"Pretty Miss." The colorful biker with dyed hair, in front of her, stopped the motorcycle.

Take off your helmet, "Would you like to play with me?" Under the dim light, the already obscene face, as well as a set of obscene smiles, is simply "a must in the world".

In fact, as a biker, under the cover of night, it is common to flirt with girls on the side of the road, and it is limited to lip service.

But today is different. The girl he met was so beautiful, so beautiful that it made people's hearts move, and they wanted to destroy it. The original obscene smile has now become hideous, and even the corners of his mouth are full of madness.

Is this the case again? "Don't you want to come?" Park Sun-young slowly stepped back, taking advantage of the night, and quietly put her hand into her handbag.

Holding it, Park Sun-young has confidence.

"Oh? Don't come over? The biker drove forward, "What about coming?" ”

There was panic on his face, "Don't come here, I'm going to call someone." Park Sun-young kept moving towards the main road, and her tone was extremely frightened.

"Really?" Like a wolf catching a sheep trapped in a cage, the biker seemed very overwhelmed, slowly teasing the prey in front of him. "Even if you cut your throat, no one will come to your rescue." At such a late hour, there would be no one on this street at all, people who were brave enough to resist him. Even if someone passes by, they definitely don't have the guts to challenge him.

High decibel screams, "Help!!! Help me!!!!!!! The dignified Park Sun-young pulled out an electric baton from her bag.

Swinging vigorously at the biker's head, Park Sun-young even clearly saw the incredible expression on his face.

Since she was rescued by Wu Zairong for the first time, she always wears an electric rod on her body to defend herself. The current of this electric rod is quite strong, and as long as it touches it, it will definitely be corona.

It hurts, but please faint. Park Sun-young finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahh

"I'm sorry, beautiful lady, you've failed." The biker approached Park Sun-young, "But it's so dangerous, it's just a little bit, and it electrocuted me," and gestured with his left hand with a few gestures, "It's just a little bit worse." ”

Park Sun-young used both hands, wanted to struggle, and used a power rod to defend.

"This can't be done," the biker grabbed Park Sun-young's hand holding the electric baton with his right hand, snatched the electric rod with his left hand, and threw it away, "This thing is too dangerous, it's not suitable for you at all." Grabbing Park Sun-young's left hand, "It's better to do something shameful, it's more suitable for you." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand and touched it like Park Sun-young's body.

Park Sun-young, whose hands were restrained, closed her eyes helplessly, is that it?

A white light flashed across her eyelids, a little blinding.

Bang bang bang!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bikers? Really flew. Just in front of her eyes, flying into the sky.

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Leaving Lin Yun'er's dormitory downstairs, Wu Zairong waited for a while, waited until Lin Yun'er sent a text message that she had arrived safely, and drove back to the dormitory.

The night is deep, the people are sparse, the cars are few, and the lights are dim.

Not in a hurry, Wu Zairong drove leisurely and enjoyed a rare leisure.

On such a night, people's mood is quiet. The brain is very active, and inspiration is churning and can be channeled at any time.

Wait a minute, Oh Jae-young slowed down. I seem to have seen a biker party and a girl. The biker party in the urban legend, is this considered to have been encountered by yourself?

Wu Jae-young turned the steering wheel and drove in that direction. Although there will only be verbal harassment, for girls, it will leave a shadow, so it is better to stop it.

It seems that it's not just flirting, it's already started. Wu Zairong silently accelerated the throttle.

The closer I got, the more familiar I feel about that figure.

Seonyoung!

It's Seonyoung!

Park Sun-young!

Eyes, red with anger. It only took a moment for the accelerator to be stepped on by Wu Zairong.

30 miles, 50 miles, 80 miles, 100 miles.

The whole car, let out a roar. The scenery around them flew backwards. Wu Jaerong's eyes were only staring at the biker.

Boom! Oh Jae-young crashed into a motorcycle and a person.

Boom! The flying man hit the wall.

Boom! The deformed car weighed down on him.

Opening the car door and unbuckling the seat belt, Wu Jaeyoung rushed out of the car, "Sunyoung, it's okay." ”

Park Sunyoung was a little shocked, but stared at Wu Jaeyoung in a daze, trembling slightly.

"Don't be afraid," Wu Zairong hugged her and held her back, "I'm here, don't be afraid." ”

Because it was his relationship, soon, Park Sun-young stabilized.

Oh Jae-young opened the passenger seat, "Sun-young, take a good rest," Park Sun-young took his hand, knowing his thoughts, and shook his head gently, "Don't worry, it'll be fine soon." Close your eyes and get some rest. ”

"It's dangerous."

"It's not dangerous, five minutes is fine, listen to me." Wu Zairong gently closed the car door and took out the lock.

How could it be so easy to let that dog mongrel go?

Because Wu Jae-young hit his motorcycle, and did not directly hit his person. Also because of the practice for a while, the biker quickly stood up, he is nothing serious, but his motorcycle must be scrapped. How could he not be angry?

