But the girl noticed it and secretly winked at the boss, causing him to be confused.
Although I also brought a girl here, her beauty is not as good as that of my younger brother. After all, she is still a young man, and the guys she picks up are even younger and more beautiful.
"Boss, will tonight's game be dangerous?"
The younger brother asked his boss.
"Danger?" The boss laughed and said, "Xiao Meng, when did we, the Bosozoku, ever think of danger?"
He said, pointing to the bridge across the river in front of him.
Guogong Mountain stands next to the Chuanjiang River. On the top of Guogong Mountain, a bridge paved with railroad tracks looks like a long swimming dragon in the dark.
This bridge is a train path that must be passed to and from Zhongchuan City.
The purpose of these bosozokus is to engage in a fierce death race on this bridge.
It was at the bridgehead that the once-legendary boss of the Bosozoku clan was hit by a train and his head was lost.
Today, these young people are going to rewrite the legend. They are going to start the car at the moment before the train arrives and have a death race with the train on this bridge.
Although there were many bosozokus coming to watch the excitement, there were only a few dozen who actually dared to participate in this event.
These dozen people, each with a motorcycle, were parked on the railway track, and the horses underneath them kept making roaring sounds.
"Did everyone see it?"
A bosozoku who seemed to be the leader of the group was wearing a black leather jacket. He was clearly a man, but his hair was long and shawl-length, with several chains tied around his body for decoration.
He was sitting astride his fiery red motorcycle, in the last position in the team and the most dangerous position.
But he was not afraid, but said loudly and excitedly.
"This is the legendary death track! Now, let me ask you, are any of you afraid?"
"No!"
A group of bosozoku yelled.
"Well, answer me, what is the wealth of our Bosozoku clan?"
"speed!"
"What is our Bosozoku's pursuit?"
"speed!!"
"What is the life of us Bosozoku?"
"speed!!!"
The sound was louder than the last, and the leader seemed very satisfied, nodded, and continued.
"That's right! If we lose our speed, we will be the walking dead! Today, let us Bosozokus bloom the glory of our lives again! Anyone who can win this competition will receive a bonus of 10,000 yuan! Get ready.
, the train is coming soon!”
Feng Limeng, the person who was just called Xiao Meng, is now highly nervous and his hands are sweating when touching his car.
It is impossible to say that you are not afraid of racing against a train.
"Look at your potential."
The girl behind her gave Xiao Meng a roll of her eyes.
Xiaomeng felt ashamed and wondered why he was not as good as a girl.
While everyone was anxiously waiting for the train to arrive, a bosozou suddenly shouted.
"Someone is coming up from below!"
This voice shocked many people.
Everyone looked at the winding mountain road below, and sure enough, a black Yamaha was roaring up the winding mountain road.
"This, the sound of this car..."
Xiaomeng's eyes lit up, "That's great!"
And this person is Qin Chao.
He followed the positioning on the GPS and drove here.
The shortest distance shown above is through the Guogongshan Railway Bridge, and then from Chuanhe to the western suburbs.
However, something unexpected happened to the Qin Dynasty. How could so many people gather so late and in such a remote place?
Later, when I took a closer look, I finally understood.
It turned out to be a group of bosozoku.
Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be waiting for the train.
Tsk tsk, Qin Chao couldn't help but curl his lips. He is so young and doesn't know how to cherish his life.
Human life is only once, once it is consumed, it will never be recovered again.
But young people don't know how to cherish it, but instead squander it crazily and spend their lives pursuing other things.
As the name suggests, this is their pursuit, and they are fanatical about it.
But have they ever thought that when something really happened, he would be over quickly just by closing his eyes.
But what about their parents, the people who care about them?
What they left for themselves was an illusion that was shattered in an instant, and what they left for their loved ones was irreversible pain.
Qin Chao was thinking about others here, but on the other side of the Bosou clan, they laughed at Qin Chao.
"Who is this person?"
"Newcomer!"
"Haha, look at the way he drives, he is a complete novice. He must be a second-generation rich man who came to participate in the competition because he thought his car was good."
"Hmph, let's watch the real game for a while without hitting him to death."
The bosozokus were talking when suddenly someone sent a signal from someone who had made arrangements.
"The train is coming! Countdown to departure, 3, 2, 1!"
As 1 fell, a dozen motorcycles carrying beauties on the rails all roared and started their motors, and then jumped out.
No matter how good a car is, it cannot accelerate to more than 200 miles in an instant.
Therefore, these bosozokus still left some room for themselves. They started to speed up ten seconds before the train arrived.
These ten seconds seemed like a blink of an eye.
Then Feng Limeng concentrated on driving the car and motorcycle to 230 kilometers.
Wear windproof glasses, otherwise the tears will flow and you won’t be able to escape.
The girl named Xiaoyin hugged her and screamed excitedly behind her.
Feng Limeng really wanted to turn around and give this girl a slap in the face, thinking, "What is your name? Do you want to scare me to death?"
