Leisure male god

Chapter 94 The one wearing the helmet is Linggou, chasing Linggou

Yanjing City, Fengtai District Outer Ring.

Night Breeze lowered his voice, and Zeng Ziyi had a greasy smile on his face.

The aggressive method has worked.

"Fatty Zeng, who do you look down on? It's not like I haven't run away with you before."

Heman had a displeased expression on his face. With his always strong and proud character, he couldn't listen to Zeng Ziyi's words.

"Sister Xiaoman, tonight is really different. The cars here have been cleared out, and they will run very fast. There is a small competition held by our motorcycle club. No girls will participate. If you are interested, I will give it to you another day." Let's do one."

Zeng Ziyi looked as if he was thinking for Heman, but Heman let out a chuckle.

"I'm a girl, but whether I can run or not is not based on words"

With long legs, he was about to roll over onto the Harley motorcycle.

"Hahaha, look at what you said, Miss Xiaoman, just to have fun, there is no need to compete for rankings"

Zeng Ziyi looked at Ling Gan while talking.

He said this not only to Heman, but also to Ling Gan.

Tell Herman first, it's too dangerous for you little girl to play motorcycles with us old men.

Then he said that all the cars had been cleared out, and tonight was a small competition, so there was no need to compete for any ranking.

In the end, I pretended to hold another one for girls only in the future.

Back and forth, Heman was invisible to the side of the weak, stimulating Heman's competitive spirit.

In this way, when the small competition starts, Herman will definitely go all out seriously.

However, provoking Herman was only superficial.

The real purpose is to make Linggan have to participate, and then there will be plenty of ways to clean up Linggan.

The reason why he had to participate was simple, Herman really took this little competition seriously.

There might really be an accident at that time. Since they are still together so late, it is enough to prove that the relationship between the two is very close.

Zeng Ziyi was more than [-]% sure that Ling Gan would not let Heman participate.

……

woo~
The blond girl on the Harley motorcycle, just about to put on the black motorcycle helmet.

"Brother, you really don't want to come, let a girl run with us, you really deserve it, it's boring"

Zeng Ziyi smiled contemptuously, pretended to turn around and walk back.

Ling Gan didn't say much, he glanced at Zeng Ziyi, then turned around and walked towards Heman.

Zeng Ziyi's sinister intentions were that, even if he knew it, he spent so much time going around in circles just to let himself participate.

But so what if he knew, he wouldn't let Herman go.

Herman's mood was not stable tonight, and he seemed to have taken mental medicine before.

He pressed the head of the Harley motorcycle whistling in a low voice, with a mocking smile on his face.

"Herman, I think what you said is right. Whether you can run or not is not based on words. I want to try."

Herman's delicate crescent eyebrows frowned, she thought Ling Gan was stimulated by Zeng Ziyi.

Remembering that Ling Gan told himself just now that he could drive a motorcycle, Herman was a little disappointed in Ling Gan.

The Ling Gan in her mind is a mature man who is calm and will not be stimulated by other people's words, not a little boy who is provocative just because of a few words.

"Ling Gan, Fatty Zeng is so disgusting, just ignore him, just wait here for my meeting, and I'll take you back later"

A little disappointed, but Heman didn't think about letting Ling Gan participate either.

Although it is a small competition, as long as it is a competition, there will be points of superiority and inferiority. I have experience in competitions, and I am much better than Ling Qian.

Heman felt that Ling Gan's claim that he could drive a motorcycle was just a boy's bragging.

Zeng Ziyi didn't forget to turn his head and yell at Linggan at this time, with a disgusting and greasy smile on his face, which made Linggan think of the black pig Zeng Shaolong.

They were both black wild boars, but Zeng Ziyi obviously had more brains.

"Brother, are you coming or not? It's about to start."

After finishing speaking, he was not in a hurry to go back, and waited with a playful expression on his face.

He now believes that Ling Gan will definitely participate.

Ling Gan smiled, to lure you into the urn?
Then I'll show you, you little man is not enough to cover your father.

