Trafford’s Trading Club

It was a beast roaring.

The black retrofitted locomotive burst from a steep staircase next to it and ran straight down from it!

A bumpy posture, like a tiger shaking his body with anger!

It's awe-inspiring.

Hidden in the night's nothingness, Daechu gently hung Zhanlu, who had changed again into a key pattern, on his neck, while organizing his scarf, softly said: “That's what men should do, Bamboo Forest... nice! ”

From standing to doing, Dae-chul gently unwrapped a bottle of green tea and drank it on his own, smiling.

And this moment, a rider drank, "Who! ”

But the black modified locomotive suddenly braked at this moment, huge inertia let the rear half of the whole locomotive directly lift, but the person in the car twisted, the rear part of the car turned raw, shot directly on the rider, and hit the person directly on the ground!

“Damn it!” Several others shouted at each other and went wild without saying a word.

But the man on this black locomotive pulled a giant silver wrench from the car, like an ancient rider on a horse, dancing fiercely.

These big wrenches are long and hard, smashing people and hurting their bones with a super big killer!

“Get in the car! ”

He's waving a huge long wrench on his hand right now, and he's drinking out loud.

Hou Chen Yu was surprised to hear this familiar voice. "Husband! ”

“Get in the car! ”

Bamboo Forest threw the wrench directly on his hand and hit another rider who wanted to jump on his shoulder, hurting people.

At the same time, he called the throttle again, and the black motorcycle started again. He rushed towards Hou Chen Yu Cold. He grabbed Hou Chen Yu Cold's hand and put her up and sat behind him, "Hold me tight! ”

Hou Chen Yucoln didn't want all of it, and he didn't want Bamboo Forest to be here. He just felt so safe at this moment that he bit his head and held Bamboo Forest behind him with all his strength.

High speed spinning tires and abundant dust on the ground friction, the bamboo woods ignore these riders and rush out!

“Chase, chase, chase! ”

Several riders who fell to the ground at this point bite their teeth and climb up painfully, hurriedly lift the bike that fell to the ground, hurriedly and slowly step away, and chase it out like a poor hyena chasing a lion!

“Honey, I...”

“Later.” The head of the bamboo forest did not answer either, but simply responded with a very gentle voice: “Hold tighter. ”

Hou Chen Yucoln nodded softly, holding Bamboo Forest's hands slightly tighter.

Bamboo Forest looked in the rear-view mirror of the motorcycle, and the three motorcycles in the rear were impoverished at the moment, and they were crazy close... I'm afraid they weren't ordinary riders looking at the way these guys drove.

Bamboo Forest squeezed his eyes... so what, who can catch up with him?

Even across the hand, the palm of the hand seems to be directly connected to the steering handle of the motorcycle at this moment, the body of the bamboo forest suddenly bent a little lower, the chest almost to the position of the locomotive throttle.

In the wind, the black motorcycle slanted towards the ground on the left, turning directly at the shortest distance. The degree of alarm caused Hou Chen Yu to subconsciously close his eyes and his heart pounded.

Damn, who is this guy!

Even if they persist in pursuit, they can barely reach the point of pursuit, even a little bit further apart - which, as riders, is nothing less than the most outright humiliation.

It is something that all riders in the world do not want to see when they are constantly thrown away by their opponents in this speed battle.

They can't help but scream out the throttle, and their eyes are so red - the guy in the black bike in front is so arrogant, he's walking in the opposite direction!

Although... on such a night, even if it's a reverse trip, there are no cars on the way to this new development zone.

“In this direction... this guy is going up the highway! We can't let him up! ”

“Yes, this guy's car has changed so badly that people don't change it like this... once he gets on the highway, we'll never catch up! ”

“I'll go around the front and surround it! ”

The higher the speed, the louder the engine sounds, especially on the avenues of this empty development zone, like the sounds of an air defense drill, deafening!

A rider must have taken a short cut at this point, but at this point he killed directly in front of the bamboo forest, with a long chain in his hand.

“Husband...”

“Close your eyes and don't be afraid… I won't be there. ”

The bamboo forest looked quickly at the surrounding environment and found that there was no available terrain, but again drew another wrench from the void of the locomotive's head, quite unjustifiably.

And the rider in front of him, when he looked at this guy, he pulled out another wrench, and he startled his heart -- this guy, does he carry this kind of brutal killer when he goes out?

Who the hell is on the road?

After all, the blocked rider instinctively feared the horrible wrench and shrunk his head, his body even shivering, the bamboo forest unstoppable, from each other's blockade, gently offset.

But the bamboo forest is not intended to rush up the highway again, but to drive directly towards the city on this development avenue.

