Wang Wentao deliberately tied the only beautiful rich second generation behind him and let her cling to him, then he got on the motorcycle, stepped on the two rich second generations and roared: "Brothers, it's time for us to go, let's fly freely together." ”

In the roar, Wang Wentao directly stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and smiled at the hundreds of onlookers around him: "Fathers and fellow villagers, the big guys are optimistic, if these five fools come to drag racing and hurt people again in the future, you can tell me and let me teach them a lesson." ”

When the words landed, many onlookers responded violently.

"Okay, don't worry, Boss Wang, we will definitely do this in the future, but we think that after this lesson, they should not come again. ”

"Teach these bastards a hard lesson, they race here every day, I don't know how many people have been injured, and they should have been cleaned up a long time ago. ”

"Thank you, Boss Wang, we will go to Lao Wang's restaurant every day to eat in the future, and this time I will ask Boss Wang for the task of cleaning up a few rich second generations. ”

......

In the blessings of hundreds of onlookers, Wang Wentao was like a gust of wind, and rushed into the intricate lanes of the county with five rich second generations.

With the perception of the Great Grandmaster of the Baoyuan Realm, Wang Wentao can often sense in advance whether there is anyone in some lanes, and if there is no one, he will rush in frantically with five rich second generations, and if there are people, he will naturally turn the road.

Many of these lanes are not wide, and Wang Wentao's motorcycle has five people tied to it, and these five people will naturally be occasionally touched by the roadway, and when they touch it, they will be injured, and even their heads will be bled when they are touched.

Therefore, the five rich second generations were frightened one by one, observing the surrounding situation at any time, and making dodging actions in time to avoid being touched.

This is not fun, some places may be fatal if they are touched, Wang Wentao's speed is so fast, the impact is amazing, and it is a piece of meat to touch it.

A few rich second generations soon couldn't stand it anymore and began to scream "wow".

"It's too fast, it's too fast, please don't be so fast, it's going to kill people. ”

"Woooooooooo......oo I've been hit several times, can you slow down, can you afford to lose your life?"

"Drag racing in another place, dude, let's go racing on the road outside, don't be in this alleyway, it's easy to have accidents here." ”

......

Wang Wentao turned a deaf ear to the noise of several rich second generations, and the speed of riding was faster, and the throttle was added to the end, turning into a gust of wind, and sprinting frantically in the laneway.

The "buzzing" sound of the motorcycle was still 100 meters away at the last moment, and the next moment it was in front of me, and it was about to hit the roadway, which scared a few rich second generations to scream non-stop, and only after calling did they find that the motorcycle did not hit the wall, and they escaped again.

You must know that Wang Wentao is now a strong man comparable to the great grandmaster of the Baoyuan Realm, and his jealousy mastery has also been improved to level seven, and his reaction and eyesight are amazing, Wang Wentao has also ridden a motorcycle before, and he is still a master in this area.

At this moment, with the addition of internal strength and super quality, the so-called Biao motorcycle is a joke for Wang Wentao, and he can easily soar to more than one or two hundred yards.

As for these rich second generations, in this kind of county lane, they dare to soar to dozens of yards at most, even on a spacious road, they don't dare to soar so fast.

So when Wang Wentao took them to race at this speed, the five rich second generations were about to be scared to pee, but the five rich second generations found that in this case, Wang Wentao's speed not only did not decrease, but became faster and faster.

Dangling, making sharp turns, rising up, soaring, tumbling, breaking through walls, passing through water, leaping over rivers, crossing cliffs...... All kinds of difficult actions that the five rich second generations have never heard of have come one after another.

Wang Wentao took them from Tonghe County to Tielong Mountain, and then from Tielong Mountain to Yanghe River, all the way through the place is simply God blocking and killing God and Buddha blocking and killing Buddha, nothing can stop the pace of the motorcycle.

Galloping, invincible, invincible...... The five rich second generations shouted excitedly along the way, as for what they called, just listen carefully.

"Big brother, slow down, he's going to hit the wall, ah...... I hit the wall, my head was hit by a brick, it hurts, it hurts, hurry up and get me out of the car, I want to bandage, I want to go to the hospital, I want my mother. ”

"Oh no, there's a big rock in front of us, and we'll be all done with it. Oh my God, motorcycles can still fly, is it so exaggerated. Oops, there's a big tree behind the rocks, and I'm going to go, and I'm going to be able to fly to the tree, help, my pants are hanging off by the branches. ”

"River river river, there is a river in front of it, Wang Wentao, it's about to hit it. Yes...... We fell into the river and were about to drown, who would save us? Hey, I didn't die, the motorcycle actually rushed across the river, this is too exaggerated, but Song Zhongbao, what's wrong with you, why is there an extra fish in your mouth. ”

"Big brother, our motorcycle can't fly over this cliff, there are five of us hanging on it, and the cliff is so wide, I don't want to die, please stop quickly." ”

"Ah...... Yes...... Yes...... My foot was broken by a stone, Wang Wentao hurry up, I want my mother, I want my father, I want my grandfather, I want my grandmother, you come and save me, I'm really going to die, my toes are broken. ”

......

In the face of Wang Wentao's crazy drag racing, the five rich second generations were foaming at the mouth with excitement, their limbs dancing wildly, and the dirt in their crotch was really moving.

Finally, the motorcycle ran out of gas, Wang Wentao stopped, and looked at the rich second generation who were about to die on the car, with a bright smile on his face: "Boys and girls, how is Lao Tzu racing cars, is it better than you?"

"Vomit ......"

"Ah......h

"Woo woo woo ......"

......

Wang Wentao responded to the sound of vomiting, screaming, and crying.

"Mom, I want Mom, Mom, hurry up and save me, I'm going to die. ”

"I'm never going to race again, I'm never going to race again in my life, I'm going to be a grandson if I race again. ”

"I'm so scared, so scary, I want to cry, who will save me, where is this, who am I, where are my parents? ”

......

The five rich second generations have been so frightened by Wang Wentao's drag racing that they are delirious, hanging on the motorcycle one by one, not knowing where they are, and even almost forgetting themselves.

And the hatred of the five of them for Wang Wentao has already formed a pale yellow source of jealousy, which can catch up with tens of thousands of ordinary sources of jealousy.