Night, moonlight.

Suburb of Federal Avenue in King County.

Federal Avenue is not a road in Boston, Massachusetts, USA, but a small town with a population of less than 80,000 in the Seattle region of Washington, also known as Federeralway, sandwiched between the city of Seattle and Tacoma.

At this time, the pharmaceutical factory road is lined with dense motorcycles. Harley, Yamaha, Honda, and Polaris roared in unison, and the exhaust pipes suddenly rattled, like iron horses lined up in the dark night.

The lights of the car are swaying, and the figures are longing. Men sat in cars, squatted on the side of the road, ate melons, torn meat, and saw the speeding drivers, whistled, shouted loudly, and laughed wildly. The women were dressed vigorously, showing their tattoos, and from time to time they let out bursts of screams and excited shouts.

There is no doubt that tonight's pharmaceutical factory road is more exciting than the dreary town during the day.

A live DJ with a beard, a baseball cap, a baggy T-shirt and beach pants, and a loud voice, he takes the microphone and screams with excitement.

Welcome to the Federal Highway Speed Race

[Tonight, exciting. Guys, let's party together! 】

Whew...... Whew...... Whew...... The crowd erupted in enthusiastic shouts.

[Look, Boss Kim is here, oh oh oh...... I want to give my own chrysanthemum] Seeing a modified Yamaha motorcycle speeding by, the bearded DJ's voice instantly soared 8 degrees, and he roared to the point of hoarseness.

The attention of the crowd drifted as the brand-new modified Yamaha YZF-R1 drifted, eyes fluttering, whistles and cheers erupted at the same time.

Boss Kim, Ridley King. The boss of the underworld of Federal Avenue is the king of speed motorcycles in this area. His arrival really caused a sensation in the arena.

Boss Jin flicked his tail and stopped, stepped on the motorcycle, raised his arms high, and roared towards the sky. The action was done in one go, and the familiar action once again caused a sensation in the crowd. It's his signature appearance ritual that exhilarates every time he makes it.

He has a strong muscle, beautiful lines, and a height of 1.9 meters, as if he was born to dominate, and his resolute face is facing the direction of the pharmaceutical factory, pilgrimage to the place where the moon rises, and the tiger-shaped tattoo shines in the moonlight, like the chosen son.

Accepting cheers and worships before the game is a habit of Boss Kim, and it can also put pressure on the opponent.

Suddenly, everyone was silent at the same time, and the man who was squatting on the ground and laughing also stood up and quickly sorted his clothes.

On the track not far away, the classic Harley-Davidson model with black and shiny light drove in, neither fast nor slow, but it attracted everyone's attention. It's not just the locomotive that's intriguing, it's the female riders on the locomotive.

The female driver is simply decorated, with sunglasses, jackets, jeans, and blonde hair, which is conservative to the other side of the Pacific compared to the women on the track, but her perfect body seems to blend in with the lines of the car, and onlookers can forget to breathe when they see the flawless face of the female driver.

Connoisseurs can see that the female driver is as skilled as she pleases, outpacing anyone on either side of the road if she wants to. Whether it is the driving skills or the appearance, it has already driven the men crazy, and they don't even dare to make a loud noise.

Harley stopped in front of Boss Kim, the female rider's long legs lifted and fell, every movement was unique, the bun was taken off, the breeze was blowing, and the gold was carried up, like a goddess in the Moon Palace, which made people fall into madness.

Boss Jin had already gotten off the motorcycle, and when he saw the female rider in front of him, his heartbeat was more than 180 miles, he pretended to be calm, walked over gracefully, and coughed dryly, "Long time no see, Miss Ikana." What wind brought you from California? Is it my race? Haha......"

Ikana, a young and beautiful woman, made a name for herself when she won the California Sprint 15 days ago. Yes, Boss Kim only finished 10th, and he was of course very impressed by the championship in front of him.

"I'm looking for someone." The voice is crisp and crisp, not high-pitched, but everyone around can hear it clearly.

Did you come to me? Everyone had the same idea in their hearts, and Boss Jin straightened his waist and said in his heart, "She must have come to me, I am the king here." ”

He only asked, "Who are you looking for?" There's no one here that I don't know Ridley. ”

Ikana smiled slightly and raised her slender fingers, "I'm looking for him." ”

Everyone was wondering who the heavenly fairy would come to, only to see the jade finger pointing out that it had not fallen on a young man with black hair and yellow skin.

