Gan!The gold master has a grudge against me?

The old red-brick chimneys of the smelter spew thick gray smoke into the dark blue night sky. The dry riverbed under the iron bridge has become a road for traffic, and colorful neon signs hang in the air. Any building facing the street as far as the eye can see is flickering all night, and the winding tram tracks on the ground extend all the way to the tower of the Dexing Group that is still being built.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the bell on the top of the tower just rang, and the cheers and applause from the underground racetrack fell.

"Thanks."

Li Yunxiang took over the prize money of the competition, and subconsciously glanced from the dense barbed wire at a high place to the rusty scaffolding on the roof of the warehouse in the distance, and swept the crumbling ladder outside the wall next to the abandoned pipeline nearby. I bought a car that shared honor and disgrace, and the rare highlight moment in life suddenly became a little boring.

"Li Yunxiang!"

"Brother, no big or small."

The girl rushing up to him happily made a face at him, and came to him with brisk dance steps, and looked pointedly at the woman who had taken off her helmet and was fueling her car not far away, "I'm on it But I'm sweating for you, and I want to impress her, so I don't have to work hard."

Li Yunxiang replied absently, "She's so strong, how can she win if she doesn't show some ruthlessness?"

"Didn't you always like her? Go up and talk to her if you like her."

Li Yunxiang was stunned for a moment, he was about to say that this girl didn't know much, but she was thinking a lot, but when she turned around, she saw that the other party was making progress, and even climbed on his back, "Get down for me!"

The girl snorted dissatisfied, "It's like this every time, what are you afraid of?"

Li Yunxiang asked Xiaoliuzi and the brothers in the transportation station to help send the reluctant little girl home under the pretext of repairing the car. He took out the tools he carried with him, replaced the parts that were damaged during the game, and filled up the gas in one go. Just drove the car out of the repair shop.

The invisible boundary line during the day can be clearly seen in Donghai City at night. On the other side of the city, the neon lights are like a smog of light and shadow, covering the official residences of politicians, businessmen's foreign firms, brightly lit theaters, and beautiful entertainment venues.

But when it is most worthwhile, it is boring and feels lost.

Li Yunxiang stopped the car on the side of the road, rubbed his face against the night wind, and was about to go back to the transportation station to change the car again, but when he looked up, he saw a familiar black car parked in the square across the road. Arms, back leaning on the car, concentrating on the statue of Beaulieu with peeling gold paint in the center of the square, or the beggar under the faucet whose head was bloodied for the last sip of drinking water at the bottom of the bottle.

Li Yunxiang stretched out his hand and squeezed his thigh, a smile crept up the corner of his eyes, he was overjoyed in his heart, he was bored and lost, all of a sudden it became a trouble for himself.

As soon as the wrist was pressed to the bottom, the accelerator was fully opened in an instant, the car flew across the road, made a sharp turn, and the motorcycle braked steadily to stop three steps away from the opponent.

"What a coincidence." After saying this, he felt that the strike-up was a bit bad.

The person in front of him lowered his title and held a cigarette. The white suit tailored by the best tailor in Donghai City perfectly outlined the owner's narrow and beautiful waist and handsome and broad spine. Li Yunxiang unconsciously licked the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly caught it A cigarette hit his face, instinctively touched his breast pocket, and pressed the match in his pocket, got out of the car and raised his eyebrows with a sullen face, "Can I borrow a fire?"

Two cigarettes, one clump of fire, imported by the third son of the De family, even the fire is made of foreign gadgets carved with dragons and phoenixes. Li Yunxiang raised his eyes in the posture of lighting a cigarette, and saw the dancing flames fall. On the other party's handsome face, his neat brows were shining brightly, the shadows cast by the elongated eyelashes, and even the fine lines at the corners of his lips were clearly visible.

It's so close, it's thrilling.

For a moment, Li Yunxiang felt that the evil fire in his head seemed to break through the spirit of the sky. He wished he could kill all the people in the world, burn up the East China Sea, and even burn the sky and the earth.

"I didn't lose." The sarcastic remarks that hurt others and benefit oneself are the consistent style of the third son of the De family.

"Joke, I will lose?"

"I heard she is a beauty."

Li Yunxiang listened to people's teasing, but didn't care about what he said, "I didn't pay attention."

"She's not weak."

"No matter how strong you are, you have to win. Can I make you lose?"

This kind of underground competition in the East China Sea has lasted for many years, and it has almost become a routine. Rich people who are very bored in the city will occasionally set up bets at the beginning of the game, just to have fun.

Young Master De San smiled, "How do you know that I will definitely bet on you?"

Li Yunxiang lowered his head and thought for a while, but didn't answer such unnecessary words, and asked him instead, "How much did you bet?"

The third prince of the Dragon King in the game world has a casual expression on his face, and deserves an understatement, "All the wealth."

Li Yunxiang coughed twice due to the choking smoke in his nasal cavity. Looking back, he saw the beautiful silver hair of the person beside him was as white as moonlight, the sharp and steep eyebrows and eyes were playfully mixed with fierceness, and there was a trace of innocence hidden in the arrogance, " Then someone will lose miserably."

"The gang of loach from the Li family, the Shun family and the Song family, it's better to lose badly."

He didn't even see a single shadow on the field, so Li Yunxiang still asked curiously when he heard someone mention it, "The third son watched the game?"

Ao Bing gave him a sideways look, "If I don't come, do you think which ones will allow you to walk out of the repair shop alive?"

Li Yunxiang has a big heart, anyway, he doesn't know what it means to be afraid without a knife on his neck, "So, the third son came here just for me?"

"Li Yunxiang, push your nose on your face, right?"

"Just last time, asking for a reward?"

The third prince of the Dragon King was in a good mood, he frowned and lowered his eyes reluctantly, "Say."

"How about Xianlemen?"

Li Yunxiang casually mentioned a place he had heard from elsewhere, but he had never been there before, and only knew that it was a gold-selling cave in the upper class, known as "Ten Miles of Brightness, the Immortal Mansion".

"Heh, I have a lot of appetite." Mr. De San opened the car door, "Then let's compare, see who arrives first, and the one who loses - pay."

"...a poor person like me, where do I get the money?"

Li Yunxiang followed the other party's line of sight and slowly lowered his head, glanced at his arms for no reason, and then only heard the man smile and say a crazy joke, "You just got a lot of bonuses, right?"

He stood there, watching the other party close the car door as if no one was around, turned the car and drove away, even thinking about his little bonus, is he still human?