Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 259 Immediately, the horizontal knife hits Zhengtai! (2)

Woo!
The sound of the roaring motor spread far away in the silent night, making people excited.

Li Xiaolong frowned and looked at Mo Chou who was riding on the scooter, his face was full of worry.

Now, he suddenly regretted bringing her here.

That boy is the state champion, can this woman win? !

After hesitating for a while, he finally stepped forward and exhorted.

"Be careful!"

Looking at him sideways, Mo Chou slightly raised the corners of her lips.

"Don't worry, I don't worry about promises to others, and I never break my word. Even if something happens to me, your ticket will not be ruined tomorrow!"

Don't worry? !
Taking a step back, Li Xiaolong remembered the name deeply in his heart.

She thought, did he really do it for that ticket!
"Are you ready?!"

Gently turning the accelerator on the handlebar of the motorcycle, the red-haired young master Fu laughed wildly.

Excitement was written all over his face, obviously, he was eager to rush out, leaving Mo Chou far behind.

"I have one last question!"

Mo Chou asked while brushing up her long hair, casually tore a leather cord from the motorcycle and tied it into a ponytail at the back of her head.

"What are the rules?!"

The young man in red, Master Fu, looked at her bright and moving face under the light playfully, and slowly uttered eight words.

"The rules are, there are no rules!"

When Mo Chou lowered her palms and supported the motorcycle again.

"Baby, get ready!"

The blond girl standing in front of the four locomotives raised her hand and raised the golden flag in her hand.

"set off!"

While speaking, she suddenly waved down the small golden flag in her hand.

Accompanied by the roar of the motor.

Mochou's black locomotive and the red-clothed young Master Fu's red locomotive, as well as two other contestants, rushed out of the starting line at the same time.

"Young man Fu, come on!"

"Get on her, hit her car..."

……

All the teenagers immediately screamed, cheering for Young Master Fu.

Whistles filled the sky.

Finally, Li Xiaolong couldn't help it anymore, and climbed onto an old oil drum next to him, and he also yelled loudly.

"Mochou, come on, let the state champion go to hell!"

(End of this chapter)