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Chapter 38

Behind him were three motorcycle riders, all wearing their own custom-made motorcycle models, walking towards Rong Yi with handsome steps.

After seeing Rong Yi's face clearly, everyone said "Wow".

I really can't believe that such a beautiful girl can actually play with motorcycles.

"What displacement? What level?" the side team came over and asked, obviously wanting a quick victory.

"MOTO CP level, four-stroke engine, and displacement range of 1000 ml are all acceptable." You can tell if you know what you are doing by opening your mouth. Obviously, Rong Yi knows.

The MOTOCP level can reach a maximum speed of 340 kilometers per hour. The team member raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you... have the strength?"

With such a large displacement, the motorcycle is relatively heavy. The little girl weighs less than 90 pounds. She is really worried that the motorcycle will fall to the ground and she will not have the strength to help it up.

The three team members behind him all laughed, "Team on the side, you are so bluntly doubting that the little girl is not suitable. The king is still bronze. You will only know after trying it."

Little girl, our team has always been straightforward and don’t like beating around the bush, so don’t worry.”

"Hahaha, little girl, you really can't help me up, so you are calling us brothers."

Not only does he dress handsomely, but he also talks handsomely. There is no discrimination because Rong Yi is a girl.

They've all found their way into the team, and there should be two brushes.

Bian Cong's temper was notoriously bad, and no one dared to use him for entertainment.

The phone kept vibrating, Rong Yi remained calm and replied calmly, "You won't know if you try it?"

Happy! Personalized!

"Bian team, let's try it!"

"Come on, bian team, take the little girl to pick a car!"

"Hahaha, the little girl's temper is what I like. That's right. Let's try it, don't you know?" The three team members laughed, not to ridicule, but to appreciate Rong Yi. They didn't see the level of driving skills, but his temper was interesting.

"Sure." The team member also nodded happily and extended his hand to introduce himself, "I am the team captain Bian Cong. I have been driving for 10 years and only ride with large displacements."

Rong Yi stretched out his hand and said, "Rong Yi, I'm 16 years old. I'm still old enough to drive a car. It can be either a large or small displacement car."

The trainees in their death camp, no matter how big or small, must be able to do it.

At the age of 16, when he was just old enough to ride a motorcycle on the road, Bian Cong saw that Rong Yi was so confident that he forgot to ask Rong Yi if he had a motorcycle driver's license.

Rong Yi didn't have a special motorcycle suit, so Bian Cong found knee pads and wrist pads for Rong Yi to use temporarily. The team had helmets, so it was easy to solve.

After putting on all the protective gear, Rong Yi hugged his helmet and said to Bian Cong, "See you at Panlong Mountain in the suburbs."

Panlong Mountain is a holy land for motorcycle enthusiasts. It is loved by both racetrack and motorcycle riders. The lanes are circling like dragons, which is exciting and tests your skills.

Bian Cong and the three accompanying team members suddenly became happy and looked forward to it.

Without thinking, Rong Yi added: "But I need to take care of a few people now. I'm sorry. If you are worried about the car being stolen, you can come with me."

How many people do you still have to deal with?

The three team members who were smiling a moment ago suddenly lost their smiles. If the little girl didn't seem to have a little appetite for them, she would have just left.

Bian Cong's angular face became cold, "Are you entertaining me?"

"I don't dare, I promise, I will be the female motorcycle rider you are looking for." Rong Yi was not afraid, "It's not a loss if you accompany me for a ride."

There was a cold look in Bian Cong's eyes. It was different from Shen Jilin's calm look, but a direct look that would make the other party know that he might be beaten.

His gaze was also very oppressive, heavy, like a lifted stone, which could hit your head and bleed at any time. None of the three team members said a word.

After more than ten seconds, Bian Cong nodded, "Okay, I'll give you a chance."

He turned around and asked one of the team members, "Has Fei Ruo left? Give him a call and go to Panlong Mountain to play for a while."

While the other party was on the phone, Rong Yi put on her helmet and got on the heavy motorcycle she chose. Her petite body got on the car, and the motorcycle made her look even smaller. She was worried that the heavy motorcycle would crush her leg.

Although Rong Yi was small, he was not strong enough to support him. He put one foot on the ground and stretched his slender legs straight, holding the motorcycle firmly without moving at all.

She was still wearing Shen Yilin's pants, which was convenient for riding a bicycle.

It is indeed powerful, not small!!

Bian Cong's displeasure subsided a little.

Three minutes later, Bian Cong nodded towards Rong Yi, signaling that he was ready to go.

Before the other three team members could react, Rong Yi's departure from the engine car was more terrifying than the wild horse that escaped from the border. With a "boom", he and the car rushed away all the way...

"..."

The remaining four people, look at me, look at you, Bian Cong asked his team members, "Has the GPS been turned on?"

"Automatically turned on." The team members replied. The little girl was so fierce that for a few seconds they thought she was coming to steal the car.

With GPS positioning, there is no fear of losing the motorcycle. No one in the entire imperial capital dares to privately seize the motorcycles from their fleet.

Rong Yi headed straight for the outskirts, she had to catch up with Shen Yilin.

The biggest threat is not Shi Feifei, but Shi Feifei's brother. Her sister was bullied at school today, and her brother will definitely come forward.

In addition to GPS positioning, the motorcycle also has an on-board phone and a headset connected to the helmet. As long as it is turned on, you can contact the team members at any time.

Rong Yi heard Bian Cong's deep and textured voice, "It started beautifully, I hope you won't let me down next time."

It was no longer as cold as before, and Bian Cong became interested the moment he started.

"Bigger surprises are waiting for you." Rongyi, whose temperament had changed as she rode her motorcycle, faced the evening breeze and answered calmly, "I will be the motorcycle rider you need most."

This is her self-confidence, which comes from the support of being capable and confident.

The Imperial Motorcycle Lane has its rush hour at 6:30 in the evening. There are many vehicles coming and going, and there are traffic jams in some areas. Drivers of various motor vehicles that are slowing down or stopped can only watch helplessly as the motorcycles on the motorcycle lane move smoothly and smoothly. I can't help but be envious.

When Rong Yi's figure riding a motorcycle passed in front of the driver's eyes, he caught his attention.

"Look! There's a girl riding a motorcycle!"

"You're such a small guy, and you ride a heavy motorcycle, Sa!"

"Girls are so handsome, but there's nothing wrong with men. They're so damn handsome!" Another driver hurriedly took out his cell phone to take a video, but when he picked it up, the handsome female motorcyclist was already gone.

On the other side, Yuan Ji has been "forced" by several vehicles to the suburbs.

Shen Yilin seemed to be sleeping and let Yuan Ji drive smoothly. There were only him and Yuan Ji in the car. Ning Wu and Ning Liu could not leave the school, but were only sent to the school gate.

"Your Highness, the personal guards are already behind you." Yuan Ji said in a low voice. He knew that his Highness was not asleep.

"Well, keep driving." Shen Yilin replied calmly. The light and shadow of the street lamps passed by his slender body. You could see his hands resting on the armrest in the middle of the car. There was an unsupported hand that was bouncing. , like playing the piano.
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