Chapter 57: Drag Racing

Until Xie Lang's departure, from the beginning to the end of the battle, the whole process only took less than ten minutes.

Looking at Xie Lang's figure that had disappeared, the onlookers at the scene took a deep breath.

"The Masked Man... Who the hell is he?"

Xia Xingxing and everyone couldn't help but be stunned, secretly wondering: What is the identity of this person?

This is what kind of awesome technology and extraordinary courage it takes to dare to ride a cool motorcycle and drag race in the city.

"Shhh

The leader of the gangsters fled in the wilderness, and the various onlookers around him watched it for a while.

Originally, they thought that they would see a big show next, but they expected that the other party would definitely take out the phone and call a large group of subordinates to take revenge.

But who would have thought that the result was beyond their expectations.

At this time, it was twelve o'clock in the morning, and the bustling street was still full of cars, but there were many fewer people.

"Hey, Binhu Police Station, I'm going to report the case..."

"Well, yes, there is a drag racer riding a black motorcycle, not to mention the people who are racing in the city, and he has injured a lot of people. ”

When the owner of the Internet café saw that the Internet café was smashed, he was resentful, and just after seeing Xie Lang leave, he immediately took out his mobile phone and reported the matter.

At this moment, Xie Lang was driving a nether locomotive, racing all the way through the city.

Just when he passed by the three-way intersection of a red street light, he unexpectedly found that there was a SWAT explosion-proof car parked in front of him?

Then, the searchlight in front of the SWAT car shone on Xie Lang's body, and Xie Lang's heart suddenly swooped, and he secretly screamed that it was not good.

"You drag racing parties, can you have some quality, can you sleep well in the middle of the night!"

I saw that in the SWAT car, a woman stuck her little head out of the window, and shouted at Xie Lang with a small horn in her hand.

Nima.

Isn't this the "saber-toothed tiger" SWAT explosion-proof car in the afternoon?

And this woman...

it!

It's her again!

It's really haunting.

Xie Lang shook his head, secretly wondering why he was so unlucky, and actually ran into Wu Ye again?

That's right!

This woman is none other than Xie Lang's nemesis, Wu Ye.

What's infuriating is that Wu Ye just finished taking a shower when the phone call came.

Originally, Wu Ye didn't need to go to the police for this kind of trivial matter of drag racing, and if you want to blame it, Xie Lang, this kid, is to blame for disturbing the people.

Who let him ride a motorcycle around and pretend to be forced, which caused strong dissatisfaction among many citizens, and the phone of the urban police station was blown up.

Then a notice was issued from above, saying that this drag racing party would be brought to justice.

At the same time, Xie Lang glanced at the SWAT car that was about ten meters away from him, and a pair of thief eyes kept looking at Wu Ye's pretty face from behind the mask.

This woman really looks at it more and more femininely.

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——2

——1

Honk!

Rumble!

When the traffic light turned green, Xie Lang decisively twisted the throttle, and the sound of the heavy exhaust hole kept knocking on everyone's hearts.

"Attention!" Wu Ye secretly screamed, as if he had expected something.

Rise!

The next moment!

The wind was raging, and the ground trembled.

The sound of a huge motor suddenly sounded, and before Wu Ye could react, Xie Lang turned the head of the car and twisted the accelerator to the extreme in one fell swoop, and at this time his figure was already a hundred meters away.

Chu Minghui, who was sitting in the cab, was immediately stunned.

He froze slightly for a few seconds, and then half-jokingly said, "This guy is the fastest motorcyclist I've ever seen. ”

Looking at the dense fog that gradually drifted away, Wu Ye's originally white face suddenly turned white, and a pair of big watery eyes were almost about to erupt into flames.

A Xie Lang has already made him angry enough, who knows that now another masked man has come out?

"Then why don't you worship him as a teacher?"

Listening to Wu Ye's strange voice, Chu Minghui's goosebumps stood up all over his body, and he couldn't help asking, "What do you mean?"

"I'm just giving you a piece of advice, don't you admire the very much? Why don't I catch him and let him go quietly, and then people will be grateful to you, and you can let that kid lend you his mask and motorcycle for fun?"

"Don't, you don't dare to borrow ten dares from me. Chu Minghui smiled awkwardly and hurriedly waved his hand.

"That's good. ”

As soon as the words fell, Wu Ye's sad expression turned into a happy brow, and a fluttering expression was fixed on that beautiful face.

Strange, what is it that can make Wu Ye change so dramatically in such a short period of time?

"If he was riding the motorcycle just now, it must be cool, right?"

In Wu Ye's mind at this time, he couldn't help but think of the picture of Xie Lang riding a motorcycle.

As everyone knows, the masked man she chased at this time was actually Xie Lang.

Chu Minghui calmly controlled the speed of the car, and sighed secretly: This Wu Ye doesn't know what's going on, he was still ridiculing himself a second ago, and in an instant, an expression of what is that name appeared on his face...?

Right!

It's the expression of a young girl!

"Ye Ye, don't you admire that guy riding a motorcycle very much?"

"Phew, how could I possibly like Xie Lang's slut. Wu Ye replied not as asked.

Chu Minghui smiled awkwardly, and then explained, "You misunderstood, I didn't mean that you liked Xie Lang, I meant that you shouldn't admire the guy who was racing just now." ”

Chu Minghui treats Wu Ye like a big brother loves his sister, and he doesn't have any wrong thoughts about her, but he hopes that Wu Ye can find the right person.

"Huh?"

"Ahem, no. No. Wu Ye's face was red at the moment, as if he could pinch out the water.

Damn, how could the old lady think of him?

Originally, Wu Ye's mind had always been in the way of YY Xie Lang riding a motorcycle, so she had this knee-jerk reaction.

"Really?"

"It's really not~ I was thinking that Xie Lang, this kid must be writing his novel now, otherwise I would have wanted to call him to come out and help me arrest someone. ”

"It's good if you don't have it. ”

One, two, three......

In less than 10 minutes, several more police cars joined the team to round up "Xie Lang".

The headlights illuminated the entire street, accompanied by the continuous alarms.

The sharp and piercing sound of the horn completely pierced the sky...

Chu Minghui and Wu Ye, who were dumped far away, their faces gradually became ugly, and their eyes were full of unwillingness.

Although the two admired the driving skills of the "masked man", as soon as they saw the exhaust gas left by the ghost locomotive, a wave of blood instantly surged into their heads.

It was as if the dissipated exhaust gas, like the smiling face under the mask, carried the pride of the victor and was full of provocation.