The male god status of a top motorcycle professional has brought him countless racing experiences, and those experiences have been engraved in his mind.

This let Ling Gan know that although he hadn't tried it, his body already had an instinctive muscle response.

What is the top?

The top level is to crush ordinary people!

As long as you think about it, take the first place and hold it firmly.

Smiling, Ling Gan directly hugged Herman off the Harley motorcycle, startling Herman.

lsp didn't forget to take the opportunity to reminisce, the feel is different from Lu Xiaoyu's, it is tighter, each has its own advantages.

"Ling Gan, what are you doing?"

The two had never been in such close contact before, and Ling Gan's movements just now were very blunt, as if he was really irritated by Zeng Ziyi.

"People have said so, if nothing happens, then I'm still not a man"

Ling Gan curled his lips and sat down on the Harley motorcycle, making Herman really think that he was being provoked.

Then he turned the handle and rode towards Zeng Ziyi at a constant speed.

Herman sighed, and followed the convoy.

I thought to myself, I had overestimated Linggan before, if I had known, I would not have brought Linggan here.

Ling Gan didn't understand the danger of motorcycle racing at all.

It never occurred to him that Ling Gan only participated because he was worried about himself.

……

In the locomotive club, Liu Jincheng can be counted as the first-line second generation, and his family is engaged in import and export, with a working capital of nearly [-] billion.

Zeng Ziyi's family is in finance. Although it is not as deep-rooted as Liu Jincheng's family, it is still a second-tier boss, much more transparent than his circle.

But the relationship between the two is not bad. The Douyin Internet celebrity packaging company was founded by the two of them.

It was Zeng Ziyi, not Liu Jincheng, who tripped Ling Gan behind his back and made the whole company troublesome.

Ling Qian finally saw the person in the dark.

Riding a Harley motorcycle, Ling Gan quickly approached Zeng Ziyi who was walking slowly on purpose.

This cunning black boar was obviously waiting for him, and had been talking to Zhang Jun next to him.

"Quite kind," Zeng Ziyi said with a smile when he realized that Ling Qian was approaching.

He continued to move his clumsy body forward, weighing more than 200 kilograms, like a hill, and the sagging fat on his face trembled as he walked.

Ling Gan smiled and didn't answer, Zhang Jun was also silent beside Zeng Ziyi with a gloomy face.

"Zhang Jun is mine, and the people below him are also mine"

"You don't take Zhang Jun seriously, and you don't know me if you're not in the circle. That's fine, I'll give you a chance."

"As long as you say it, Brother Ziyi, I was wrong, this matter will be over like this, you are messing with Cha Xinxiong, and I will give him face."

Hearing Zeng Ziyi's words, Zhang Jun's face was gloomy, but he didn't say anything. He was just a marginal figure attached to Zeng Ziyi.

"Give brother Xiong some face?" Ling Gan smiled, as if he really listened to Zeng Ziyi's words.

"It's all in the same circle. Let me open up and talk about it. I messed up your company's affairs. It's just a little trouble. I just want to tell you."

"Being human...don't be too crazy"

Zeng Ziyi had the appearance of a talkative boss, but his sense of superiority was vividly reflected in his words.

"You're right, I really didn't take Zhang Jun seriously."

Ling Gan said calmly, Zeng Ziyi thought that Ling Gan was going to give in.

A contemptuous smile appeared on his greasy face.

"But I didn't take you seriously"

The two looked at each other, and Ling Gan added with a chuckle.

"I'm still wondering, which idiot messed with my company, it turned out to be you."

After finishing speaking, he twisted the handle of the motorcycle, and the speed increased sharply, creating a gust of wind.

Ling Gan was not the kind of madman who couldn't get down the stairs, but Zeng Ziyi's superior attitude made him very uncomfortable.

Since you provoked me, you must know the consequences.

Zhang Jun had a relationship with Zeng Shaolong before and wanted to mess with him, so Ma Zai went to his shop to make trouble.

This Zeng Ziyi is the funniest, first he tripped up his ms company, and then he actually wanted him to bow his head and admit his mistake.