"It turns out that she is not looking for me", the man at the scene sighed in his heart, and they also turned their heads, it was a quiet young man, dressed ordinarily, inconspicuous in the crowd, and no one noticed the existence of such a person just now.

Now, he instantly became the focus of the audience, and many people stared at him with jealousy and hatred.

The young man was suddenly surprised, and slowly raised his head, still holding the pig powder sausage in his mouth, half of which was still hanging down in the bowl, his mouth was full of meat oil, and the old leather clothes on his body were stained with a few drips of coffee. It looks less raunchy than Seattle oil-stained rock.

He swept countless malicious eyes, swallowed the powder sausage in one gulp, squeezed out a smile, beckoned stiffly, and greeted in broken English, "Hi, everyone, I'm Luo Sheng." Get ready for the evening game. ”

"We met again, the night before yesterday...... Thank you. Ikana stepped forward, squatted beside Luo Sheng, pursed her lips, and stopped talking.

"And then, you're going to race with me?" Luo Sheng's expression was natural, but his voice was a little cold.

"I'm here to see you play, don't let me down." Ikana stood up, "Boss Kim, he's in his first game, okay?" ”

She has a lot of confidence in Luo Sheng, both in terms of driving skills and skills. If Luo Sheng hadn't suddenly appeared the night before yesterday and relieved her, Ikana thought she wouldn't have been able to find this place alive.

Boss Jin is unhappy, who is this strange guy? Ikana took the initiative to talk to him, and did she ignore it? Why would he pretend to be forced and blatantly not give Ikana face? That is, not to give me face, wait for him to be killed.

"Without the recommendation of acquaintances, everyone will not be relieved or convinced. But since Ikana said it, I'll make a guarantee that he will participate in the competition first. Of course, we have to check the car. Boss Kim hooked his fingers, "Jason, let's see if his car is eligible for the race, race one." ”

Jason, the man dressed like a turkey, jumped out of the crowd, his body writhing like a weed, "Uh-huh, no problem. ”

Jason is recognized as the first brother of modified cars on Federal Avenue, not to mention motorcycles, even any modification of the race car will not escape his eyes.

Compared with others, Luo Sheng's BMW motorcycles are old, cheap, and painted, and they are not stylish at all, and the feeling of hiding a master is definitely not like this.

BMW also manufactures motorcycles and is one of the eight major motorcycle brands in the United States.

Jason glanced at it disapprovingly and said loudly, "Used BMW, R1200RT, 2006 model, old model the year before last, had an accident, estimated at $2,000." Horizontally opposed twin four-stroke engine with a slight modification to a displacement of 1250cc, nice modification, shit; The fuel tank is 30L, an increase of 4L. ”

"VISUALLY THE BODY IS 225KG, 4KG LESS THAN THE STANDARD WEIGHT, CUNNING MODIFICATION, BOY, I DON'T LIKE YOU VERY MUCH BECAUSE YOU'RE SMART."

Jason's body shook a few times, and his fingers shook like an electric shock, "I estimate that the cost of vehicle modification is about $2,000, and you can participate." ”

The modification cost is pitiful, even a bit low-end, Boss Kim's modified car costs at least $10,000, and Ikana's modified car costs nearly $10,000.

Ikana's face changed when she heard Jason's observation, "The equipment is exactly the same as I thought, don't you rely on a good car to race?" ”

"Uh...... I just don't have any money. Luo Sheng stood up, his muscles were a little stiff, he stretched his muscles and bones, and said impatiently, "Hurry up and start." My body is cold, and only speed can make my blood boil. ”

On the roof ......of the pharmaceutical factory, a wild wolf is facing the full moon and roaring in the sky.

Boss Jin burned passionately, followed the shout, his fists crackled, "It's been a long time since I've seen such an arrogant kid, I don't know the height of the sky, it's good, I'll fight with you." ”

"Boss Jin, I'm going to teach him a lesson too." A few people popped up in the crowd, black, white and white, "This guy is such a stinky fart, I don't like it." ”

"Especially stinky farts in front of big beauties, damn it."

"Chong Chong Chong, I also signed up. Hey. ”

"Kid Luo, get ready to grab the first place! Of course, it's the penultimate one, hahaha..."

Several modified motorcycles burst out of nowhere, Yamaha, Suzuki, Honda...... Radiant and glorious, all of them are divine horses. In contrast, the BMW R1200RT of Rossell is like an old cow that has just finished plowing, and the soil is falling to the slag.