"Okay, just 10 million. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Ling Xiaoqiao agreed.

Zheng Xinming's eyes were full of anger and aimed at Yang Ming, "Your name is Yang Ming, right, do you want to take a gamble?" ”

Zheng Xinming made it clear that he wanted to lose Yang Ming's face, and Mo Yuxin whispered in Yang Ming's ear: "Ignore him." ”

After giving Mo Yuxin a reassuring smile, Yang Ming said, "You want me to participate, okay, but what kind of gambling method?" ”

Zheng Xinming said: "I, Sister Qiao, you, are divided into three, bet 10 million per person, and win two in the first place, how about it?" ”

Ten million, for ordinary people, is an astronomical amount, most people can't earn it in their lifetime, but for Yang Ming, huh...... He couldn't take it out, so he asked him to take 10 million to gamble, of course it was gone, but he couldn't lose face, "I heard that your family is so rich, is 10 million a little less?" ”

"You!" Zheng Xinming gritted his teeth and held back not to get angry, "Okay, you say, how much to bet?" ”

"Sister Qiao's wins and losses are 10 million, the two of us, and then ten times, how about it?" Yang Ming said lightly, I want to lose face, okay, see who loses face, anyway, there are no 10 million or 100 million masters, and you don't want to get it if you lose.

Hearing this, Zheng Xinming calmed down a lot, although Yang Ming's dress was not good, but it could make Mo Yuxin take a fancy to it, and his tone was so big, the bet of 100 million was like a few dollars, this person is not simple.

Re-examined Yang Ming, Zheng Xinming was sure that he had never seen this person, and he was definitely not a wealthy family in Jiangnan City or the provincial capital.

Zheng Xinming was not sure, Ling Xiaoqiao spoke: "Hey, Zheng Xinming, do you dare to bet?" If you don't dare, just say it. ”

Provoked by Ling Xiaoqiao, Zheng Xinming said: "Okay, bet on it!" ”

Mo Yuxin whispered in Yang Ming's ear and asked, "Hey, hey, do you have any money to gamble?" ”

"Don't worry, your husband and I can't lose." Well, if you lose, you won't give it.

The stakes were huge, Zheng Xinming and Ling Xiaoqiao went into battle in person, and Yang Ming rode Mo Yuxin's motorcycle and prepared at the starting point side by side with the two.

"Driver ready." A young man made the starting hand and raised a wooden stick, "Three, two, one, start!" ”

When the sticks were waved, the three motorcycles rushed towards the ring road, and the race officially began.

At the foot of the mountain, Mo Yuxin was surrounded by a group of sisters, laughing and questioning.

"Yuxin, I can't see it, when did you become an adult daughter-in-law? I was a cousin just now, but I became my husband after a while, but it really changes. ”

"Did you know each other before, are you childhood sweethearts or have you just met, which school is he?"

"How far have you got, you all kissed each other, that one didn't have one, that's it. Well, it must have been over, what's it like? ”

"You guys are too underestimating our Yuxin, maybe we have children, aren't they, Yuxin?"

Mo Yuxin said angrily: "I hate it, what are you talking about, ignore you." ”

"Yo, shy, shy......"

The ring road for the race is only two cars parallel wide, but it is more than enough for three motorcycles to race. The three motorcycles went hand in hand, but not long after the race started, Ling Xiaoqiao and Zheng Xinming gradually got rid of Yang Ming by virtue of their familiarity with the terrain.

Yang Ming is not in a hurry to chase, and now that it is time to see the difference, he is not afraid of losing. Soon, he was almost ready to run in with the motorcycle, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he chased after it.

Zheng Xinming and Ling Xiaoqiao went hand in hand, chasing each other, only less than a car body, and suddenly Yang Ming overtook him, which surprised the two.

Ling Xiaoqiao looked at the table below, and the pointer was on 70/km.

Riding at 70 kilometers per hour on a dilapidated potholed mountain road in the middle of the night is already dangerous, and it is not skilled and brave enough to ride without this ability. But Yang Ming actually caught up and overtook him, looking at his speed, at least to ninety kilometers per hour, he didn't want to die?

It's okay to be won by Ling Xiaoqiao, but it's not good to be won by Yang Ming, who doesn't know where it came from, Zheng Xinming didn't think much about it, and slammed the accelerator.

Seeing that the two cars in front of him threw themselves farther and farther away, Ling Xiaoqiao was also anxious and slammed the gas pedal.

Three or two motorcycles at a speed of 90 kilometers per hour through the ring road, the hazy moonlight, the slope of the mountain road, the stones on the road, the potholes and uneven road surface, the roadside woods blocking the moonlight, from time to time there are big turns, driving on this kind of road, by no means ordinary danger.

After riding at high speed for a minute, a stone almost destroyed Zheng Xinming's car, which scared him into a cold sweat, and quickly restored the normal speed he could control.

Zheng Xinming was afraid, Ling Xiaoqiao was not afraid, the speed of the car continued to increase, and gradually caught up with Yang Ming, biting him tightly, trying to overtake him several times, but Yang Ming blocked it, leaving only one car butt facing her.

Ten miles of road around the mountain, Ling Xiaoqiao and Yang Ming arrived at the top of the mountain in a blink of an eye, and the two flags were in sight.

Although Ling Xiaoqiao was now a few bodies behind Yang Ming, he thought that as long as he caught up when he went down the mountain, he would be fine. But the next moment, something happened that made her stunned.

Yang Ming rushed to the top of the mountain, and made a beautiful turn around the stone pier where the flag was planted, the motorcycle stopped steadily, stretched out his hand and pulled down the two flags, and did not forget to smile at Ling Xiaoqiao: "Sister Qiao, thank you for your 10 million." ”

Leaving the next sentence, Yang Ming rushed down the mountain.