I recognize your mother.

I am not a soft persimmon, I can be squeezed by others.

The most important thing is that Zeng Ziyi is obviously not in the same way as himself.

If you can't play together, then climb for me.

Zeng Ziyi saw the back of Ling Gan riding a Harley motorcycle, and his face turned dark.

Immediately revealed a contemptuous smile.

"Ah Jun, I thought it was someone, that's it?"

"Brother Zeng, do you want to..."

As Zhang Jun said, his fists collided, showing his meaning.

Zeng Ziyi didn't speak, but nodded secretly.

Killing Ling Gan would not be enough, but it would be too easy to make Ling Gan permanently disabled by an accident.

Tonight is the time.

……

Night fell in Yanjing, and Night Breeze's oppressed voice became even deeper.

Soon, the three arrived at the convoy, and Herman also arrived after a while.

She was not far or close to the three of them just now, and when she heard an unpleasant voice, she thought that Ling Gan had been provoked again.

Liu Jincheng was smoking and chatting with the team members next to him, when he saw Herman coming over, he took a big drag on his cigarette.

Throwing it on the ground, with a smile on his face, "Herman, I just took a sip."

When Heman met Liu Jincheng for the first time before, Heman showed a great aversion to smoke.

Although Herman rejected him, Liu Jincheng has not given up yet.

Young Master Liu thinks that a top-notch mixed-race girl like Heman needs to be patient.

"It's none of my business whether you smoke or not. If you smoke six at a time, you will die early and be reborn early."

Liu Jincheng was not angry either, he smiled bitterly, and then waved to the motorcycle team behind him.

"Small competition, everyone should pay attention to safety, the ranking is not important, just be happy"

After speaking, he smiled and glanced at Herman again, the engine of the dark green Kawasaki motorcycle under his crotch roared, and he rushed out like a wild beast.

"Wuhu~"

"Rush rush!"

"..."

The team members yelled, and they also drove to the agreed starting point of the race with Liu Jincheng.

Just as Ling Gan was about to twist the handlebar of the Harley motorcycle, Zeng Ziyi rode a brown Harley single motorcycle near his crotch.

Behind him is a small group represented by Zhang Jun.

"You know what annoys me the most about you...Your indifferent attitude, do you think you're awesome?"

Ling Gan didn't speak, just smiled lightly.

Zeng Ziyi was right, he did not take him seriously.

In the Beijing circle, everyone plays in their own way, really awesome bosses, who would feel wronged to join a group with someone who can't play well.

Whether it's Che Xinxiong, Liu Jincheng, or Zeng Ziyi, we are friends if we can play well, and we will be defeated if we can't play well.

Some people are tied together because of interests, and Ling Qian knows that he has no need to engage in these circles that have nothing.

I want to burn money, not to make money, how to burn money?

How come.

Just as Zeng Ziyi drove away on a single Harley motorcycle, Zhang Jun also followed, and turned his head to look at Ling Gan quietly.

"It's a bit difficult tonight"

Ling Gan gave a wry smile and didn't think much about it. He just didn't want Herman to participate in this so-called small competition.

This mixed-race girl is so competitive, if she comes, she probably really wants to grab the so-called first place.

Just to hit Zeng Ziyi in the face.

But is there any need for me to grab the first place?What's more, if they were really superior, Zeng Ziyi and Zhang Jun's gang might be thinking about something.

Especially since I was still very stubborn just now.

Rigidity is easy to break, this truth Lingqian still understands.

Therefore, Linggan's plan is very simple, safety first, and have fun.

If others want to fight, let's fight.

It can be understood that he is afraid of death, but no one is afraid of normal people.

What's more, my own life is more precious than Zeng Ziyi Zhang Jun's group of sand than gold.

It's not worth playing the speed of life and death just to pretend to be more face-saving.

Thinking in his heart, Ling Gan had already been riding a Harley tandem motorcycle and quickly followed the convoy, and his position was still very far ahead.

Zhang Jun, who noticed this scene, showed a piercing smile.

