The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

These people didn't look at Zhao Ziyang after getting off the car, but walked forward under the leadership of the leader, quite aura.

The one in the lead was probably in his thirties, wearing a set of casual clothes, with a faint smile on his face all the time, his hair was meticulous, and his fair face looked refined.

This is the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, his name is Lu Dilong, and he founded the Black Tiger Gang.The gang was named the Black Tiger Gang, mainly to achieve a situation where dragons and tigers dominate, and their appetite is definitely not small.

Seeing Lu Dilong's appearance, Zhao Ziyang shook his head slightly.

If measured by normal people, Lu Dilong can definitely be called a dragon among men, and the magnanimity he shows alone is beyond the reach of ordinary people.He was able to conquer the world in Chinatown despite the oppression of the old gang, which is enough to prove his outstanding personality and charm.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the once-a-month speed trip has begun again!" A young man in the shape of a Beatles stood on a caravan with a microphone and shouted loudly, waving his right hand and shouting passionately : "Let's have a carnival, oh woo..."

Following the speeches of the opening ceremony, heavy metal music sounded, and the men and women below shouted loudly, with strong excitement on their faces.They took off their masks in the daytime, showed their excited side without any cover, and returned to their true selves.

The roar of the engine started, and several sports cars slowly drove to the middle of the road, indicating that the extreme speed journey was about to begin.

"Speed ​​is our life, and speed is the driving force we live for. Today, the top drivers from the past and present are brought together, and they will write a new chapter for speed." The Beatles said enthusiastically to the crowd, reaching out to hold a The extremely enchanting and sexy girl pulled up the RV, patted the girl's buttocks and said: "Today's champion will enjoy the favor of the famous McLaren car model Audrey, warriors, are you ready? Hahahaha ..."

With the sound of speaking, the car model named Audrey slightly twisted her body, and her right hand slid across her body, which was only wearing shorts and a vest, with a seductive and alluring look on her face.

It is undeniable that this is a beauty, and that devilish figure alone is enough to make any man feel excited and hot.

This is just the first match. The reward for the first match is a charming beauty. How can we not make people excited?

"This beauty is mine, hahaha..." A bearded man in a racing uniform smiled flamboyantly, and gave Audrey a hard push on her crotch, making a provocative and obscene gesture.

"NO! NO! NO!" Another young driver with shawl and blond hair shook his hand and said to the bearded man, "I should spend the good time with Audrey tonight, Michael, you are just a savage, I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade."

"Hey, let's wait and see, you will lose today, hahaha..." the bearded man laughed without hesitation, and got into his car.

The competition is about to start, the prizes have been revealed, there is no more words.

Several coquettish girls in three-pointers get into a sports car each, they are all here to let off steam, and they have to be selected to taste the feeling of extreme speed with the drivers.

In other words, even if these drivers do not win the championship, they will not be lonely, provided that they can see the girls around them.

"London changes cities, and the first one to come back is the champion!" The Beatle explained the rules in a simple and clear way, indicating the countdown.

Four sports cars were parked side by side on the road. The sound of the engine and the smell of rubber rubbing against the ground greatly stimulated the sensory system of the crowd. They screamed in unison, looking forward to the start of the race.

There is a racing girl holding a sign in front of each sports car, which is not much different from the regular F1 formula car, a combination of speed and beauty.

A staff member who organized the race was standing in the middle of the field holding a red flag, waiting for the last second of the countdown to come.

"The last 30 seconds!" the Beatles yelled.

From the stand of a racing girl, the friction between the tires of the four sports cars and the ground became more intense, and a puff of smoke rose, showing a huge momentum.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven...one!"

As Yi shouted, the staff member holding the red flag ruthlessly threw down the red flag in his hand.The moment the red flag was thrown down, four sports cars roared out like wild horses. The roar was deafening, and the whole venue boiled instantly.

"Oh!……"

"Ah! Come on, Jones! . . . "

"..."

The extreme sense of speed made these people scream like they had been injected with stimulants. They all have their own idols in their hearts, but winning or losing their idols is not so important, what is important is this feeling.

Zhao Ziyang, who was standing next to the car with Linghu, also felt an unspeakable sense of boiling, and the blood in his body gushed out as the car left.Only then did he realize why racing cars are so attractive, not only because there are so many beauties around, but also because this kind of environment can make people have an irresistible sense of impulse and a way to seek themselves in speed.

"Special soldier, you seem very excited?" Linghu blinked mischievously at Zhao Ziyang, still wrapping his arms around his arms.

"Excited!" Zhao Ziyang nodded to Linghu and said, "Excitement, a game played by men."

