Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 151: Urban Speeding Legend
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A group of young men dressed in dark and somber styles were driving motorcycles of various styles, most of which were modified by themselves, parked on the side of the road and chatting with each other.

"What do you say today? Which road shall we open?" one person asked the brothers.

"From Bullet Road to Sun Road, then go down Echeng Mountain Road, and finally go around the block. How about that? Pretty much the same as usual." The most frivolous young man in the front row laughed.

"But I heard that the neighborhood has not been very peaceful recently. Should we be more cautious tonight?" someone said cautiously.

"Hahahaha! Larry, you are too cowardly. We are a biker gang. The roads in this entire neighborhood are our territory."

"But Brother Qian Lin's beloved motorcycle was stolen in broad daylight..."

"Ah, there is such a thing?"

Everyone turned to look at a gloomy-looking young man with long curly purple-red hair. He was riding a new motorcycle, and the eyes of the young men around him showed envy and awe. But he himself did not look happy at all.

"What the hell do you have an opinion about this?" Hearing this group of friends talking about his embarrassing things without any reservation, he retorted mercilessly.

The people in front laughed and started the motorcycle and drove out. Qian Lin was so angry that he gritted his teeth and twisted the handle. The super strong starting burst immediately caught up from behind and came to the top of the first echelon.

"Tsk tsk, Old Qian, don't be so gloomy. The modification of this new car is no worse than the old one."

This biker gang is a group of young men from Xinjiang Street and even the surrounding white city who gather together for fun. They don't hide their feelings or show mercy when talking to each other.

Even though they know this is a kind of fooling around, they still feel that this kind of time is much more refreshing than being restricted by all kinds of restrictions at home on weekdays, and they can feel a different kind of freedom.

Of course, if it weren’t for their background, all of the high-profile motorcycle group riding on Xinjiang Street would have been investigated and arrested long ago.

"I have been driving that car for many years! I have poured so much effort into it, and you both understand and don't understand!" Qian Lin cursed unhappily.

"Haha, just kidding. Everyone knows that you were riding that bike when you first drove here alone. Who is so blind as to dare to rob your bike? Why don't we catch that person and teach him a lesson?"

Even some underworld forces in Jiangwen Street don’t dare to mess with their biker gang.

When there are many people and deep backgrounds gathered together, they become arrogant. They often go out to have fun at night and have discovered many dirty things, but they have never been punished. This is called strength.

Now their earliest leader, Qian Lin, whose family business is now in Jiangwen Street, is a local tyrant. But he was robbed just like that. It would be really embarrassing if this were made public.

Qian Lin himself is usually not domineering. If it were someone a little more aggressive in this group of people, they would be punished the same day they were robbed!

"A woman." Qian Lin's expression became even uglier when he said this.

"Ah? A girl?!"

Now even some of the younger brothers at the back were really trying to hold back their laughter.

"What? Do you really think that women in Dadu are inferior? I met the super free man Luo Ye before. She was also a woman and her age was about the same as ours. She discussed the commission directly with my dad at that time. I was not qualified to talk to her in a formal occasion."

Qian Lin glanced at these people and gave them a look that showed they were ignorant.

"Hahahaha, yes, yes, what you said makes sense, Old Qian." Everyone restrained their laughter a little, but Qian Lin knew that these people would not listen.

"I'm not looking down on women, but can they afford to drive our modified motorcycles? This is a man's game. Even if they come from a big family, they are still delicate and aristocratic women. They are so cautious when driving a classic car, how dare they ride this motorcycle on the road?"

Everybody couldn't stop laughing.

Qian Lin waited for them to finish laughing with a dark face: "That woman directly stole my car and drove away. She was being chased by a group of gangsters at the time. Her driving skills are much better than all of you. She was like the wind, and she even drank vodka while riding..."

"Old Qian, stop trying to save face for yourself and just brag..."

Om-!
Whoosh!
As they were talking halfway, two shadows passed directly through the gaps in their convoy, bringing with them a deafening engine sound, causing the few people who had just laughed the loudest to swallow a mouthful of dust.

"..."

"..."

For a moment, the convoy was left in silence except for the sound of motorcycle engines and the sound of a few people coughing.

