speed and love

Some time ago, Shen Zhou replaced the car with a colorful full-length titanium alloy exhaust pipe, and the sound effect was very magical when riding.

After ignition, the ejection starts, and it flies several meters directly.

As soon as he heard the sound of the gas pedal, Shen Zhou's adrenaline began to soar upwards, and his blood boiled immediately.

Hu Fei, who wants to race with him, is the gangster who took the lead in making trouble at Qi Shan's house.

According to the rules of Jincheng, if the matter cannot be resolved, there is either a fight or a run on the old bridge.

Hu Fei was very timid, he had heard that Shen Zhou beat people very hard, so he chose the latter.

The latter doesn't necessarily mean that he can come back in one piece, Shen Zhou is not like Qi Shan in racing with others.

Qi Shan belongs to the technical stream, and what he plays is manipulation.

Shen Zhou's output basically depends on his heartbeat. It's up to him to see who is more desperate than the other. He doesn't have to be afraid all the way. Anyway, it's not the first time he broke his leg.

When passing by the breakfast shop, Shen Zhou took off his helmet and bought two buns.

"Yo, isn't this Brother Zhou?"

Hearing someone calling his name in a strange way behind him, Shen Zhou turned his head and saw Cheng Yu dressed in ruffled clothes, smoking a cigarette in front of several young people from society.

After not seeing each other for so long, Shen Zhou almost forgot that there was such a person.

Although Cheng Yu had only dropped out of school for a few months, he was obviously no longer the little bully he used to be.People have dyed their heads, permed their hair, pierced their ears, and have a lot of social atmosphere.

Shen Zhou even had the illusion that as soon as he opened his mouth, he could shout to himself "I'm drunk alone."

Shen Zhou raised his eyebrows, and smiled at him: "Yo, isn't this my brother Yu, why did you dye your hair this color?"

A wine-red head, like a turkey.

"Brother is also a member of society now, please speak with respect." Cheng Yu brushed off the soot skillfully.

Since he was forced to drop out of No. [-] Middle School, he hasn't had a good day.

Other middle schools knew that he was expelled because of punishment, so they were unwilling to accept him.Only a few nearby vocational high schools were willing to accept, but Cheng Yu didn't bother to go.

His family gave him a good beating, and since then, Cheng Yu has been walking around the streets with a few rogues who are not doing their jobs properly, and then go home after surfing the Internet.

He has always held a grudge against Shen Zhou, thinking that if it wasn't for him and Qi Shan interfering, he wouldn't have been fired.

His originally good life was completely ruined by Shen Zhou.

His elder brother Jiang Xiaolong was imprisoned because of these two people.Remembering that Jiang Xiaolong had covered him before, Cheng Yu frowned, and looked at Shen Zhou with a bit of sternness in his eyes.

"Get out of the way." Shen Zhou bumped his shoulder on purpose, pushed the motorcycle and said, "Good dogs don't get in the way."

Cheng Yu silently clenched his fists and stood there for a long time without speaking.

After Shen Zhou arrived at the appointed place, he saw that no one had come, so he leaned on the motorcycle and smoked there.

The phone vibrated in his trouser pocket, and Qi Shan sent him a message: [Brother Zhou! ! !Wake up yet?Did you eat breakfast? 】

Seeing those three exclamation marks made him feel refreshed, Shen Zhou put the cigarette in his mouth, and smiled back to him: 【Eat two buns. 】

【What are you doing? 】

Shen Zhou hesitated for a moment: [What can you do, lie on the bed and play with your phone.Don't come back if you have nothing to do at noon, I will go to the art test training class with Zhuang Lin to sign up. 】

[I will go with you. 】

【no. 】Shen Zhou spoke righteously, 【Don't come back. 】

Qi Shan was quite puzzled, and replied: [Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. 】

Shen Zhou curled his lips and smiled: [I'll give you a kick, hurry up and learn. 】

[Brother Zhou, I don’t know why I’ve been feeling very uneasy today, so I just want to go back to have dinner with you at noon. 】

When he saw this news, Shen Zhou's heart suddenly stopped, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

[Don't go back, be obedient. 】After Shen Zhou finished typing these words, he got on the motorcycle and drove to the old bridge as if flying.