"Wrong!" Linghu shook a finger and said to him, "Women are crazier than men."

Also, once a man's game is played obsessively by a woman, I am afraid that all men will bow down, such as rights.

At this moment, Zhao Ziyang saw An Qier chatting and laughing with a gentlemanly man, even the man's hand was on An Qier's shoulder.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ziyang turned his eyes away, but just as he turned his eyes away, he broke away from Linghu's arm around him and strode forward.

"An Qier, you are in a good mood today." Zhao Ziyang smiled at An Qier, stretched out his hand to the gentleman and said, "Hi, nice to meet you."

The gentleman was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhao Ziyang approaching rashly, and smiled casually, took off the hand on Angel's shoulder and shook it with Zhao Ziyang.

"Hi, nice to meet you too."

This is etiquette, necessary understanding.

Seeing Zhao Ziyang in front of her, An Qier smiled and cleverly got away from the gentleman.

"We're all friends, you can chat, I'm thirsty." After An Qier finished speaking, she walked to one side, leaving room for the two men.

"Hehe, why don't we talk about something more useful, such as..." Zhao Ziyang pointed to Angel who was walking towards Linghu, and also pointed to the beautiful Linghu.

The gentleman smiled, showing a smile that men can understand, and at the invitation of Zhao Ziyang, he walked towards the empty space beside the road.

With a "bang", Zhao Ziyang's fist hit the gentleman's face heavily, knocking him over and passing out.

"Damn it, you don't have eyes for picking up girls!" Zhao Ziyang cursed fiercely, straightened his clothes, and walked out with a smile on his face.

But when he came out, he saw that Angel had struck up a conversation with another man, with a charming smile on her face, and ecstasy in her jewel-like eyes.When she saw Zhao Ziyang approaching, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, a smile that was not a smile.

Zhao Ziyang, who let go of a blind guy, walked over, greeted the man again, then lured him to the side of the road, and knocked him down with a punch.

When he came out, he found Angel laughing with another man again, and let that man hug her soft waist without hesitation.

This is not the most tangled thing, the most tangled thing is that Linghu also hooked up with a man.

Zhao Ziyang slapped his head hard, shuttled between Angel and Linghu, and kept abducting these guys to the side and knocking them out neatly. As for those who were difficult to deal with, Zhao Ziyang did not hesitate to throw out the temptation of three points. .

An Qier had never smiled so brightly at herself, and Zhao Ziyang felt a little sour in his heart.Sour men will definitely choose the simplest and roughest way when they have the ability.

With a sound of "bang", Zhao Ziyang knocked a tall British guy to the ground with another punch, and threw it on the ground casually.

There were more than a dozen well-dressed scum lying on the ground, and Zhao Ziyang was sweating from exhaustion.No one could stand the tossing back and forth, but Angel and Linghu seemed to be getting into a fight, trying to strike up a conversation with the man, and Zhao Ziyang was so angry that he just wanted to scold his mother.

"An Qier, that's enough!" Zhao Ziyang wiped the sweat from his forehead, rubbed his nose and discussed with An Qier, "Can you stop making trouble?"

"Special forces!" An Qier glared at Zhao Ziyang and growled, "If you have nothing to do to pick up girls, don't mind my private affairs. You have no right to stop me from any man I like."

Zhao Ziyang, who had a bad nose, lost his temper. Just as he was about to hug Angel, he saw Angel striding forward, sticking to Lu Dilong, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang.

It was obvious that Angel deliberately angered him, and suddenly angered him.

Zhao Ziyang has a good temper, but if this guy has a bad temper, he will definitely be an arrogant and domineering character.

"Get out!" Zhao Ziyang pulled An Qier over and hugged her in his arms, turned and walked away without even looking at Lu Dilong.

"Damn, court death!" A strong man next to Lu Dilong cursed angrily.

During the life of "Boom", the body of the strong man flew upside down, and was kicked by Zhao Ziyang for more than ten meters, and he lay on the ground spraying blood.

The surrounding members of the Black Tiger Gang immediately reached out to touch the guy in their arms, ready to swarm up and kill Zhao Ziyang.

But their actions were stopped by Lu Dilong.

"Brother, it's this kid." The bitter master with half of his face wrapped in gauze said to Lu Dilong, looking at Zhao Ziyang with viciousness and anger in his eyes.

Lu Dilong patted his younger brother's shoulder lightly, indicating that he was measured.

He is not an idiot, what happened in the afternoon and Zhao Ziyang's kick just now made him see that Zhao Ziyang is not an ordinary person.

It's not that the Raptors don't pass the river, and you must not be impatient in this kind of thing.