Luo Yu hung up the phone and walked out of the school out of boredom. Xue Kai and the others went back to the dormitory to surf the Internet. Xu Xingdong also seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
"What should we do?" Recalling the days when he spent all day chopping and scheming, Luo Yu suddenly felt idle.
Luo Xiaoyun's phone call saved Luo Yu like the sudden appearance of ice-cold mineral water in a dry desert.
"Fu Tao? Okay, I'll come." Luo Yu ran out of the school gate and got into a taxi. Luo Xiaoyun only said a few words besides telling her whereabouts: "Something happened.
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"Who was that person just now?" The guard who was drinking tea at the door almost spit out the water. If he saw it correctly, the person who ran past his window just now was the student who stuffed his colleague's head into the wheel of the car last time.
"Didn't Xiao Huang say that he wanted to retaliate against him? Why hasn't there been any movement yet?" Taking another sip of water, the guard shook his head, "Young people nowadays just say harsh words."
Because it is afternoon, there are only a few customers in Futao Bar.
"Luo Yu!" Seeing Luo Yu appear in front of her, Han Yixue was extremely happy, but when she saw his hand wrapped with gauze, her face suddenly changed and she asked with concern: "What's wrong with your hand? Is it Xia Jing?"
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"It has nothing to do with her, but it does have a little bit to do with it." Luo Yu stretched out a few fingers to hug the soda cup and took a sip. "I'll tell you about this later. I'll go check on those first.
What the hell are you doing?"
The silver-haired Luo Xiaoyun was sitting on the innermost sofa with a few younger brothers, puffing away their smoke. When he saw Luo Yu coming over, he made room for him.
"Is there a business?" Luo Xiaoyun, who was still laughing and joking in the morning, is now as white as paper and his lips are bloodless. Luo Yu joked, "Is there anything you, Luo Xiaoche Shen, can't handle?"
"Take a look." Luo Xiaoyun took out a stack of photos from his pocket and threw them in front of Luo Yu.
The first picture shows a motorcycle that was twisted and deformed after being hit. The front of the motorcycle was shattered, and the body turned into a weird "U" shape. The red blood on the broken handlebar was very dazzling.
When Luo Yu saw the second picture, he narrowed his eyes and his face became gloomy. Anyone who knew him well knew that this was the expression he showed when he was very unhappy. Han Yixue, who came to hand over the water, also felt the emotion on Luo Yu's body.
Feeling cold, I hurried back to the bar without saying much, but my ears were perked up to hear what they were talking about.
The first reason why Luo Yu was unhappy was that he knew the person in the second photo, and the second reason was that this person appeared as a corpse in the photo.
"Cao Mu..." Luo Yu then scrolled down the photos and saw that Cao Mu, the car god who was known as the best downhill car in Zhonghai, died in an accident while competing with others.
"When did it happen?" Putting the photo back on the table, Luo Yu spoke calmly, but his eyes kept staring at the shattered body in the last photo. He stretched out the bandaged fingers and scratched it.
Thick bandage.
"I just got the news about what happened last night." Luo Xiaoyun drank a large glass of wine. Luo Yu did not speak, and the younger brothers around Luo Xiaoyun also nodded.
"In the first few days when that bastard came, everyone thought he was a young master from a wealthy family who came back from abroad. But he won several nights in a row, which attracted our attention, and Cao Mu was very impressed by him.
Interest, they made an appointment for a game the day before yesterday, and the bet was... on the reputation of China Overseas Underground Racing." Luo Xiaoyun choked up when he spoke. The man didn't shed tears lightly, and the reason why he didn't shed tears was because he hadn't reached the point of sadness.
Luo Xiaoyun, a grown man, was now bursting into tears, indicating that the death of his brother Cao Mu made him so sad, "Who knew that that bastard was a professional, how could amateur underground racers like us compete with him?"
Compare."
This is the fact. There is a big difference between amateur racers and professionals, just like the number of steps in Go. The value of amateur 9th dan and professional 1st dan is completely different. In "Initial D", the amateur driver outpaced the professional driver.
It's simply impossible to happen in reality.
"Brother Cao Mu was suppressed from the beginning. In order to win, he kept accelerating. On the winding mountain road in the suburbs of Zhonghai, the speed even reached over 240, but he still couldn't catch up with that bastard. In the end...
It ended up like this." Luo Xiaoyun covered her eyes with her hands, but tears still flowed from her fingers, "We were not here last night, I was not here!"
"He still wants to gamble?" Luo Yu put his thumb on the cap of the beer bottle and pushed hard, and the deformed bottle cap bounced far away with a "pop" sound.
"Well, tonight, it's still the same highway." Luo Xiaoyun raised his head, "He's here to cause trouble, Luo Yu, I definitely can't do it."
Even Cao Mu couldn't win, and Luo Xiaoyun was only second in Zhonghai, let alone of course.
"That bastard also said that his boss didn't come, and that he was just here to explore the way."
Taking a sip of cold beer, Luo Yu's stomach felt cold: "Exploring the path?" Thinking of this, Luo Yu looked at Han Yixue, and he remembered that the Han Feng brothers and sisters were also sent to explore the path.
"Everyone regards Zhonghai as their own backyard. It seems like it will become more and more excessive if we don't give him some advice." After drinking a bottle of draft beer, Luo Yu felt much better: "Give me that guy's information."
Of course, Luo Xiaoyun found someone to organize these things, so he handed a stack of information to Luo Yu. It recorded the driver's car model, how the car had been modified, and some of the gear changes and various details of his car during last night's race.
Comparing the speed of the road section, Luo Yu ignored the driver's name. Since he was here to cause trouble, he would not be stupid enough to use his real name.
"It seems very professional." According to the records, although the driver with the pseudonym "Pan Mo" in last night's race cannot be said to have done a perfect job, he looked much more professional compared to amateur drivers.
"Luo Yu, it's up to you tonight." Luo Xiaoyun was full of hope, "I heard that peripheral gambling is open this time."
"Who is the banker?"
"That kid said that his boss is the banker and he bets that you will be at least 20 seconds slower." Luo Xiaoyun gritted his teeth.
"Go and pawn all the valuable things at home and let me win. I also want to go to the bank to see if there are still several hundred million left on the card." Luo Yu returned the information to Luo Xiaoyun.
"Are you sure?" Luo Xiaoyun's eyes were swollen and bloodshot.
"Let's see if I don't kill him." A cold light flashed in Luo Yu's eyes, "And his boss."
The freshman school requires self-study in the evening. The squad leader Wang Xuelu is not here, and Luo Yu is not willing to get to know the deputy squad leader. She calls Xue Kai and asks him to ask for leave for her. She also asks Luo Xiaoyun the time and place of the competition.