Sister, you miss me

Li Qiang squeezed Xiong Wei's cheek and opened the zipper of Xiong Wei's leather jacket with the other hand. The girl actually only wore a cartoon underwear inside. She was small, but she had a pair of breasts.

Happy together, Xiong Wei finally pushed Li Qiang's hand away, and at the same time let out a hysterical scream.

"Brother Qiang, come on!"

"Brother Qiang is the best."

"Brother Qiang fuck her."

"Brother Qiang shot."

"..."

A group of young people talked about it for fear that the world would not be chaotic. Many of them were girls. Not only did they not have the slightest sense of shame or sympathy, they also followed suit.

Yang Feng shook his head, feeling a deep generation gap, but that was something to say, and what was imminent was that he had to take action.

"Almost!" A faint voice suddenly sounded, so Yang Feng instantly became the focus of the audience.

He was wearing Zhu Rongrong's motorcycle uniform, touching his pockets, there were really props for acting.

Popped a soft Chinese bite, rubbed the lighter on the jeans leg, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and spit out a thick plume of smoke. Of course, at this moment, he could only give the other side a side, which seemed enough contempt.

After doing all this, Yang Feng continued: "What kind of ability is a big man bullying a girl?"

"Yang Feng, it's you, how could you..." Xiong Wei didn't recognize it until this moment. This man who was pretending to be forceful was actually Yang Feng. Xiong Wei almost cried with joy. Yang Feng is now her last lifesaver. straw.

"Yang Feng? What? Where did a green onion pop up? Who has heard of it?" Li Qiang was rather upset, throwing out a series of questions.

In this racing party organized by the rich second generation spontaneously, Li Qiang has always regarded himself as a big brother. Today, there are people who have done bad things for him and even grabbed his limelight.

No one responded.

Taking advantage of this time, Yang Feng had already squeezed in, guarding Xiong Wei and Chen Lu behind him.

Seeing Yang Feng's tall figure, Xiong Wei couldn't help biting her lip.

Yang Feng smiled contemptuously: "Bald head is strong, I am a human, not a thing, let alone a green onion, I am a normal person, you have never heard of me, nor need to hear, because I look down on You, maybe your family is very rich, but it cannot change the nature of your social scum."

"what did you say?"

Yang Feng's words provoked public anger, and Li Qiang, on behalf of everyone, questioned every word.

Yang Feng didn't and didn't bother to think about it, and still said loudly: "I said, you are just a bunch of scum——"

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you!" Li Qiang shouted, and Yang Feng was pointed at by a gun for the second time in his life.

The first time was Xiong Lie, and Yang Feng was frightened, but this time he was much calmer.

"Li Qiang, I can guarantee that you have no chance to shoot, do you believe it or not?"

"Do not believe."

"Also, you can't beat me, I want to beat you and convince you."

Li Qiang was holding a wolfdog that fired steel balls. Even so, he dared not use it casually.

"What are you comparing to me and convince me?"

Yang Feng said coldly: "Don't you love drag racing? I will race with you, and the game will be the winner."

"Bring seeds, where's your car?"

Yang Feng shrugged helplessly, and pointed to the only domestic product on the scene.

"No!" Xiong Wei hurriedly stopped Yang Feng: "Yang Feng, I appreciate your kindness, but you can't follow him. Li Qiang is a car god, and his BMW motorcycles are still modified with nitrogen booster. Device."

Yang Fengsi is not worried about the upcoming game: "Xiong Wei, don't say I know you, even if I don't know you, I will take care of it. Now, I want you to promise me one thing."

"Yang Feng, don't talk about it, even if you say you can kill with us, there is no chance of winning."

"Xiong Wei, if I win, I say if, you promise me, dye your rainbow head back, remove your earrings, and be a normal girl."

Xiong Wei's mouth moved, and Li Qiang shouted out over there, "You are still waiting for it. It's almost dawn."

"Don't worry, beat you, soon."

"You..." Li Qiang was so angry that he was so angry that he would choose a motorcycle, except mine, whatever you want.

Xiong Wei looked at the motorcycles and pouted: "Yang Feng, you really want to compare, you can only use my car."

"Do you have any comments?" Li forced to wait.

"No comments, but bets must be stated clearly."

"Hey, you are more anxious than me, come and listen."

"If I win, let me take them away. If I lose, let me take care of it." Yang Feng said sonorously.

"Yang Feng..." Xiong Wei hesitated to speak, but now is not the time to say frustrating words.

Li Qiang laughed loudly: "You are determined to lose, wash the chrysanthemum, and Brother Qiang makes an exception."

"In vain!" Yang Feng smiled coldly, approached Xiong Wei, and said: "Tell me about the road conditions, the more detailed the better."

Of course Xiong Wei knows the importance of this, where there are sharp bends and where to drink, the description is clear.

A three-dimensional picture suddenly appeared in Yang Feng's mind.