When Hu Fei came, Shen Zhou didn't expect Cheng Yu to come too.

At that time, he was sitting on the motorcycle smoking a cigarette, and the race hadn't started yet, and a few punks on the opposite side leaned together and chattered.

When Shen Zhou was lighting a cigarette, he narrowed his eyes and glanced at Cheng Yu. Cheng Yu quickly turned his head like a guilty conscience, not daring to meet his gaze.

What does this grandson want to do?

Shen Zhou frowned and felt something was wrong, so he pointed to the ground and said to Hu Fei: "Let's say the rules again, if brother wins today, you can roll as far as you can, who dares to play tricks on me, Don't blame me for being rude."

When Hu Fei heard this, he laughed immediately: "Brother Zhou, we all know the rules. Who dares to mess with you? Although we haven't studied, we know what morality is."

"It's good to know." Shen Zhou said, "Don't play tricks on me."

The old bridge area is usually not crowded at all, so even in broad daylight, there are not many cars.

Because young people often come to compete, so basically everyone walks around.In order to prevent accidents, the guardrail is also built higher than the surrounding roads.

In late spring, the leaves of the sycamore trees are as green as washing, and they are arranged in two rows. Although they look neat and beautiful, if you are not careful, you will hit them directly with a motorcycle.

The last time he competed here, he had an appointment with the monk. Shen Zhou pursed his lips and zipped up his chest.

He remembered that this road was not difficult at all. Last time he competed with the monk, he won it easily.

Shen Zhou hooked the corners of his lips confidently, and upon hearing the sound of the command, he catapulted off and overtook Hu Fei.

A racing car is actually compared to a car, as long as the car is good, you can win in a straight line.

At first, Shen Zhou really thought so, he accelerated to [-] yards in a straight line, the wind blew past his ears, the fuel tank of the motorcycle gradually heated up, and his body temperature also gradually increased with the faster and faster speed.

He hadn't experienced this feeling of freedom for too long, and his spirit was lifted by it.

The helmet's windshield visor narrowed his vision, and all he could see was the road ahead.

Go, go, go, go.

At that time, Shen Zhou had only one thought in his mind, and that was - to win.

The sound of DUCATI made people's ears hurt, and Shen Zhou seemed to be unable to hear it, leaning his body and twisting the handle tightly with all his concentration.

At the first bend, Hu Fei had already been left more than one meter behind him. Shen Zhou cut the line from the outside and was about to turn when he suddenly forced him to come over.

Hu Fei seemed to have premeditated, not to overtake early, not to overtake late, stuck at the junction of the corner and overtaking, obviously trying to force him to the inside lane.

Shen Zhou didn't have time to look at him, so he immediately turned to the inner lane, and turned to the inner lane far away from Hu Fei just after a spark.

Even though he was very clear about Hu Fei's intentions, he could only do this, because if two cars collided, it would probably be an accident.

But what Shen Zhou didn't expect was that the speed of the car was too fast, it was difficult to control the handlebars, and when cornering, the tires were spinning.He tried his best to lock the front of the car with his hands, but he still couldn't get it back.

Hu Fei pushed forward and kept pushing beside him.

Shen Zhou gritted his teeth and propped himself on the ground with his feet. He was just about to press the corner less than one meter away from the guardrail, but when the tire slipped, it suddenly ran over a row of black triangular nails.

At first glance, the triangular nails placed in advance were inserted into the hot-melt tires of the motorcycle precisely.

Shen Zhou specially changed the tires for the race before. These tires are only suitable for the track, they have strong grip and are non-slip, but they have a fatal weakness - they are not wear-resistant.

When all the coincidences are connected, it is obvious that Hu Fei has planned to do something.