"Just now, what was that?"

"Uh, I think I saw Lao Qian's favorite car?"

"There's another one that's really cool. I don't know how to describe it, but it looks like a giant bat... but I don't see anyone there. Are there driverless motorcycles these days? Who has the time to put this kind of technology on a motorcycle?"

Everyone looked at each other.

While they were still in a daze, Qian Lin was already moving at full speed, chasing after the two shadows in front of him with his eyes wide open. Damn that car thief!
Others reacted and said that joking aside, friends still had to help their brothers to save face at such times. Not to mention that the sharp-eyed ones just saw that the person riding Qian Lin's favorite bike was a cool lady with a great figure.

Chase!
The huge convoy suddenly looked like a galloping horse.

But can this "horse" catch up with the motorcycle?
From Jiang Si's perspective, Zheng Fan's windbreaker was fluttering gracefully, and he was standing firmly in front of her, leaving her with a sexy butt.

Is it the performance difference of the vehicles? Maybe, those two big tires look powerful, but Jiang Si still doesn't accept it.

Being able to drive such a powerful car so steadily is also Mr. Devil's ability.

"Hahahaha! It seems that the little zombie is still a little naive. Throw away your old car and I'll give you a ride, would you like to?"

"Can your car carry other people?!" Jiang Si shouted angrily.

"It seems not possible, hahaha!" Zheng Fan turned left and right in front of Jiang Si, almost like shaking his butt, which was undoubtedly a naked provocation.

Jiang Sihong warmed up, no longer held back, and tried her best.

With Zheng Fan playing around, she actually managed to catch up and was only half a body length behind.

"Oh, you haven't given up yet." Zheng Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at ease.

I don't know what the Batmobile is pulling compared to the ordinary modified motorcycle.

The two of them were bickering as they sped at high speed, and after making several large turns in a row, their bodies were almost tilted to the ground, but they remained steady.

This made the group of speeding cars that were clamoring to catch up with Jiang Si and teach Jiang Si a lesson far behind.

In such a high-intensity chase, many of the guys fell behind at the beginning. After a while, those who were still following were the ones who had good driving skills and had their motorcycles modified in an advanced way.

Even so, they were already sweating profusely.

Many people don't slow down and quit on their own. The most common way to "quit" in high-speed racing is to lose control and then be reborn in a car accident.

The situation became even more dangerous when they entered the mountain road of the Middle Echeng Mountain Road.

They themselves rarely maintain such a high speed here.

Even so, the two figures in the distance, which were only visible as dots, did not slow down at all and flew away quickly. After turning a few corners, they were completely left behind.

When someone loudly signaled not to follow and it was too risky to continue, the people who were sweating and insisting on following found the steps, slowed down, and finally stopped slowly on the road.

They were breathing heavily and looking at each other with dull eyes.

What just happened?
Apart from anything else, after tonight, many of these speeding young men may be heartbroken and never come again. Whenever they see a motorcycle, they will think of those two monster-like figures.

Qian Lin and his two best brothers chased to the end, until someone shouted, "There's no trace of him anymore! Old Qian, stop chasing!", and then he stopped as if awakened from a dream.

After a long breath, he was silent for a long time, then turned around and said, "I'm not lying, am I? This is a woman."

The others looked ahead in horror, the roar of the engine still echoing in their ears.

"That's what women are like..."

From then on, an urban legend of a terrifying mysterious female knight began to spread on the streets of Xinjiang... Combined with some hearsay, it evolved into a story that if you ride your bike in the middle of the night, you have a chance to meet a mysterious female knight who wants to compete with you. If you lose, she and her bike will suddenly be chopped into pieces halfway.

It's chilling, and it has also greatly reduced the number of biker gangs.

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After driving out of the Echeng Mountain Road and returning to the neighborhood, the fight between Zheng Fan and Jiang Si came to a temporary end.

"By the way, was there someone chasing us just now?" Zheng Fan suddenly remembered something.

"Ah? Is there?" Jiang Si recalled, "It seems like there is? I don't know, just one on the side of the road."

"So where were we originally going?"

"We are going...uh...hmm?" Jiang Si's eyes suddenly widened.

Forgot to open!

(End of this chapter)