I checked a lot about Bai Bingbing, but there was no information that could help me, and I knew that she was a person who had returned from abroad, and was currently working in the family business, every time I went to her home or company to look for it, the people at the door sent me away, and Bai Bingbing didn't give me any explanation, who she was working for.

"Oh my mother!" I jumped down from the little electric donkey, the little electric donkey actually emitted black smoke when I rode to the halfway point, the black smoke became thicker and thicker, and the little electric donkey spontaneously combusted, this is when I first came to the hot summer area, I bought a second-hand car with people's red envelope money, and it took a while before the accident, my luck was not ordinarily good.

When the firefighters arrived at the scene, they put the final touches on the remains of the little electric donkey, and they burned down to the skeleton, and I walked slowly home, passing by a shop that sold motorcycles, and the motorcycles in their shop were some of the most beautiful and accelerated ones, and I also owned a heavy motorcycle before I went bankrupt, and then it was auctioned off by the court to pay off debts.

I looked at the good-looking cars through the glass, remembering the days when I drove a heavy locomotive alone, and now even the little electric donkey went before me, it's time to pay for a new one, there is a domestic street car just in line with my financial ability, 20,000 yuan to get a license, I have recently made some money, enough to buy it.

The next morning, I was dressed in an ordinary dress, entered the motorcycle store and bought the 20,000 packs of licensed motorcycles, the boss gave me a track experience ticket, it is a track in the city, anyway, these days are a dull state, simply strike directly to the track to play.

The licensing procedures are basically up to the shop owner to help me get it, and I went to a closed track, so no matter how fast I drive, there will be no traffic police uncle to come to me, the long-lost track riding and the refreshing feeling of the wind is back, the speed of the motorcycle meets my needs, and the extra time to investigate Bai Bingbing.

There was a knight with top equipment invited me to run a lap, I agreed, and it was also with his help, someone borrowed a whole set of riding clothes for me, which was also a high-end product that I had used, and the green light flashed, and the two motorcycles set off.

But I was known as the "Corner Demon King" at the time, I would accelerate when entering the corner, step on the accelerator to open the distance with the opponent, in this track competition is the same, my domestic motorcycle instantly led the pure import, until the finish or I won, the little brother who played with me gave me a thumbs up, expressing approval.

But after he took off his helmet, I found out that it was Franklin again, he had bad intentions towards me in his eyes, just like the feeling of a wolf staring at a fat sheep, after the game, Franklin took me to the VIP reception room, which was his own reception room, I was very restless, because the matter of the last mourning hall has not been clarified, and it is difficult for both sides to have a good impression.

"Tell me, how much money did the group give you to help them?" Franklin took off his cycling clothes, lit himself a cigarette, and watched me talk like a corporate headhunter poaching into a corner.

"We don't have any cooperation, we just get to know each other." I promised Old Man Ning not to tell the matter, otherwise according to the power of their group, it would be enough for my small character to disappear completely, so I could only avoid some key information, but Franklin didn't believe it at all, he was like a person who knew everything.

"I know you've helped the group clean up some of the corpses, and those corpses will move, so you don't have to hide it from me." Franklin snuffed out his cigarette and slowly walked in front of me, if it was solved here, there might be nothing to do, but Franklin was more principled and unwilling to force me to recruit on his side.

"So what are you dealing with corpses for?" I've always found it strange that these people don't do anything else, they actually deal with some strange corpses, and the stakes are also very high, and I have been involved in them, so I must know what they want to do, and whether it will affect me or not.

"Some things don't know if they would be better." Franklin walked away from me, he handed me a cigarette, and he only now believed that I didn't know what they were doing with the corpses, and he lit a cigarette for me, and he made small talk with me in his reception room about some things, which was about motorcycles, and then invited me to a meal.

Toward the end of dinner, Franklin handed me a track access card, saying that I also became a member of this track, and that it was no problem to come here to race in the future, and Franklin also helped me give it to me, and now he treats me like a person who wants to win over me at any time, but he won't tell me the truth, so I still keep my distance from Franklin.

"Let me emphasize to you here again, don't delve into this matter, it won't do you any good." Franklin escorted me outside the parking lot, and then gave me a verbal warning that he really didn't want me to get involved in certain things, but wanted to use me to do them, such as helping them deal with some zombies.

When I returned home, a bunch of cycling equipment was delivered to my door, and I looked at the message above, and sure enough, it was sent by Franklin, all of which were cycling equipment imported from the white area, and it seemed that Franklin also wanted to win me over to join him, but I didn't know how to help them as social people.

I didn't leave any of the gear behind and sent it straight to Franklin's VIP reception room on the track, telling him that I was just a small character.

When I tried to get some clues from the Warlock Alliance, they became more hostile to me, and some of them showed me some pictures and accused me of being involved with the Evil Spirits, so the Warlock Alliance didn't welcome me.

But I still made some moves in the Warlock League and asked about something.

"Boss Bai, according to your orders, I have asked the Warlock Alliance to drive Han Zhengxin out." The person who has a relatively high status in the Warlock Alliance, he was actually bought.

So I followed this Erwuzai privately, and outside a high-end restaurant, I found that Erwuzai was really connected with Bai Bingbing himself.

After my investigation, I found that the purpose of the Warlock Alliance is not simple, they are not looking for the essence of the Twelve Demon Gods for the so-called righteousness, but the motive is as terrible as that of Enma.

The Warlock Alliance and Bai Bingbing's group are very similar in some ways.