Han Jiulin and Qin Linxi left the underground parking lot of the office building one after another and drove north along the road at the prescribed speed.
There is a road in the north of Linyi City, which is almost as good as a first-class highway. The maximum speed limit can reach 100 kilometers, which is very suitable for two people and motorcycles to get used to it.
Han Jiulin followed Qin Linxi all the way north and quickly guessed what Qin Linxi was thinking.
It took the two of them less than ten minutes to arrive near the northern first-class highway.
At this time, there were nearly twenty Ferraris, Lamborghinis and other super sports cars parked side by side near the intersection.
The owners of these supercars are a group of young men and women dressed in trendy styles. They get together and are discussing the rules and bets for the next competition. They actually plan to have a drag racing competition on this road.
Just when Han Jiulin and the two noticed these young sports car owners.
The roar of their motorcycles also attracted the attention of these two dozen young men and women.
A group of people turned to look at the two of them.
"Hey, that's good. Is this Kawasaki H2?"
One of the young men, who was quite knowledgeable about motorcycles, could still tell the make and model of Han Jiulin's motorcycles at a glance, even though they were still far away.
A man with short yellow hair next to him asked: "Kawasaki h2, is it good?"
The man said: "It's the ceiling in motorcycles. The price of a new car is around 400,000, with 300 horsepower and a top speed of more than 400 kilometers per hour.
However, the ones that can be bought in China are all castrated civilian versions, and the top speed cannot exceed 300 kilometers per hour."
"Oh, they are two castration products co-authored.
It’s only 400,000, which is far behind the big guys like me.”
When the man with short yellow hair heard this, he immediately sneered and lost interest.
At the same time, not far away, a long-haired man with his back leaning on a red Ferrari stared at Qin Linxi and said with a smile: "That girl has a good figure, her butt is almost up to the sky, I really want to
Give her two slaps on the ass."
The man's long hair was tied into a simple ponytail at the back of his head, almost reaching his waist.
He looks slightly feminine, looks to be in his early 20s, and is a bit handsome.
As he spoke, he raised his palm and slapped the air twice, revealing a lustful smile.
The yellow-haired young man and the man who was commenting on the two motorcycles looked over together, all with flattering smiles on their faces: "Brother Chong, if you want to fall in love with that girl, isn't it easy to get her?"
The long-haired young man smiled contentedly and said: "There's no point in being tough. Since she's a motorcycle girl, let's conquer her with speed.
Your competition will start later, and I want to have a game with the two of them first."
After saying that, the long-haired young man lit a cigarette in an elegant manner, strode to the middle of the road, spread his arms, and blocked the path of Qin Linxi and Han Jiulin.
The other young men and women all followed the same example and followed the long-haired young man, blocking the intersection tightly to prevent Qin Linxi and the others from passing by.
Qin Linxi was wearing business attire at this time, with gray trousers that outlined the curves of her legs and hips straight and rounded.
Although he was wearing a helmet, his long black hair was still flowing like a waterfall on the back of his head.
When she saw these young racing men blocking her way, she frowned slightly. While slowing down the car, she looked back at Han Jiulin.
Han Jiulin looked indifferently and also slowed down the car. He and Qin Linxi parked the car side by side in front of the long-haired young man and others.
"Get out of the way."
Han Jiulin glanced at these people and spoke first.
The long-haired young man glanced at Han Jiulin with some displeasure.
The yellow-haired young man understood immediately, pointed at Han Jiulin and said, "Shut up, you have nothing to do here."
After saying this, he seemed to feel that the power was not strong enough, so he glared at Han Jiulin again.
The others were all laughing together, seemingly struck by the yellow-haired young man's behavior.
Because Han Jiulin was wearing a helmet, he couldn't see his expression. He could only see his eyes, which were relatively calm and without any fluctuations.
The long-haired man smiled with satisfaction, looked at Qin Linxi, and said in a commanding tone: "Beauty, take off your helmet and let me see what you look like."
Qin Linxi shook her head speechlessly and said coldly: "Get out of the way, little brat, I don't have time to play with you."
The words were full of disdain and contempt.
Qin Linxi really didn't like these rich second generations with colorful heads and mavericks.
Not to mention now, even when she and Han Jiulin were in their early twenties, they still had no interest in these unconventional peers.
The long-haired young man whose real name was Lei Yun raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly, and said: "Beauty, how many years older are you than us, but don't look condescending, okay?"
Qin Linxi sighed and said: "Really, get out of the way, we are in a hurry."
Lei Yun said: "It's okay if you want us to get out of the way. You have to agree to one condition."
Qin Linxi asked: "What?"
Lei Yun said: "We have a competition, if you win, just leave.
If I win, you stay with me tonight."
Qin Linxi turned her head and looked at Han Jiulin, with the intention of asking.
Han Jiulin smiled lightly and said: "Since he wants to compete, let's compete."
Han Jiulin knew Qin Linxi's motorcycle driving skills. Although racing against a supercar was a bit dangerous, with him by his side, Qin Linxi would not be hurt.
As for the young men in front of him, who openly teased Qin Linxi in front of him, he naturally didn't mind and gave them a lesson.
"good!"
Lei Yun laughed loudly, turned around and walked towards his Ferrari, saying as he walked: "Beauty, I will let you understand that the speed of a motorcycle can never be compared with a supercar! The one who plays with motorcycles is the younger brother."
Qin Linxi frowned, smiled coldly, and decided to teach the other party a lesson.
Han Jiulin looked at the yellow-haired young man who had spoken rudely to him before, pointed at him and said, "You can come too."
The yellow-haired young man was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Why, are you still a little unconvinced?"
Han Jiulin said quietly: "Don't talk nonsense, just tell me whether you dare to compete."
"Come on, grandson, do you think I'm afraid of this trash like you?"
The yellow-haired young man sneered with disdain, turned around and got into his white Lamborghini.
Soon, Han Jiulin, Qin Linxi, Lei Yun, and the yellow-haired young man arrived at the same starting line.
Lei Yun pressed down the window and said: "There is a gas station 50 kilometers ahead. We will focus on that. Whoever gets there first will win!"
The yellow-haired young man wiped Han Jiulin's neck provocatively, and said with a strange smile: "Boy, if you get hit and killed on the road soon, don't regret it.
Those who play motorcycles are all short-lived!"
Han Jiulin and Qin Linxi frowned slightly at the same time.