I hugged Du Sicheng in the front seat tightly, gritted my teeth, and waited for the severe pain and death that followed.

The fear that transcended all was overwhelming me in an instant.

At such a juncture, Du Sicheng frantically lifted the motorcycle faucet like Nima Mob playing fancy motorcycles!

The heart-rending roar almost overpowered the roar of the Harley-Davidson's engine.

I don't know if it's my delusion, there seems to be a slight "click" sound, I don't know where it came from.

My mind was still blank when I saw the front tire of the motorcycle slam against the front of the car blocking the road, making a loud "clang". The weight and power twisted the front of the car and concave it inward!

Under the terrifying power of Harley's explosive terror, the rear wheel of the motorcycle actually rushed up.

And then - we ran over the front of the car, "banged" to the ground, shook my ass up, and then fell hard on the seat.

Fast and furious, this is the romance of men.

It's so cool, I feel like I'm in a cold sweat in an instant.

Of course, if you are cool, your heart can't stand it. A few more times, I estimate that heart disease can be tossed out by Lao Tzu!

"Grass mud horse, Du Sicheng, Lin Fei!"

There was a sound of abuse behind me, and the excitement and excitement in my heart of escaping death was even more indescribable, and I felt that my heart had jumped to a new height that I had never seen before.

I was really ecstatic, and immediately laughed out loud, and gave a middle finger to the person behind me: "Follow Lao Tzu's ass and eat ashes!"

Watching them go away in an instant with their anger and thunder, I don't want to mention how happy it is.

However, at this time, Du Sicheng scolded solemnly and nervously: "Crazy, you are paralyzed! It's never too late to be crazy when you escape, don't you see any other motorcycles?"

There was anger and anxiety in his voice, but there seemed to be a pain that he was trying to suppress.

I reacted quickly and looked around to see that there was a motorcycle chasing us.

Du Sicheng turned the faucet directly, but he always felt that this action was very difficult for him. At least it was very jerky and difficult, and it didn't have the same flow as before.

You must know that when he shuttled through the encirclement before, he was like a nimble swimming fish. Although the situation was too urgent to pay attention to, it was undeniably pleasing to the eye.

Du Sicheng's mind was very clear, and he rushed directly into the pedestrian street with limited road piles. In this way, you can directly leave the big car, and only motorcycles and battery cars can continue to chase.

Of course, the mobility of the Harley should not be underestimated, and it was difficult for the motorcycle to bite us, let alone the battery car that was thrown away.

I thought that I had escaped nine times out of ten, but Du Sicheng dropped the chain at a critical moment. I don't know how to do it, the speed of turning the faucet can't keep up with this kind of furious speed, and I really watched the Harley-Davidson crash straight into a billboard!

Du Sicheng's last emergency response was to desperately step on the brakes.

Under the action of centrifugal force, I was thrown out of the car directly.

In an instant, the whole person was thrown into the air, and the feeling of weightlessness was really not wonderful, and I watched in horror as I crashed into that billboard!

"Bang

A series of crashing sounds.

The flickering billboard was directly dented and deformed, and finally fell to the ground and fell apart with a heavy load. The light flickered twice at the end of the last crossbow, and a few small sparks appeared, and it was completely extinguished.

Even though I was wearing a helmet, I felt a splitting headache with pins and needles in pain. The whole person was thrown to the ground, as if his bones were about to be broken, and the pain made Lao Tzu's eyes dark.

I'm in good shape, Du Sicheng groaned in pain, miserable under the Harley-Davidson motorcycle.

It seems that luck is not good, and the arm is pierced by a broken piece of a billboard. Crushed under the heavy Harley-Davidson motorcycle, the whole person struggled but couldn't get up, and tears flowed out of his eyes.

I hurriedly propped myself up and helped him lift the motorcycle with all my suffocating strength.

I really don't know if I don't touch it, and I'm scared when I touch it.

This Maharley motorcycle sank to death, and Lao Tzu was not strong enough under the pain, and he couldn't lift it up.

I was really shocked, I don't know how he lifted the faucet with the weight of me and Du Sicheng at that time!

Seeing that there were cars chasing me to the streets, I was immediately anxious and had to rescue Du Sicheng immediately.

"Damn, it's bad luck!"

Du Sicheng burst into tears, his eye lenses were broken, and he yelled at me: "Run, don't worry about Lao Tzu!"

I immediately stood up and angrily yelled at him: "I'll run you paralyzed!"

Du Sicheng risked his life to save Lao Tzu, am I still a human being when I throw him down and run?

Two-word pliers sheep and horses, one of the best postures. With the support of the lower disc as stable as a rock, I violently clung to the body and exerted my strength.

"Ahh

Lift the Harley motorcycle in one hand!

Du Sicheng hurriedly got up and turned over on the motorcycle.

At the same time, the fastest man behind him had already rushed over.

"Grass, you are paralyzed!" I didn't even think about it, and suddenly I flew up with a kick.

With a "bang", the man was kicked by me from the side, and immediately fell out of the car and screamed and fell to the ground. Under the action of inertia, it was still miserable to slide on the ground a few meters away.

And the motorcycle was even more unmanned, rushing straight out of the distance and crashing over.

I slammed onto Du Sicheng's back seat, still holding the mountain opening wheel in my hand, and said with red eyes: "Brother Cheng, drive quickly!"

Luckily, Harley only broke the headlights, and it exploded into a loud roar and drove again.

But this time, Du Sicheng's speed was much slower.

His right hand hung limply, the splinter still in the flesh. Blood seeped out and stained the sleeves of my shirt red, and I panicked when I saw it.

Harley-Davidson motorcycles have been modified to reach speeds of up to a terrifying 200 kilometers per hour. Du Sicheng used to play motorcycle drag racing, and this car should also have this kind of performance.

But the key is that now he is struggling to control the direction with one hand, not to mention the speed of 200 kilometers per hour, even his mother is 12 dangerous. The body is shaky, and it seems that it may crash at any time, which makes Lao Tzu worried.

"Brother Cheng, this speed is not good, they can catch up!"

"Damn, I don't know if you want to push it harder?

"What then?"

"Have you ever played the single-player game of Violent Moto?"

Du Sicheng sneered, gritted his teeth and said, "Whoever approaches our car, cut him down!"

Grass, worthy of being the second-in-command of Qilintang, is fierce enough.

Listening to Lao Tzu's blood boiling!