The last bit of Shen Zhou's trust in him was ruthlessly broken, and he was so angry that he was about to explode.

At the same time, the triangular nails were attached to the motorcycle, and the tires quickly deflated. Due to the effect of inertia, Shen Zhou was thrown off the motorcycle before he had time to jump off the bike.

The car body hit the sycamore tree with a bang, and the parts were smashed to pieces and flew around.

Shen Zhou flew into the protective fence, he used his hands to protect his head, but he heard an easy "click" and his arm was broken.

Lying on the ground, he couldn't even move. He felt so sore all over his body that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Brothers, beat him!" Hu Fei shouted suddenly, and several people rushed over from the opposite side.

Then they kicked Shen Zhou one by one.

Fighting Shen Zhou has never suffered such a loss. In the past, he was the one who beat others until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen and he couldn't fight back. This time he could only endure the beating.

"Call you awesome! Call you awesome! Are you still fucking awesome?!" Cheng Yu kicked and scolded him, kicking him where he hurt the most, where his arm was broken just now.

Shen Zhou snorted, a burst of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he lost consciousness from the pain.

When he woke up, he felt that his arm was swollen and swollen, and he tentatively raised his arm with half-closed eyes.

"Don't move." A familiar voice came, Shen Zhou glanced at the person sitting beside him, it was Qi Shan.

"I didn't mean to hide it from you..." Seeing him feeling guilty for a while, Shen Zhou secretly looked at him, trying to see if he was angry.

There was no expression on Qi Shan's face, so he reached out to touch his face and said, "Got it."

Shen Zhou didn't dare to speak, took a breath and said, "Arm... hurts."

"Can it not hurt, it's swollen into a balloon." Qi Shan looked at his plastered arm with distress, "Can you stop acting alone next time, even if you bring Zhuang Lin with you, you won't be beaten like this."

"Just a few of them, under normal circumstances, they can't beat me all the way." Shen Zhou was so angry that his lungs would explode when he thought about it, "Who would want this group of people to play tricks on me?"

"It seems that you haven't understood Jiang Xiaolong's lesson, what reason to talk to them, what kind of competition, just beat him up." Qi Shan glanced at him by chance and found that his lips were quite dry, so he asked, "Are you thirsty?"

Shen Zhou nodded.

"Then I'll get you some water." As soon as Qi Shan got up, he was caught by Shen Zhou.

"Come here." Shen Zhou's voice was low and irresistible.

Qi Shan turned his head to look into his eyes, he raised half of his body with difficulty, trying to sit up.

"Don't move." Qi Shan quickly bent down, looked into his dark and bright eyes and said, "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhou stared at his sexy lips, and said word by word: "I don't want to drink water, but I want you."

Qi Shan's adam's apple twitched, lowered his head to enclose his lips, fondled him lightly, exhaled warmly, and stretched out his tongue to entangle him.

Shen Zhou clasped Qi Shan's waist with his uninjured hand, and the kiss became heavier and heavier, until his tongue was numb from being sucked, and he refused to let go.

After the kiss, Shen Zhou's lips were as red as if they were about to bleed, and when he smiled, the corners of his mouth turned into a beautiful arc.

"You can still laugh." Qi Shan looked at his plastered arm, almost dying of heartache.

"My heart is sweet." Shen Zhou said without temper.

"Can a kiss help you get better soon?" Qi Shan asked him with his head lowered.

"Then why don't you try?" Shen Zhou waved his fingers to signal him to come over.

Qi Shan wrinkled his nose in disgust: "It smells like plaster."

"Then can you hug me again." Shen Zhou said aggrievedly, "It hurts like hell."

"Oh, so pitiful." Qi Shan stood up and put his arms around his neck and patted the back of his head lightly, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

Shen Zhou couldn't help laughing, raised his head to look at him and said, "Hey, my brain is not broken, where are you going to shoot it?"

Qi Shan didn't speak, just kissed him on the cheek and said, "Shut up."