Li Qiang didn't know which muscle was wrong, and suddenly thought: "In order to make the game more exciting, everybody in China will bring a girl."

Yang Feng hesitated. There was a great risk in drag racing. It's okay to be alone. If you take another one in the back seat, the difficulty and risk factor is not a little bit bigger.

"Why, afraid? Get out if you are afraid!" Li Qiang laughed and said, "Oh, maybe I can't find a girl."

With that, Li Qiang swept a girl with heavy makeup beside him, squeezed her breasts and laughed wildly.

"Yang Feng, I'll take your car." Xiong Wei grabbed Yang Feng's sleeve.

"You are not afraid?"

"I believe you."

Yang Feng weighed it for three seconds, nodded, and looked at Li Qiang: "I accept. Since you have increased the difficulty, I have to attach conditions. If I win, you cannot harass Xiong Wei and Chen Lu in the future."

"Wait until you win!"

The six-cylinder BMW straddled by Li Qiang has roared to a stop on the starting line, and a girl in a full skirt sits in the back seat.

When Xiong Wei walked to her Yamaha R6, she retreated a little: "Yang Feng, you are not familiar with my motorcycle at all, how can you compare it?"

"One step counts one step."

"His motorcycle design has a top speed of 180, which can rush to 200 in an instant. Mine is only 160."

"According to you, we don't have to compare, there is no chance of winning at all."

"It was originally."

"Then leave you two girls to this gang of cattle to spoil them, and I will do nothing."

"I……"

"The arrogant soldier must be defeated, and the mourning soldier must win. We only have this."

Xiong Wei opened his eyes with rich colors and sincerely said, "Yang Feng, thank you, no matter if you win or lose this time, I will ask you to be my tutor after this incident."

"Let's talk about it later."

"You two, it's not life and death. Even if you lose, Brother Qiang will give you time to say something else, let's start!"

Yang Feng stepped onto the motorcycle and Xiong Wei also sat in the back seat.

"Hold me tightly and use milky energy."

"Ok."

As soon as Yang Feng twisted the accelerator, Yamaha sprinted forward, Xiong Wei let out an exclamation, and the motorcycle stopped firmly on the starting line, flush with the front of Li Qiang's BMW.

Just a moment ago, Yang Feng felt that his back was hit hard by a pair of soft and soft.His feeling is so clear, from squeezing deformation and then bounce back, scene after scene, it can be reproduced in his mind.

"Xiong Wei, you must be careful."

Chen Lu firmly took Xiong Wei's little hand, tears rolling, and said goodbye.

"Chen Lu, don't you worry about me?"

"Yang Feng, the same goes for you."

"Prepare—" The eyes of a long-haired girl stretched her hand in from the neckline. She didn't know what she was groping for. Within a few seconds, a scarlet bra appeared in her hand.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng was a little worried.

The long-haired girl held her bra high and swiped it down, and Li Qiang's BMW rushed out without hesitation.

"Go!" Xiong Wei urged.

"Oh." Yang Feng saw his gaze retracted from the bra, he stopped the accelerator, and followed him with a cry.

BMW is gone, Yamaha must chase at full speed.

Both of them are wearing helmets, they must speak very close together, and they must also shout.

"It seems to be really difficult, or let's run away!"

"No, you can't leave Chen Lu."

"Oh, you must hold me tight."

"I know."

After chasing for a full five minutes, Xiong Wei still didn't see the BMW taillights. Xiong Wei was discouraged: "Yang Feng, give up."

"These two words are not in my dictionary."

"Leave us alone for a while."

"I won't leave the woman."

"But Li Qiang has a gun!"

After five minutes of silence, Yang Feng suddenly said: "This can't go on, we must win by surprise."

"How surprising?"

"This road follows the river. I remember the narrowest part of the river. There was a 180 degree bend."

"Well, yes, then?"

"As long as we fly over, we will definitely win."

"The narrowest is more than ten meters wide, what should I do if I fall down?"

"You can't die if you fall, you win by flying over."

"You are so brave, listen to you, fight it!"

After chasing for another five minutes, I saw BMW's taillights, and Li Qiang had to slow down the 180-degree sharp turn ahead.

However, Yamaha did not mean to slow down at all, on the contrary, it raised the speed to the highest.

Xiong Wei in the back seat made a hysterical sound. Yang Feng lifted the front of the car when the front wheel reached the river bank. Then, Yamaha was like an arrow from the string, and Li Qiang was dumbfounded, and the electric shot hit the opposite road.

"Hum" landed, and the luxury car of more than 200,000 yuan said without shock absorption, Yang Feng twisted the body, gave a thumbs up to the opposite Li Qiang, and then turned it down.

Yang Feng made a successful leap, saving half of the journey, and the result speaks for itself.

Li Qiang beat his chest, thunderous, punched and kicked the girl next to him, and finally cried with a headache. He couldn't accept this reality.

Seeing all this, Yang Feng sipped "scum", then twisted the throttle and rushed towards the finish line.