Shen Mingjin passed the verification, but the person over there didn't send a message immediately, and she didn't bother to look at it anymore, concentrating on preparing things to play at night.

She got her motor vehicle driver's license as soon as she was an adult.

In the garage of her house, all her cars are parked, "old comrades-in-arms".

In addition to an SUV for daily travel, there are two sports cars and four locomotives left.

Originally, I was going to return to my home country and settle down, and then ship it over.

The plan was disrupted by Lin Xingshan's kick and shelved until now.

"Do you really want to go out on a motorcycle at night?"

Lin Xingshan was dressed in arbitrary casual clothes and leaned next to the car.

"Of course, friends have made an appointment."

Shen Mingjin inspected his precious silver motorcycle inside and out.

"Together?"

Lin Xingshan said something that made Shen Mingjin unbelievable, and squatted on the ground to look at him: "Can you?" Haven't heard of you drag racing. ”

"It's just that I don't race a four-wheeler, I rode it very early." Lin Xingshan slapped one hand on the car shell: "If the locomotive doesn't ride fast, why don't you drive four wheels." ”

The husband and wife tossed for a day, and in the evening, Zhou Ziqiao, who came on a red motorcycle, was stunned when he saw Lin Xingshan.

The man's black cropped leather jacket and tight mid-collar shirt, the inverted triangle figure of the logo, sat on a silver-gray motorcycle, with long legs folded, and his hands were propped up, and one hand happened to be on the waist of Shen Mingjin, who was standing.

The face is a little familiar, but I can't find fault with the figure......

"You're here."

Shen Mingjin took the lead in greeting, and when Lin Xingshan saw the person, he stood up straight and greeted: "Hello." ”

What surprised Zhou Ziwei more than Lin Xingshan's appearance was his healthy legs.

Looking back and forth repeatedly, Zhou Ziqiao could be sure that this was normal.

It's numb, Shen Mingjin's mouth, a deceitful ghost!

There are few words that can be believed.

"Didn't you say that your legs are inconvenient?" Zhou Ziqiao asked coldly.

Shen Mingjin, who was debunked, was calm and began to wear a helmet: "Seasonal." ”

Putting on his helmet, Shen Mingjin straddled the locomotive: "I'm familiar with drag racing, the road is as I say, or you can walk behind me, two laps." ”

Zhou Zibi hooked his lips and smiled: "Just kidding, who wants to follow you in drag racing." ”

Shen Mingjin shrugged helplessly and said a list of place names.

The villa is the starting line and the finish line, and the three people are leaning down on the motorcycle.

Shen Mingjin "snapped" and closed the helmet mirror.

With the clutch in hand, the motorcycle starts quickly and gains speed in a very short time.

The difference in the performance of the car can be realized during the acceleration phase, and there is a slight distance difference between the three cars.

The sound of the engine and the waves was deafening, hovering on the highway for a long time, driving out of the residential area on the outskirts of the city, there was a vast and endless barren road, on both sides were lawns, the night wind directly poured on the three of them, the clothes were tightly attached to the body, the back was arched, from the eyes to the back of the hand without a trace of relaxation, the muscles and veins were tense.

Shen Mingjin's bending is very beautiful, with a graceful and tenacious body, and her calves are close to the skin on the road several times.

Half a lap later, proficiency and amateurism can be clearly reflected, Shen Mingjin, an old fritter who has been bending and riding fast all year round, is far ahead, followed by the talented Lin Xingshan.

Zhou Ziqiao wanted to play everything, but he didn't play anything.

After seeing the disparity in strength, he lost his motivation even more, and stopped directly at the end of the lap not far from the finish line to wait for the two of them.

Shen Mingjin is close to the bend of the inner road, and the absolute advantage of the straight road in Lin Xingshan.

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