Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Bikers in Minneapolis
The second day of the game against the Heat was not a game day for the Timberwolves, so Bai Xiaonian leisurely walked to the parking lot outside the target center arena with his car keys after completing his regular training in the morning.
"Hey! Let's go to dinner with Wood! β
Bai Xiaonian had just opened the car door and was about to get into the car when a familiar voice came from behind him. Turning around, Lu Yuanwai's beautiful face appeared in front of the little white children's shoes.
"What do you want to eat? I'm in for a treat..."
Bai Xiaonian said generously, he can still afford a meal now.
βreallyοΌ I know a super good steak, let's go! I heard that his Kobe veal is very good! β
Rubio very consciously opened the door of the GTR and got in, handsome and skillful...
Slowly drove his GTR out of the parking lot of the target center, Bai Xiaonian glanced at the side and listened to the song Yi Ran Lu Yuanwai, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and it was not so easy to get into my car and think about it.
With a light touch of the accelerator under his feet, the speed of the car exceeded 100 kilometers by accident, and Rubio next to him was still entertaining himself unconsciously.
βemmmβ¦β
Bai Xiaonian said to Lu Yuanwai's calmness in his heart, let me see how long you can be proud!
probably felt that these roads in the city made this GTR unable to let go, Bai Xiaonian saw the ring road on the side and drove it directly without thinking about it.
There are few cars on the ring road, and there are not many vehicles on the road at this time, so most of the cars are driving fast here. And our little white children's shoes drove the GTR to this two-way six-lane, the road surface is flat, and the gas pedal is getting heavier and heavier on the road with an open sight.
Unconsciously, the speed has exceeded 200 kilometers per hour, although the speed is fast, but Bai Xiaonian relies on the top handling performance of the GTR and his own good driving skills in the sparse traffic like a fish in water, and at this time, Lu Yuanwai on the co-pilot on the side finally realized it.
"! it! WoodI'm going to sue Coach Adelman for murder... Ahh Mom..."
Listening to the ghost crying wolf cry beside him, Bai Xiaonian almost didn't laugh anymore, so that his hand holding the steering wheel suddenly trembled a little. At speeds of more than 200 km/h, the slightest movement of the steering wheel will cause the car to shake violently.
With the screams of Lu Yuanwai, a white GTR ran faster and faster on the Minneapolis Beltway.
It also happened that two Minnesota traffic police officers were on duty at the intersection of the Beltway, and the two leaned on their locomotives to ask each other about today's situation.
One of the traffic policemen had just taken out a cigarette and wanted to light it for himself, when suddenly a gust of wind passed, and then he looked around, there was nothing, and the road was exactly the same as just now, not even a single hair was seen.
"I just felt like a gust of wind was blowing by..."
The traffic policeman put back the cigarette he had in his mouth and said a little strangely.
The other traffic policeman didn't care, but after being reminded by his colleague, he also felt that something was wrong, nodded and said:
"Hmmm! It seems to be..."
"How can there be wind at such a time? And it only blew it. β
The traffic policeman said a little depressedly, and then handed the cigarette in his hand to the colleague standing next to him.
"Whew!"
"! Do you see that? β
The traffic policeman who handed the cigarette looked at the extinguished cigarette in his hand and said in a daze.
Another traffic policeman saw clearly this time, it was a white sports car speeding by, and it was the wake after the wind broke through and blew out their cigarettes.
"What a man! Surely a madman, driving so fast on the Beltway..."
After saying that, he turned over and wanted to ride a motorcycle to chase this arrogant biker.
Another traffic policeman thought calmly for a while, picked up the walkie-talkie and said:
"Attention units! Attention units! There's a white sports car speeding down the Beltway towards Pecanfruit Street... It seems to be a Nissan GTR, which is extremely fast, estimated to be more than two hundred kilometers per hour..."
At this time, the white policeman who had just turned over and sat on the motorcycle reacted and said:
"What do you say? White GTR? β
"That's right, those four big red eyes won't be mistaken..."
Looking at the inexplicable smile on his colleague's face, the black traffic policeman with a walkie-talkie also reacted.
"You mean Wood? Surely yes, he is the only one in all of Minneapolis with a white GTR. β
"Then are we still chasing?"
The white traffic policeman asked, riding on his motorcycle.
"Chase a fart! I want to chase you, I don't want to be stoned to death by crazy Timberwolves fans, and can you afford to mess with the Bai family behind them? β
"Yes, yes, then we don't care! Anyway, I want to ask Wood to sign for me..."
Of course, our little white children's shoes didn't know that they were almost caught because of speeding, and when they saw Rubio next to him, they were really foaming at the mouth, and Bai Xiaonian slowly lowered his speed and followed the navigation to find food.
As for why you ask me why there are two gusts of wind? Because the speed of our little white children's shoes was too fast, we accidentally rushed through the intersection and had to turn around and race back again.
To be honest, the restaurant recommended by Lu Yuanwai tasted really good except that the price was a little ugly, but after eating, Bai Xiaonian walked out of the door of the restaurant on Rubio's shoulder, and found that there was a circle of strange "audiences" around his car.
These strange spectators have colorful hair one by one, and they also rub them into a mess like a clump of birds' nests. There are also ringing bells on his ears, and earrings are hung. Bai Xiaonian looked at the past and these guys added more than a dozen pounds to their weight for no reason, and he didn't know what they thought, aren't they tired?
Seeing Bai Xiaonian take out the car key from his trouser pocket and shake it, this GTR obediently screamed twice, obviously this is the owner of this car.
The guys who looked like bad boys looked at each other, and then one of them, who looked like the boss, said to Bai Xiaonian:
"Is this your car?"
Bai Xiaonian was stunned for a moment, and then looked around. In addition to his own GTR, I found that there were two cars that looked tattered, but looking at their height and silhouette size, it was clear that these cars must have been modified.
Suddenly, Bai Xiaonian knew in his heart that these guys were probably the legendary bikers, of course, they were the kind that didn't mess up well, and they were about to cut him down as a wronged man.
After figuring out what was going on, Bai Xiaonian smiled, and then quietly said to Lu Yuanwai on the side:
"Road signs, do you want to have some fun?"
"Yes! Think! Where's the fun? β
Rubio's head was like a chicken pecking rice, and he was wondering what to do after dinner to pass the time, and the fun was so sleepy that he ran into a pillow.
"We'll see..."
So Bai Xiaonian pretended to be stupid and said to the group of people:
"Yes! This is my car! What do you think? Ox x bar! Nissan, six-cylinder engine! Don't you see the four chimneys on your ass? β
After speaking, he shrugged his shoulders proudly, looking like Lao Tzu was bigger than the sky.