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Woman? George Sheng's expression was slightly meaningful, and then he joked: You let a woman overtake the car, do you want to hang out in the future?

Yuan Bao said, It was too fast, and I didn't see it clearly. I feel like a woman, quite thin.

George Sheng said: If you don't see it clearly, you can catch up and have a look. It's not like you can't catch up.

Hearing this, Yuan Bao shook his neck a little, then stepped on the accelerator, the black car looked like a black cheetah, and instantly threw the car beside him behind him.

The car of Qiao's family also participated in this competition. He originally planned to follow the car behind to watch the excitement, but immediately gave up and dared not chase after him. What are you kidding, the excitement of Qiao's family can also be watched by ordinary people? Don't accidentally eat and walk around.

As far as the eye can see, apart from a Harley, a Maserati, and a Bentley on the road at crazy speeds, a black Hyundai followed at the end. I can only watch the Harley gradually drifting away.

Yuan Bao has first-class car skills. In his early years, he often gambled with people in racing cars at home and abroad. When he was driving at the fastest speed, he was already side by side with the owner of the Maserati. He took a moment to glance at the other party. It was an unfamiliar face.

George Sheng didn't care who was sitting in the Maserati. He was interested in the woman riding a Harley RoadKing 20 meters away. The dipped beam is not like those racing bikers who are purely looking for excitement. Not only do they not care about the life and death of others, but they don't even care about their own.

The tunnel is a two-way traffic, the lane becomes narrower, and the speed of the vehicle will inevitably slow down, but this is relative to the four-wheeled vehicle. For the motorcycle, only a small position is needed to feel like a fish in water.

Song Xi rode a Harley in the lead, and now Yuan Bao had pushed the Maserati behind. The closest distance between them and Song Xi was only ten meters, so clear enough to see the license plate number.

Only need to give up a three-meter-wide position, Yuan Bao can overtake and stop the Harley owner, but the weather is not good, there is no chance to overtake in the tunnel, they can only follow behind the motorcycle to eat the exhaust.

The Maserati owner recognized the license plate number of Qiao's house, gradually slowed down, and disappeared from sight after a while, leaving only Harley and Bentley in the end.

George Sheng sat in the back, and said slowly: If you can't even catch up with a Harley ridden by a woman, you don't need to drive tomorrow, the speed of the bicycle can satisfy you.

Yuan Bao said, It's nothing to show off when you catch up.

George Sheng said: Let's catch up first and then talk about it.

It's been a long time since Yuan Bao drove a fast car in Night City, let alone chasing a woman, as he said, winning doesn't make you lose face, the key point is losing face, it's hard to get off like riding a tiger, I don't know where the madness came from Girl, you don't have eyes for riding a bicycle, you dare not even say goodbye to George Sheng's car.

I've been thinking about forcing her to stop when I get out of the tunnel, but I never expected that as soon as I got out of the tunnel, I saw the dark green Harley changing lanes from right to left, first not giving the back a chance to overtake, and then waiting for a fork in the road exit, quickly turned to the side road.

Yuan Bao followed closely behind, and the wheels made an obvious friction sound against the ground.

Previously, she had no chance to overtake, but now she is relying purely on technology. Song Xi saw the car chasing after her in the rearview mirror, but she really didn't pay attention to the license plate number. She was just in a bad mood. Don't blame her for slapping her face.

Song Xi is not familiar with the roads here, she usually stays in the city center, and rarely even goes out on the fourth ring road, but with a wild drive, she doesn't care where she goes.

George Sheng saw that Yuan Bao was serious about chasing him, but he couldn't catch up for a while, so he kept making small talk behind him, Hey, why don't I drive it instead?

Yuan Bao said in a low voice, seriously: I really want to see who she is, she rides so smoothly, it's impossible for me not to know her.

George Sheng smiled, Catch up with me and get her number for you.

During the day, the company holds meetings, meets clients to discuss business, and at night eats and socializes. The whole day is full of busy work. George Sheng is worrying about the boring life. He finally had some fun. He also wants to see what the woman in the car looks like. Look at Yuan Bao's serious face.

I don't know where, the motorcycle has turned around and drove from the suburbs to the inner city. The more you go into the city, the stricter the control of the main street, so Song Xi can only choose the side door and walk around the streets.

Her motorcycle is convenient, but the four-door Bentley is even more inconvenient. Yuan Bao also realized that Song Xi was deliberately trying to get rid of them, so he honked the horn a few times in a hurry.

Song Xi tilted his body, the motorcycle seemed to be conscious, tilted out a gentle arc, and turned into a narrow road in the blink of an eye, Yuan Bao was anxious to chase, George Sheng said: Don't chase, there is an alley ahead.

Yuan Bao had no choice but to slow down the speed of the car. He was used to being calm on weekdays, sometimes even calmer than George Sheng, but today he slammed the steering wheel angrily, making George Sheng laugh out loud, Didn't you see the license plate number? , just find someone to check.

Yuan Bao was silent, thinking that a girl really won the film, and if she said it, wouldn't she be laughed out of her teeth?

George Sheng's fox eyes narrowed, he glanced at Yuan Bao and said, Can you still open it? If you can't, I will open it.

Yuan Bao swallowed all his grievances with a resentful face, turned the steering wheel slowly, and prepared to turn around and walk on the main road.

The car had only driven a few tens of meters when Yuan Bao's cell phone rang. He checked the number and connected immediately.

A male voice came from the phone, saying, Brother Bao, we lost Miss Song.

Yuan Bao still had a blank expression on his face. Hearing this, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and asked, Why did you lose me? Did she go out?

The man said: Ms. Song went out to meet a friend. Who knew that the other party had prepared a Harley for her. Ms. Song was driving too fast. We couldn't catch up with the Hyundai, and we lost track...

At the end, the man's tone was full of grievances that could not be concealed.

Yuan Bao's eyes changed, and he asked in disbelief, Is it dark green Harley?

The other party answered affirmatively: Yes.

Okay, I see. Who did Miss Song meet with? Have you seen it?

It's Miss Song's friend who is a police officer.

George Sheng was sitting in the back seat, originally planning to watch Yuan Bao's excitement, but heard Song Xi's name from Yuan Bao's mouth, and then confirmed the color of the motorcycle.

George Sheng is so smart, how could he not think of it.

Sure enough, Yuan Bao hung up the phone, looked at the rearview mirror immediately, raised the corners of his lips, and said out loud, Brother Sheng, there is no need to ask someone to look for the license plate number. You know Song Xi's number.

George Sheng couldn't laugh this time, and it was Yuan Bao's turn to look excited, shook his head lightly, and sighed, Unexpectedly, it turned out to be her.

On George Sheng's handsome face, the expression was gloomy, Yuan Bao gave a 'tsk', and said regretfully: I should have replaced it with you just now, lest you say I let the water go.

George Sheng asked in a deep voice, Where is she now?