You are the sweet that I can't hide

Chapter 513 The Third Master Almost Killed Me For A Woman

The man in the car pushed the distance between the competitors farther and farther with absolute stability.

It even aroused excited applause from the onlookers, especially the women:
"Li Haoyuan! Come on~ You're so handsome! I love you!"

"Ah, this time Li Haoyuan won again!"

Seeing that the black ghost was about to cross the white line at the finish line, and Li Haoyuan was about to win the championship again, he was caught off guard, and a silver-gray heavy machine roared out of the night on the slope.

All the heavy motorcycle players present, how can they fail to see that the gray heavy motorcycle is a Vyrus987.

The whole body is made of carbon fiber aluminum, which is the material used to make aircraft.The price is expensive, it goes without saying.

The curves are smooth and perfect, the buttocks are concave and the waist is concave, retro style.

The point is, it has more than 200 horsepower, which is even better than the Black Phantom!
The man crawling on the heavy motorcycle, although wearing a helmet and unable to see his face, looked like a king in the dark.

The momentum is mighty and shocking.

What was even more unexpected was that the wheels of the Vyrus987 spun rapidly, the engine roared, and it crashed straight into the black ghost——

The speed of the car is extremely fast, the wheels are spinning, and it is almost in the air, with no intention of stopping!
Under the helmet, Li Haoyuan's thick eyebrows frowned, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead!

who?

are you crazy? ? ! ? !
This will cause a car crash!

T——M——D!!
Encountered a neuropathy!

Slowed down, ready to dodge at any time.

On both sides of the road, everyone stood up in unison and covered their mouths in shock!

Just at the moment when the two cars collided with each other and all were destroyed, Vyrus987 made a sudden brake.

With a creak, a long mark was drawn on the asphalt road——

It happened to stop firmly in front of the black ghost.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief!
Master...

The driver of the Vyrus is obviously a master.

On the black ghost, Li Haoyuan stopped, feeling his back was soaked in cold sweat.

This man almost killed himself!
After recovering, he took off his helmet, got out of the car and rushed over.

Before he could speak, the man on Vyrus's low and playful voice floated out of the helmet:

"Li Haoyuan, that's all."

this sound...

Although he had never dealt with him directly, how could Li Haoyuan not know?
After all, I have studied many of his business cases and watched his video speeches in meetings.

Immediately, he stepped back and looked at the man in the helmet vigilantly:
"Master Fu?"

The man was noncommittal, and only adjusted the edge of the helmet, coldly:
"With this kind of ability, just do a good job in your own business."

Li Haoyuan immediately understood his purpose, was startled, then laughed loudly, shaking his head:

"It turned out to be because of Shu Baiyan's younger sister. The first time we met, why did it get so intense? For a woman, the third master almost ran over to kill me. You are such a lunatic."

"Thank you." Fu Nanting accepted his approval, and his tone was a few degrees colder, depressed:

"If I see you approach her again. Next time, it won't be close."

After finishing speaking, he started the engine and galloped into the night sky.

***
After resting for two days, Shu Ge returned to the art website after getting permission from his mother.

At first, I saw that Zhu Liuyun's place was still empty.

Not only some emotion.

I wish Liuyun would not be as lucky as her this time.

The injuries all over his body, I'm afraid they won't heal in a while.

After working for a long time, Qin Wanqing sneaked to her table and said, "Xiao Ge. In a few days, it will be the annual meeting of the Beijing press..."

Several big media in the capital will jointly hold a large-scale annual meeting every year. At that time, all the journalists in the city will be present.

Whether it is a media tycoon, a gold medal anchor, an ace host, or an ordinary reporter or editor, they are all eligible to participate.

It can be described as an annual collective feast for domestic journalists.

(End of this chapter)