine said in a contemptuous tone, with your current physique, novices are not counted, and you can't drive this kind of thing that only old drivers can ride, and the direct consequence of the hard is to overturn.

Seeing Mu Yuan stunned there, Saki Aoyama and Miyuki Yokoyama thought that he didn't know which one to choose. So I started to come up with ideas.

Choosing a falcon is particularly fast. Shahi is clearly a supporter of speed. The deputy leader, Miyuki, supports the Six-Eyed Demon God and throws everything a million kilometers away.

Choose one, the eldest sister also said encouragingly next to her. Directly to you, as the second leader of our Tempest Group in the past three years. He was also the first new member to join. I don't know why, when I said this, with the domineering spirit of the eldest sister, there was also a hint of gloom in my tone.

What?, Mu Yuan asked subconsciously

It's okay, it's just happy. Riko Tachibana sniffed. Said casually.

The treasure of the eldest sister's head is rarely touched by us. Aoyama Sahi's sister answered obediently. She's okay, looking at these four cars just blushing with excitement, Miyuki Yokoyama has already rushed up with saliva and recklessly, and her eyes are shining and she is touching it. If it weren't for the fact that her hardware conditions were really insufficient, eighty percent would have ridden it early.

Mu Yuan looked at Suzuki, sat down on the six-eyed demon god, tried the fire blade, and touched Yamaha again. pretended to compare for a long time, and finally said in the eyes of the three beauties. If you really want to choose a mount, can you give me the deputy leader's motorcycle?

At the same time, he said to himself in his heart, they are all such heavy guys, and if they make a slight mistake when they drive, they will die without a corpse. I'm right, I'm not fit for this.

But...

The eldest sister raised her head and stopped Saki Aoyama, who wanted to speak, although she herself had a doubtful look, but she still chose to believe it.

Actually, I don't think I have any credit for joining the organization, and I can't just accept the treasure of my eldest sister's head. Mu Yuan said in a deep voice with sincere feelings, please give me some time, I will prove myself with my performance. And, although I don't know exactly what happened, I can sense that these four cars have a special meaning to the eldest sister, so let them stop here before I think I can deserve one of them.

The machine gave applause in a timely manner, this is better than the outfit, I will give you full marks.

Now, can you let me eat something, I'm going to starve to death from last night to now.

Well, the eldest sister who was touched immediately agreed.

Seeing this somewhat hippie smiling but elusive guy leave, Riko Tachibana asked Saki Aoyama to get Mu Yuan something to eat. Then Miyuki Yokoyama tilted his head and said, did he find something?

No, although he may be a little confused, it is clear that he has not found anything. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been rejected. Also, what's wrong with your little turtle king, it's usually useless and useless?

How can it be repaired.,Since this car has been ridden by others.,It's really getting weaker and weaker.,That thief is really too much.,Speaking of it, you have to blame this guy Mu.。。。

Riko Tachibana was silent for a while, and then suddenly grabbed Miyuki Yokoyama and kissed her fiercely on the lips.

For a long time, her lips parted, she looked at Miyuki Yokoyama, who was as confused as a quail in her arms, and said domineeringly, Remember, the car can be given, you are mine...

In the afternoon, after eating a large bowl of soybeans and other food, Mu Yuan, who was taking a nap, was awakened by a smack, but in fact, he slept quite peacefully. It's a pity that Jiji is a qualified bustard. Turning on the current paralyzed him. Forcibly turned on the form of true paralysis, the savior naturally would not be in a good mood, and then he heard the tsk under the prompting of the too wit.

Who's eating duck neck? It's delicious to listen to. Ah, and a sigh of satisfaction, listening to the voice is Miyuki Yokoyama's little Barbie. Tsk tsk, so hard, aren't you afraid of shortness of breath? Damn, my hook worm is also up.

Coming out of the guest room, there was no one in the large living room on the first floor. The thragging came from upstairs. He walked up to the second floor and saw that Saki Aoyama's sister was peeping on her waist.

Mu Yuan walked over and patted Shahi's sister gently.

Ah, the girl is seeing the critical moment, and her excited eyes are full of tears. If it weren't for the teeth biting the fingers, this would have been screaming.

Seeing Mu Yuan looking at him curiously, Aoyama Saxi's face was red as if dripping blood, and the next second she covered her face, and the girl turned her head and ran away.

What the hell? Mu Yuan looked at the girl from the girl's point of view. . .

I shuddered hard.

The scene before him was like that of Cruso's old rulers, full of indescribable, indescribable, inconceivable.

Yokoyama Miyuki's sister is half-lying and half-leaning in the arms of the eldest sister, covered in snow-white. Her little face was crimson, her eyes were misty, and unconscious words came out of her mouth. Riko Tachibana clasped her hands on her duckling's eggs, her fingers fiddling with the tiny bulges, intentionally or unintentionally. Every touch was met with a wheezing.

This is a special quilt. Mu Yuan and his friends were stunned.