The winding mountain road of Gyeonggi Province late at night is deserted, but if you look at it from the air, you will find a brightly lit spot on the mountainside.

It's a drag racer's paradise!

"The road up the mountain has been sealed, and the race can start at any time!"

"The game starts in five minutes!"

In the middle of the road, two drivers slowly drove to the starting point.

A 'Sao Red' Ferrari 458, a 'Yellow' Porsche 911.

There were a group of people standing on both sides of the road, middle-aged people, young people, students with school bags, white-collar workers in straight suits, gray-haired old men, and all kinds of people. Everyone had a frenzied look on their faces, shouting frantically, unleashing the hormones that the one had nowhere to put them.

A HotGirl wearing underwear walked out of the crowd and stood in the middle of two cars, shaking the huge 'white ball' that obviously showed traces of artificial processing, and screamed in a trembling voice-

“Ready？”

"Beep-" / "Beep-"

The riders responded with a honk.

“Go！” The girl screamed, and the two 'white balls' swayed up and down, as if they were about to break out, and the white flowers dazzled people's eyes. The two cars rushed out like arrows from the string and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

Within the visible range, the two sides are evenly matched, and there is no way to see a winner or a loser.

"You can still press! You can also press! 69 or 72, buy and leave! ”

"I press 69! Brother Jiu will definitely win! "/"Busan people press 72, Busan car god will win, 72 will win!" ”

There are almost no people who come here to watch the racing car who do not participate in gambling, and there is no money to press less, and there is money to press more. Don't underestimate the financial resources of these people, and gamble at least 100 million yuan a night. In particular, the competition in which '69' participates is guaranteed to be at least 300 million won.

"In the first corner, 69 leads by 1 second!"

"In the second corner, 72 overtook 69, leading by 1.5 seconds!"

"The third turn, 69 clings to 72 and forces it into the corner! Oh, my God! He surpassed! ”

As the 'eyeliner' at each bend sent back the message through the intercom, the atmosphere gradually boiled.

"69 Rush Line! 3:52.13! ”

“Yeah！” / "What the Busan car god, grass! ”

Half heaven, half hell, the winner is divided, simple and rude.

They are all night tourists in Seoul.

……

At the entrance of Cheongdam-dong, the only late-night repair shop, several repairmen looked at the intersection.

The sound of the turbocharged engine was especially noticeable in the silent night, and when the sound was heard, everyone immediately went into action. As soon as the roller shutter door was raised, a 'red' lightning rushed in, and with a 'zga', it stopped steadily.

"Brother Jiu, did you win? The other party heard that the Busan car god who has never lost......"

"Brother Jiu, did you win?"

"Ninth Brother—"

A tall man got out of the car, impatiently swept away the people who had gathered around, and stepped onto the electric car parked next to him.

"Brother Jiu, do you win or lose?" A bold repairman stopped in front of the electric car and asked boldly.

"Fuck off! Has Lao Tzu ever lost?! Brother Jiu cursed, pulled off the helmet on the mirror and buckled it on his head, started the electric car and went on a rampage. The repairmen crawled out of the way and watched him go.

"Did I win or not, I still pressed 20,000 yuan......"

……

An electric car is parked in front of a 24H convenience store with a helmet hanging from the mirror.

"One thousand, two thousand, five thousand...... This is seven thousand five, to you. ”

"A hundred plastic bags, or?"

"No thanks."

The aunt glanced at the handsome young man, revealing a look of regret. In these years, even aunts like to be rich and handsome, but only high and handsome are not enough, the key is the word in the middle. No matter how tall and handsome he is, riding an aunt's special electric car for grocery shopping, buying things is either change or coins, and people who are reluctant to even have a plastic bag have only three words to describe him.

No future!

"What a good young man......" muttered the aunt, opening the drawer to count the money and reconcile the accounts. Suddenly, there was a 'squeak' at the door, and a handsome young man walked in. When the aunt saw this person, the wrinkles on her face smiled, although this guy is not tall, but he is handsome and rich, and he is much more promising than the one just now.

"Oh, Boxian, I haven't seen you for a long time, I've been busy lately."

"yes, Auntie." Bian Boxian smiled, took out his wallet, and said, "Excuse me, two ice creams." ”

The aunt glanced at Bian Boxian, lowered her voice, and gossiped: "Bring your girlfriend out?" ”

"Hmm." Bian Boxian smiled shyly, and his cheeks flushed.

"We are considerate." The aunt patted Bian Boxian's arm, rubbed a handful of oil, and then handed him the ice cream, and said, "The original price is 6,000 each, and the aunt charges you 10,000 yuan, can you have something else?" Auntie will give you a 20% discount! ”

"No need, thank you, thank you, auntie." Bian Boxian threw down 10,000 won, dodged the salty pig hand that the aunt stretched out again, and ran out as if he was running away.

As soon as he went out, the smile on Bian Boxian's face disappeared, he looked back, muttered something in a low voice, took out a mouthful of phlegm, took out his mask and put it on.

How could it be so coincidental, this mouthful of thick phlegm happened to be in front of Brother Jiu, who was squatting in front of the convenience store and nibbling on bread.

Brother Jiu looked up at Bian Boxian, didn't say anything, lowered his head and continued to nibble on bread. He didn't do much, but Bian Boxian was not happy, walked up to him, and said, "What do you see?" Beggar! ”

Brother Jiu looked up at him again, but he still didn't pay attention, moved a step to the side, and continued to nibble on bread.

"Ahh

"Stop making a fuss, hurry up."

Brother Jiu followed the sound and looked up, there was a Mercedes-Benz SLK55AMG parked not far in front of him, and in the co-pilot of the car, there was a woman wearing a mask, what she said just now.

"You're in luck, stinky beggar!" Bian Boxian scolded, turned around and ran to the Mercedes Benz, he handed the ice cream first, then went around to the other end of the car, opened the door and sat in, started the car and left.

Brother Jiu watched the Mercedes-Benz drive away coldly, shook his head, and continued to bow his head to nibble on bread.

After just two bites, his chewing speed suddenly slowed down, and after a second's pause, he suddenly dropped the bread on the ground, lifted his long legs, and stepped on the electric car to chase after him.

……

"How's it going, it tastes okay?" Byun Baekhyun looked at Taeyeon and said with a smile, "I like this brand of ice cream the most, it's not expensive, and it's delicious." ”

"Hmm." Taeyeon answered, nodded, peeled off the other ice cream, and fed it to Byun Bae-hyun.

"Oh Mo, it's so cold......" Bian Boxian took a bite and exclaimed exaggeratedly, cream dripping from the corners of his mouth, full of a sense of immediacy of a neighboring country's BL film. Taeyeon sighs helplessly and pulls out a tissue from her bag and hands it to him.

"Why don't you wipe it for me......" Bian Baek-hyun said with a twist, Taeyeon had no choice but to hand over the two ice creams to his left hand, and free his right hand to help Bian Bo-hyun wipe his mouth.

"Huh?" As he was wiping, Taeyeon suddenly noticed something and said, "Is there someone following us behind?" ”