Chapter 63: The Wind Puller's Mount

The next morning, the window gradually brightened, and before I knew it, the whole night had passed, and there was a faint sound of some morning exercisers boxing with the old man outside.

"Cao Nima, it's finally done!"

Looking at the 10,000-character manuscript he had just typed on the computer screen, Xie Lang stood up and couldn't help but stretch.

Brother is going to participate in a singing competition tonight, and then he has to complete the porcelain touching task on the weekend.

In order to keep changing, I sacrificed a whole night of picking up girls, just to be able to update the novel to readers as soon as possible.

I wonder if there is an author in the world who loves his readers as much as I do?

Just ask if there is a second author in this world who is as handsome as me and cares so much about readers?

went to the bathroom and flushed his face, Xie Lang looked in the mirror, it was okay not to look at it, but he was startled when he saw it: Nima, who is this sloppy middle-aged uncle with panda eyes inside?

"Eh, Xie Lang, Xie Lang, your parents obviously gave birth to you so handsome, you don't rely on your face to eat, but you want to write a novel~~ Look at it, this is the end of writing a novel. ”

That's right, obviously there are so many women who want to support me, but fortunately, my brother is not a self-depraved person.

I Xie Lang never eats with my face. I don't have much interest in eating with my face, I just love my readers, and I like to write novels to them.

After Xie Lang cheered himself in front of the mirror, he went out of the gate.

When I came to the gate of the community, I saw that the parking space was full of various vehicles, and one of the most conspicuous places, a dazzling silver-white motorcycle, stood there.

Almost at this moment, all the private cars in the entire community were robbed of the limelight by it, and even a BMW parked next to it became a lot overshadowed.

The entire body of that motorcycle was silvery-white, including the saddles and tires wound by steel rims. Looking at the past, the silver-white tires are like spraying protective spray, and no dust can be picked up at all.

Man, be sure to have a motorcycle of your own!

Xie Lang has remembered this sentence since he was a child, and he thinks that a man who drives a motorcycle is a real man.

The moment you put on your cycling suit, put on your helmet and step on the motorcycle, and twist the accelerator, it is undoubtedly the moment when a man shines the most.

Of course, there are also people who say, do you have to have a motorcycle as a man? I have a car, or am I comfortable riding a battery bike on the street?

Xie Lang didn't understand this sentence at the time, but when he unscrewed the accelerator and soared full horsepower, he understood why most men love motorcycles.

It's like a woman would be attracted to jewelry and designer fashion.

If you don't buy a heavy locomotive, you'll never experience this feeling!

"Aang!"

Xie Lang stepped across, and the engine car erupted with a shocking engine roar.

"Yo, it's not bad to use this system's reward car for pretending. ”

That's right, this car is the Netherworld locomotive that Xie Lang rode last night, and if you press the switch, you will have to be promoted to a dark Netherworld locomotive.

If Xie Lang doesn't press it, the appearance will be the same as that of ordinary motorcycles, but the performance is much stronger than that of ordinary motorcycles.

"Wow" suddenly...

Xie Lang unscrewed the accelerator, and the ghost locomotive rushed out like a lightning bolt, and several boxing old men around him were stunned on the spot, standing in place and rubbing their eyes.

They thought they were dreaming just now, until they heard a "swish", and the kid who was riding on the motorcycle before ran away, and several old men's straw hats were blown away, revealing a bare bald head.

During the day, Xie Lang didn't dare to speed up, he only drove to fifty yards, the car was very stable, even if it was a stone slag on the side of the road, it would not affect the performance of the Nether locomotive at all, and the shock absorption effect should be strengthened by the system.

For a while, the pedestrians on the road cast all kinds of envious, jealous and hateful glances, and the return rate was almost as high as 100%.

Just because the motorcycle is so eye-catching, the silver-white body exudes a 24K pure titanium alloy silver luster under the sun, even if you walk on the road and don't look directly, you will be reflected on the body on the face, which is simply blind everyone's eyes.

Xie Lang shuttled through the streets recklessly, thinking: Fortunately, it's not summer, otherwise my brother would definitely wear a shirt and open his collar!

That's right, that's in line with the image of a rogue and a hooligan.

"Wait, isn't it too high-profile for me to rush into the campus like this? I don't like to pretend... It's not right, it's too much to force or not pretend!

Thinking of this, Xie Lang put on his sunglasses, then opened his collar, unscrewed the accelerator, and the ghost locomotive suddenly rushed into the campus.

At this time, I suddenly heard a burst from the school gate, and many students on the playground pricked up their ears, and then they saw a silver-white super domineering motorcycle, which broke directly into the playground, and the sound of the exhaust hole resounded in the sky, attracting the attention of all students at the scene.

Many classmates looked at it, only to see the man on the motorcycle, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking a little bohemian, obviously an inch head, without a few hairs, but the small miscellaneous hairs were still flying in the wind.

"Ahh ”

"Who is this, driving Halle to school??"

Many people all noticed Xie Lang's arrival, but Xie Lang was wearing big sunglasses at this time, and ordinary people couldn't see who he was at all.

"Awesome, this car is much more awesome than the Lamborghini and Mercedes-Benz driven by the rich second generation in our school. ”

",,... All kinds of slots can't describe the amazement in my heart... It's so handsome. ”

Crunch!!

The roar of the Nether Locomotive drowned out the singing of the school radio, and the car ended with a dragon swinging its tail, dragging a clear tire mark on the road and stopping like the wind in the most prominent position in the playground.

"Hmph, just ask you guys, I'm pretending to be 6 or not. ”

Xie Lang had a small cigarette in his mouth, which was obviously blown out by the wind, and the sparks hit his face, tears flowed out, and he had to endure poss.

"Damn, what is Huang Xiaobo looking at, didn't Lao Tzu just change his mount and vest and don't know Lao Tzu? And the goalkeeper who plays football over there, what is the German name that kid, yes, it's you, guard your door, what are you looking at, haven't you seen a handsome guy like Lao Tzu?" Xie Lang supported the car with one foot, stepped on the pedal with one foot, took off his sunglasses, and revealed his handsome face.

"What's the matter, it's actually Xie Lang, this scumbag??"

"I can't help but want to say again. ”

"Damn, Xie Lang, this scumbag boy is so thin, how can he ride such a heavy motorcycle? Also, isn't his family very poor, how can he drive such a domineering motorcycle!"

"He must be mimicking the mysterious masked man who appeared last night!"