I have already discussed with my brothers just now, as long as Linggan speeds up, he can handle things.

The sparse motorcycles stopped at the same spot, and a few people just came to join in the fun and didn't want to be together.

"Sister Xiaoman, please don't mind, brother Cheng won't let you run with me, I can't explain it"

Most of the convoy had already followed, only a few standing still and puffing.

Heman was standing next to a young man with half head of red hair, and forcefully pulled over the dark night Kawasaki Z900.

"You are from Yanjing, what kind of Jinmen dialect do you learn, don't make any noise, nothing will happen"

"No, Miss Man"

"Get out", Herman's strong aura opened up, and he was very domineering, scaring away the red-haired youth who wanted to get up to snatch the Kawasaki z900.

"Sister Xiaoman, please be careful, just take a lap, don't run too fast"

A reminder came from behind, Herman looked impatient, and then chased after the motorcycle team.

……

Under a traffic sign.

Ahead was a driveway with no end in sight, and a convoy of more than a dozen people scattered back and forth.

The sound of some motorcycle engines has not stopped, like arrows that are about to be shot at any time.

There was only one reason why everyone was so excited, the small competition was organized by Liu Jincheng, and the first prize was 50.

The Beijing circle is not big, which means that the core area is not big, but there are too many circles around the core area.

People like Zhang Jun don't have the qualifications to enter the Beijing circle at all. At best, they are Zeng Ziyi's younger brother, helping out to make money.

Most of the people in this group of motorcycle clubs are the same, people like Zeng Ziyi and Liu Jincheng are only a minority after all.

In tonight's racing team, most people are envious of the 50 yuan.

The person in charge of pressing the signal gun stood on the side of the driveway and saw that everyone was getting ready.

Snapped!
woo~
woo~
……

More than a dozen motorcycle engines roared like a pack of wolves under the moonlight.

He volleyed out violently.

Liu Jincheng's Kawasaki h2r took the lead due to its performance and Liu Jincheng's better technology.

Followed by the Harley motorcycle team headed by Zeng Ziyi.

Strangely, the Harley motorcycle team slowly broke away from the racing car group.

"Brother Zeng, where is Ling Gan?" Zhang Jun concentrated his attention and yelled.

The speed of the motorcycle was not fast but it was not slow either. Five motorcyclists and Zeng Ziyi were driving on both sides of the driveway.

There is no shadow of Linggan's car in the peripheral vision on both sides.

"Damn it, this comparison doesn't focus on participation, does it?"

Zeng Ziyi cursed angrily, turned his head and glanced behind him quickly.

……

After a group of people drove a long distance without stopping, Ling Gan twisted the handlebar of the Harley motorcycle.

woooooo~
He also hummed a song leisurely, "I have a little donkey that I never ride~"

Until a dark night Kawasaki z900 caught up from behind, and accelerated to pass.

Ling Gan's face changed.

Even though the figure that flashed past was wearing a motorcycle helmet, he recognized Herman at a glance.

With such a good figure, it's hard not to recognize her.

"No, sister, why did you follow here?"

He complained, but he had already followed.

The Harley motorcycle under his crotch let out a low growl instantly. Where is the little donkey, it is clearly a vicious tiger.

It's just that Herman's speed was too fast, and he didn't speed up before ordering, and didn't follow immediately.

But because of the male god status of top motorcycle professionals, the distance is gradually narrowing.

……

Originally looking depressed, Zhang Jun, who had no fighting spirit, was in the Harley motorcycle team, smoking a cigarette one after another.

He suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind behind him, and looked back to see two motorcycles, one in front and one behind.

Ling Gan and Herman were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they surpassed the unhurried car team.

Zhang Jun quickly put out his cigarette and yelled, "Brother Zeng, Linggou!"

Zeng Ziyi beckoned fiercely, and the engines of the five-member car team roared.

"The one wearing the black helmet is Linggou, chasing Linggou!"

Five large-displacement Harley motorcycles volleyed out and ordered to do it.

(End of this chapter)