Holding a baseball bat hanging next to the motorcycle, he spat and looked arrogant. Raising a baseball bat, running and accelerating, "Heroes save beauty, right?" I'm going to break your limbs today and let you know the cost of crashing your motorcycle. ”

Wu Zairong didn't speak, just walked in silence, the lock of the car hanging low.

The car's high beams are turned on, and it is Sunyoung who turns them on, because she doesn't want the bikers to see her license plate and seek revenge on herself. The more empathetic Shanying is, the more the anger in Wu Jaerong's heart burns.

"Die!" Running in front of Wu Zairong, the biker swung out the baseball bat in his hand with all his might, and his hideous face said it all.

Looking at the stick that was getting closer and closer, Wu Jae-young was expressionless.

Park Sun-young, who was sitting in the car, did not panic at all, because she believed in Oh Jae-young.

"How so?" Caught it, the biker party couldn't have imagined that the man in front of him would catch such a strong blow from him so easily and without any expression.

With his hand, he grabbed the hand in which he was wielding the bat. At this moment, he even wished that the hand was not his own, because of the pain. He felt like all the bones of his hands were about to be crushed.

"Let it go!!!!!!! I told you to put it" Looking at the extremely black pupils of the man opposite, the biker felt the fear of his soul. It's like facing a higher life form, a fear from the depths of the soul.

Yourself, you will die. will die, not an illusion, he will definitely die.

The remaining word "Rao" turned into a scream. "Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!h

There was a loud bang.

The helmet cracked. How he wished he could faint. But no, the huge concussion made him feel painful, but he did not faint.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but the pain made his mouth unable to make a second sound except screaming.

He wanted to kneel on the ground and call his mother, but his knees were weak, but his hands seemed to be caught in iron tongs and hung in the air.

Panicked, helpless, how he wished that a kind person would call the police and come to his rescue.

Help, I'm going to die.

Oh Jae-young raised the lock again, in the frightened eyes of the biker.

The stick just now, if he used all his strength, not only would the helmet crack, but the people inside would also faint, but he didn't.

How can you faint so simply, you haven't felt the pain yet. It can make you remember a lifetime of pain.

Facing the right hand of the biker, Wu Jae-young waved his stick. Click, the bones cracked.

Welcome

Come to hell.

"Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!h Screams resounded through the streets.

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Four minutes and thirty seconds, Wu Zairong stepped on his hand and swung the last stick.

"Ahh Ahem, ahem. Yes! "The biker who fell to the ground felt as if every cell of his body was going to die. It was so painful that he couldn't even wail, so he could only **. But the more you can't speak, the more painful it is, and the more painful it is, the more you can't make a sound.

Demon. The man in front of him must be a demon.

Four minutes and forty-five seconds.

Oh Jae-young stopped swinging his bat. This thing on the ground, which can no longer be seen as a human form, is his achievement.

Look back at your car.

Blocking the lane, you.

Lifting his foot and kicking hard, the biker curled up like a shrimp and rolled out of the way.

Forty parts fifty-three seconds.

Wu Zairong tidied up the suit on his body and smoothed out the wrinkles that appeared due to exercise.

Four minutes and fifty-eight seconds.

Bring the car door and adjust the expression.

Five cents.

With a smile on his face, he returned to the driver's seat.

"It's been a long time." Five minutes, that's five minutes.

"Oba!" first touched Wu Zairong's hair to make sure there was no blood; The suit was also flat on Oh Jae-young's body, without any wrinkles, and Park Sun-young breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she was confident, she was still worried about Oh Jae-young's injury.

Touching her face, "Next time you walk at night, be careful." "People who are beautiful can also become a problem at some point.

Unfortunately, he was robbed in different locations and saved twice by the same person. This probability is no higher than winning the lottery.

If you think differently, you can be there when the other person needs it most, and it's not your luck.

Unconsciously, I felt the temperature in my palm, which was soft and shy.

Wu Jaerong held her hand tightly and strongly.

Park Sunyoung lowered her head, and Oh Jae-young smiled faintly. Drop the handbrake, hold the steering wheel with one hand, and press the accelerator lightly.

A nice tail flick.

Lying on the side, this nameless trick, the tires of the car ran over him, just a centimeter away, and he could even feel the scorching exhaust.

Scared to pee.

It turns out that because of fear, and **, it's really not a legend.

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After making sure that Park Sunyoung had arrived home safely, Oh Jae-young finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Touching the dents on the front cover of the car, as well as the scratches on the side, now, it will definitely not work if you don't repair it. The marks left when I hit the motorcycle just now.

Take advantage of this opportunity to change cars, he nodded.

It's good to get a German car.

Sighing, he didn't really want to let go of the biker like that.

Just beating him like this, there was no other punishment, and it really couldn't relieve the anger in his heart.

But what's the way, he's an artist, not an underworld.

Agencies are there to help with PR and do not represent them in providing this service. Although President Yang seems to have such a business in his hands.

Although he also started a company, it was an Internet company, not a loan shark company.

After all, it's a professional mismatch. If it weren't for that, Oh Jae-young wanted him to live in hell all the time.

To the biker who didn't know how many bones were broken.