Much more prosperous in the city, I couldn't help but come out late at night to go home or leave the car, the whistling wind made Hou Chen Yucoln hear nothing, she hid behind the bamboo forest, so the whistling wind did not keep her eyes open.

You can't hear anything but the wind, even if the engine sounds so close.

Her body swayed with the shaking of a black locomotive, and the wind crashed into her clothes with a permeable chill. She doesn't know how many private cars the bamboo forest has exceeded.

Only on the road ahead, a long road, like a curved alpine castle in an oil painting, stretches on a continuous road, empty.

Hou Chen Yilin raised his head slightly, and the buildings around him gradually stacked up, which was no longer that empty development area. The bustling market has been quiet for a long time, yet the light-polluting neon lights are still shining.

But neon lights are also like laminated aurora.

They have an arc.

The black locomotives walking in the huge curved loop gave them an arc that quickly swept over Hou Chen Yilin's head.

The locomotive was like going from this end to that end, a long shot, to the end of the highway, and then it jumped out of the shot and disappeared.

The three riders eventually stopped… they couldn't even see the taillights on the black bike and had to give up in the dark.

……

Cold weather remains, after all, the winter months of late December.

From shock to still shock, Hou Chen Yucoln continued to shock today. At this time, her body was shaking because of the cold, but she somehow felt comfortable pulling down.

Has the bamboo forest fallen?

Hou Chen Yilin did not know that she had no ability to measure the speed of the motorcycle, but the whistle not only masked all her hearing, but also seemed to haunt the image of the world once plundered from its side, plunging them into the mud.

Slower, slower, everything slows down in front of you.

She tried to keep her eyes open only half as hard as she could, then put her ears behind the bamboo forest, as if she could break the noise of the whistling wind and hear the heartbeat in her body.

Strong and powerful.

The speed of the motorcycle may have slowed down, and the cold wind is no longer as bitter as it sounds.

Hou Chen Yucoln suddenly said: “I just felt that my body seems to have been pulled up, is it the wind? ”

The bamboo forest just slightly skewed its head and opened the lid of its helmet. “You're too fat, how can the wind hold up, unless it's a Grade 12 typhoon? ”

Hou Chen Yu opened his mouth and wanted to bite this guy's ear, but saw him wearing a helmet and had to do it.

Suddenly she smiled, lying on the back of the bamboo grove, smiling softly, "I, for a long time... haven't laughed so happily. ”

“Well, I heard you. ”

“Honey, just one more lap before you go home, okay? ”

“Mmm.”

……

……

The black motorcycle finally pulled back into its original position, and the bamboo forest was again covered with canvas.

Hou Chen Yucoln stood beside him, and the underground parking lot was not very cold anymore, she said softly: “It's been over a year, hasn't it? ”

“Actually, it's open too.” The bamboo forest swings its head and its eyes are a little complicated: “It's been driven secretly. ”

Hou Chen Yu looked up and asked: “Why don't you go home and talk about working overtime? ”

“Occasionally.” The bamboo forest did not see the anger in his wife's eyes.

He just reached out and grabbed Hou Chen Yilian's arm... right above his wrist, pulled her to the elevator and walked in. She happens to be like when we first met.

Later, in front of the house, the bamboo forest touched itself and found itself without a key.

Hou Chen Yilin knocked on his head and opened the door.

Before he had had time to turn on the lights in the living room, the bamboo grove that came in behind closed the door and pressed Hou Chen Yilin's body against the wall directly at the front door. He held her cheek with his hand and kissed her down brutally.

She untied his clothes.

He untied her clothes.

Dressed at will, Bamboo Forest raised the legs of Hou Chen Yilin's side, filling her years of emptiness in a private place.

The flames of love reign between them.

A few gorgeous flower cards hidden in Hou Chen Yu's cold clothes disappeared quietly.

……

……

Boss Lo's reunion is, of course, the flower card that disappeared quietly - which means that this business has been cancelled.

Of course, the business didn't start, the Guest was hesitant to buy it, and it didn't come up, so naturally there was no follow-up.

This is the first transaction that has been automatically cancelled since Rocchu took office… but Mr. Rocchu didn't feel comfortable.

Boss Luo nodded and said softly: “The jet lag is gone. ”

Waving his hand to make the flower card disappear, Boss Lo shouted, “Since the couple can mate, they can naturally reproduce future generations. It's Oren. They should have a good kid later, all the misfortunes... who knows. ”

I don't know what the boss is thinking. He looks at the maid next to him and laughs: “It's not benevolent to buy or sell, and it's not good to have people shouting at traitors all day. ”

“Did the master say... Miss Dragon?” The maid blinked.

“I didn't say that. ”

Boss Luo waved... a light appeared in front of him, constantly changing, Da Cheol, No. 18, and Liu Zixing... as well as Wang Yuechuan and Professor Trevor.