Ling Xiaoqiao is about to vomit blood, damn, you took all the flags, what should I do?

On the way down the mountain, Yang Ming's speed was not fast, maintaining a speed of about forty kilometers per hour, Ling Xiaoqiao quickly caught up and scolded angrily: "Stinky boy, you are cheating, quickly give me a flag." ”

"Give you one, you are stupid to me, don't you let go of the victory in hand, give a person to fight for yourself?"

"But you take two flags, it's a clear trick!" Ling Xiaoqiao said.

What's the matter with you, I can win, Yang Ming said: "But you didn't say that you couldn't take two flags, I really heard it at the foot of the mountain just now, whoever takes down the flag on the top of the mountain first will win." One is a flag, and two don't count? ”

"Anyway, I don't care, you have to give me a flag, or I'll make you look good!" Ling Xiaoqiao used a threat, originally thought he was a stupid boy, but he didn't expect Yang Ming to be so treacherous.

Yang Ming shook the flag in his hand, "Hey, hey, I won't give it, you bite me?" ”

"If you don't give it, I'll kick you!" Ling Xiaoqiao raised a foot and kicked Yang Ming's waist.

With a pinch of the brake line, Yang Ming dodged Ling Xiaoqiao's feet, then stepped on the accelerator and rushed down the mountain, and when he passed by Ling Xiaoqiao, he said: "Come and chase." ”

Halfway up the mountain, Ling Xiaoqiao chased Yang Ming wildly, regardless of the high speed, he kept kicking him, annoying Yang Ming, and threw a flag into the dim woods on the side of the road, "If you want a flag, go pick it up." ”

"I ......" Ling Xiaoqiao was so angry that a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out.

Anyway, it was already a sure victory, so Yang Ming didn't rush wildly, kept the speed at about thirty, and walked slowly towards the mountain.

Ling Xiaoqiao understood that it was not easy to find a flag in the dim woods, and even if he found it, Yang Ming would have already gone down the mountain. simply didn't look for it, chased Yang Ming, and after being side by side with him, not only did he not scold, but he was happy, "Hey, you kid is very interesting, what's the matter?" ”

Yang Ming said: "I said that I am a poor bastard, do you believe it? ”

Ling Xiaoqiao glanced at Yang Ming's two bulging trouser pockets on the left and right, "Poor bare, you have tens of thousands of yuan in your trouser pockets at any time?" ”

"For ordinary people, tens of thousands of yuan are not considered poor, but I believe that for you, a person with only tens of thousands of yuan is definitely a poor egg."

Yang Ming was talking, and saw an interesting thing, not far ahead, Zheng Xinming was sitting on the side of the road and talking to someone on the phone, his pants were torn to reveal half of his buttocks, his face was bloody, the motorcycle was lying to the side, and the car had fallen apart.

Yang Ming stopped the car and glanced at Zheng Xinming with the Heavenly Eye Soul Technique, the car fell apart, it couldn't be rotten anymore, the clothes were torn, but the person only had a little blood on his face, except for the wounds on his face, there were not even a few abrasions on his body.

"Zheng Xinming, I've seen a lot of scoundrels, but it's the first one like you who pretends to be a scoundrel after losing a gamble but pretends to be a car accident. Tell you, if you lose a bet with me and want to repay the debt, there is no door! ”

Putting down a cruel word, Yang Ming stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed down the mountain.

Yang Ming went down the mountain, Ling Xiaoqiao didn't follow, she got out of the car and wanted to check Zheng Xinming's injuries, the person was made by her, it would not be good if she died in a car accident.

When Ling Xiaoqiao walked up to Zheng Xinming, it was very dramatic, Zheng Xinming's neck was crooked, his eyes were closed, and he didn't know whether he was really dizzy or pretending to be dizzy.

Halfway down the road, an open-top Porsche passed by Yang Ming, and the driver was Zheng Xinming's attendant.

With a sly smile, Yang Ming said to himself: "If you want to play yin, you don't admit it, let's see." ”

When Yang Ming slowly rode down the mountain, dozens of pairs of eyes were all on him, either surprised, surprised or excited.

Shaking the small flag in his hand proudly, Yang Ming went straight to Mo Yuxin, stopped the car a meter away, and gently threw the small flag towards her, "Wife, give you a big gift." ”

Mo Yuxin caught the flag, gave him a sweet smile, and leaned over in front of dozens of people and made a fragrance on his face, "Husband, you are so good." ”

"Yang Ming, okay, not only Zheng Xinming, but even Sister Qiao didn't win against you, amazing."

"Yuxin, where did you find your boyfriend, could he be a professional racer?"

"Idol, ask for autographs, ask for rewards......"

"Treat, treat ......"

A group of little sisters surrounded them happily, gossiping.

Within a few minutes, Ling Xiaoqiao and the open-top Porsche carrying Zheng Xinming arrived at the bottom of the mountain.

Porsche stopped at the crowd, Zheng Xinming's group of followers and fox friends surrounded him, and saw Zheng Xinming, who was unconscious inside, as if his father was injured, and several of the women had tears down.

The driver shouted: "Don't surround the big guys, I have to send Zheng Shao to the hospital quickly." ”

"Go to the hospital, or escape." Yang Ming walked to the side of the Porsche and said coldly.

"You're blind, let's Zheng Shao." An attendant shouted at Yang Ming with his throat, and before he could say the whole thing, he was glared at by Yang Ming, and the sharp cold light like the tip of a knife made him tremble, and he swallowed everything in his stomach.