But he didn't have the time, so he could only pay 100% attention to the road conditions in front of him.
Behind me came the clatter of a train pressing against the rails. In the past, this sound was not much noticed, but now it seemed like music from hell, boosting my adrenaline.
"Xiao Meng! Speed up! The train is chasing us, we're catching up!"
When Xiaoyin's eyes were completely dazzled by the lights on the train, she turned from excitement to panic and shouted loudly.
At this time, some of the bosozoku behind Feng Limeng gave up the game.
But when the train caught up with them, they realized what real horror was.
That so-called pursuit is not worth mentioning in the face of death!
When the god of death fell on their shoulders, they were frightened, cowered, turned the front of the car one by one, and dodged down the rails.
Even the boss of Feng League had to give up this death match.
As a result, Feng Leagueng and the leader of the Bosozoku clan were the only ones left on the railway track.
The team leader was also covered in cold sweat. He was always behind Feng Limeng.
Both people's cars reached 250 mph, but compared with the train, it was still a bit slow.
The surrounding scenery flashed by, and the bridge seemed to have no end in sight, and it still had no end.
"Hold!"
Suddenly, the team leader behind him cursed and pulled the car aside.
The train's wheels rolled over the place where he had just stopped.
Feng Limeng's eyes widened, there was still less than half the distance!
But this distance is like the end point before death!
His car's speed had reached its limit.
And the pressure of the train was already on him.
Xiao Yin behind him was no longer screaming with excitement, but crying and hugging him.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."
The train whistled so loudly that it almost blinded Feng Limeng's ears.
He knew that he would never reach the finish line.
Not willing to give in, really not willing to give in. If it weren't for the woman behind him, he would have dared to persist a little longer.
He sighed, glanced at the road next to him with bloodshot eyes, and then turned off the railway track.
But when he turned down, his front wheel suddenly tripped over a small stone, causing his balance to completely slip.
Feng Limeng was startled and hurriedly straightened the car.
The train roared past him, and a strong wind instantly enveloped his body.
If it weren't for the motorcycle, Feng Limeng felt that his body could be sucked under the wheel by the wind.
But he has the tools and the strength, but Xiaoyin is different.
She almost fell off the motorcycle, but now that the train was sweeping her away, she screamed and couldn't hold on any longer, so she fell off the motorcycle.
"ah!"
This scream cut through the dark night.
Xiaoyin's petite body was inconspicuous in the dark night. But at this moment, it touched everyone's hearts, and they fell into the lake under the bridge with her.
"Xiao Yin!"
Feng Limeng's eyes turned red.
After all, this girl is Ma Zi whom I have known for several days.
It is impossible to say that there is no emotion at all.
Is she going to die for herself today?
Just when everyone was about to give up Xiaoyin's life, a black shadow suddenly jumped from the bridge.
Everyone looked at it intently and were shocked.
Isn't this the black motorcycle just now?
That new guy, what is he doing? Is he crazy?
But what happened next left everyone stunned.
I saw the newcomer driving a motorcycle and rushing under the bridge. Then, he put one hand around the waist of Xiaoyin who was falling, and with the other hand, he threw out a black iron chain and wrapped it around him.
Iron railings on the bridge.
Relying on the strength of his legs, he held his heavy Yamaha between his legs, tugged on the chain, drew a beautiful arc with Xiaoyin and the motorcycle, and jumped back to the bridge again.
During this process, Xiaoyin screamed repeatedly, which made Qin Chao want to throw the girl away again.
He returned to the bridge and whispered something in her ear.
"Next time, don't come to participate in this kind of stupid game."
After saying that, he waved his hand and threw Xiaoyin's body away.
But instead of throwing it into the river, Xiaoyin was hung on a protruding nail on the railing of the bridge.
One of Xiaoyin's sweaters was hooked on it, and she was too scared to move or even scream.
After Qin Chao rescued Xiaoyin, he drove his motorcycle and turned into a black lightning, disappearing on the bridge without even leaving his name.
These bosozokus were all shocked.
Today they know what the real pursuit of limits is.
Compared with the driver of the black motorcycle, these people are simply scum.
"Xiao, Xiaoyin, are you okay?"
Feng Limeng stood astride his motorcycle and looked at Xiaoyin hanging in the air.
"Uuuuuuuuuuah...I, I want my mother..."
Xiaoyin was dumbfounded for a long time, and finally cried, "I want my mother, I, I don't dare to be a bad person anymore... I want to go home, I want to go home and be a good child... Wuwuwuwu..."
Her cry seemed to have a strange power, which silenced all the bosozokus.
Young people never know how to cherish.
If they hadn't almost seen Xiao Yin die, I'm afraid these bosozokus would never know what death was like.
Even the team leader was silent.
"Speed...it turns out the gap between you and me is so big..."
He thought of the black motorcycle and finally said this.