The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 167 Was Mo Chiwei Shot?

Seeing them kiss, there were countless screams and booing all around.

After a brief kiss, Mo Chiwei let go of Tang Xinyan, and her eyes shone brightly, he stretched out his long arms, and hugged her forcefully.

Leaning on his chest, feeling his strong heartbeat, she said softly, "Mo Chiwei, you must be careful."

Mo Chiwei gave a low hum.

He let go of her, turned around, and went to Brother Biao to sign the life and death certificate.

Tang Xinyan watched him walk towards the cool StreetGlide motorcycle, and she wrung her hands together vigorously.

Mo Chiwei, why are you being so nice to me?
With you like this, how can I keep my distance?How to protect your heart?
Stepping onto the locomotive, before Mo Chiwei put on his helmet, he took a deep look at Tang Xinyan who was trembling in the night wind.

His eyes were deep and intoxicating like a whirlpool, as if he wanted to swallow her into it.

Tang Xinyan's tightly pursed lips trembled slightly, and her red eyes revealed the tension in her heart.

Mo Chiwei took the first step to look away. He put on his helmet and clasped the handle with his leather gloved hands.

On the track, the engine roared, screamed and shouted, and the noise shook the sky.

Brother Biao gave an order, gunshots rang out, and more than a dozen cool and luxurious motorcycles galloped away like arrows.

Tang Xinyan's heart also rose to her throat.

The mountain road is rugged and steep, and the wheels and the ground are constantly making sharp noises. Brother Biao has installed surveillance cameras on every road section, and the onlookers can clearly see the racing situation through the large screen.

Seeing the scene where a motorcycle hit a cliff and overturned, and the racer was bounced off the cliff, cold sweat dripped down Tang Xinyan's forehead.

Five minutes later, the racer Fu Sichen had invited was knocked over by one of the racers, and he fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

Tang Xinyan's gaze was always fixed on the black locomotive leading the way.

Not long after, there were only two racers under Mo Chiwei and Brother Biao left on the dangerous mountain road.

Tang Xinyan learned that the racers invited by Brother Biao were among the top three in the world, and Mo Chiwei was able to match them.

Tang Xinyan was secretly startled, how many aspects of this man did she not know?
Brother Biao here.

Originally, the people who were full of confidence in him could win this game, but now they have a dark horse. If this situation continues, his people may not be able to win.

There was a glint of prey in his eyes, and he whispered a few words into the headset.

……

When Mo Chiwei was turning a curve, he noticed that the two cars behind him suddenly accelerated their speed and were attacking him from left and right. Dangerous coldness flickered in his deep pupils.

Turning the corner, he slowed down, and when one of the motorcycles was about to approach him, he checked the position, accelerated, changed lanes, and then slammed into the car diagonally.

The whole movement is smooth, agile, and brave, done in one go, leaving the opponent with no room to counterattack.

The car didn't expect Mo Chiwei to fight back, and the speed was so fast that it made people speechless. When they reacted, they had already fallen off the cliff with the car.

In the end, there was only one car left to drive side by side with Mo Chiwei. On the last lap, Mo Chiwei saw the other party pull out a black pistol from his pocket and aim it at his back. laugh.

This kind of competition has never been fair. Whoever can rush to the end is the winner.

……

Accompanied by a 'bang' gunshot, the racing picture on the screen also suddenly disappeared.

Tang Xinyan's heart was so nervous that it almost jumped out of her throat in an instant.

Was Mo Chiwei shot?
(End of this chapter)