when i have experience

Chapter 187 The Black and White Falcon Controversy

"Let's go." Chen Xing twisted the accelerator, let go of the clutch, and the white Suzuki Falcon sat down and started to leave Zhan Yu's garage.

"Be careful on the road." Zhan Muyu said to Chen Xing, even though she knew that Chen Xing was not the kind of child to worry about.

"Don't worry, let's go, see you tomorrow." Chen Xing turned his head and smiled slightly, twisted the accelerator with his hand, and the Suzuki Hayabusa under his seat suddenly accelerated and walked away.

Looking at Chen Xing's back, Zhan Muyu stood up, ready to pack up and close the door to go home.

At night in the city, there are four-wheeled cars everywhere on the road. Even if it is not a prosperous city, the night in Hong Kong City is the same. It is basically impossible to avoid traffic jams during the rush hour.

Even at night, when the moon is high and the stars are twinkling, the car condition is not much better. The constant traffic on the road makes the car no longer a fast mode of transportation.

In the entire port city, only the mountain road in the mountains to the north is extremely smooth.

On the mountain road with dense forests on both sides, a black motorcycle with blue glint is driving fast. A man is wearing a leather jacket and leather pants, with a black helmet on his head. The top of the black helmet has a One pattern is a ghost riding a motorcycle.

"Hello?" A man's lazy voice sounded from inside the helmet, and a bluetooth phone came in, and he connected it.

There are not many people who can drive heavy locomotives and make phone calls, and not that many people will do so, because some of them died or were paralyzed directly.

"A Luo, where are you?" A voice came from the bluetooth headset.

"Listen yourself." The lazy male voice said three words, and then twisted the accelerator. The black Suzuki Falcon under the seat accelerated again, and the already fast speed soared again. The roar rushed into the woods on both sides until the forest deep.

"Are you taking a walk? I see. That car has arrived. Let me tell you, I tried it. It's really a beast." The person on the other side of the Bluetooth headset also heard the roar and knew where the man was.

It has always been his habit to "walk" on the mountain road over there, and he is also used to going alone.

"Well, okay, I'll try it in a few days." The lazy male voice finally raised a little interest.

"Would you like to come over for a few drinks tonight?" The voice from the opposite side of the Bluetooth headset came to invite.

The man sitting on the Suzuki Hayabusa was about to answer when he heard a voice behind him. Based on his knowledge of locomotives, he knew the voice clearly as soon as it reached his ears.

A four-cylinder engine, and it is the four-cylinder engine of the Suzuki Hayabusa he was riding.

Lowering his eyes, looking at the rearview mirror through the goggles, a white Suzuki Hayabusa was speeding towards him.

When he turned his gaze to the rearview mirror, the white falcon on the rearview mirror moved, and the rider on the car raised the front wheel, and after a while on one wheel, the front tire landed again.

Even if he couldn't see the expression of the knight on the white falcon car, he knew that the other party was provoking him, and he was a master.

It's not that he lifted the front of the car from the opponent and drove on one wheel and felt that the opponent was a master. In his opinion, this was not worthy of his special attention at all. It made him think that the opponent was a master.

The time it took for the car to stabilize after the other party dropped the front of the car was too short, almost no time for the car to lose stability, and the Suzuki Hayabusa had already entered a state of steady driving.

This allowed him to clearly know how strong the opponent's control over the beast under him was.

"A Luo?" The person on the other end of the phone didn't know why A Luo didn't reply.

"No, hang up." The laziness in the male voice faded a bit, and he hung up the Bluetooth call.

Drag racing with him? It's been a long time since such a thing happened.

Quite interesting.

The man twisted his neck and drove the Black Falcon at the previous speed without accelerating or slowing down, waiting for the White Falcon to come up.

The shadow of the white falcon in the rearview mirror approached at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon it was on par with the black falcon.

The people on the Bai Falcon car were wearing sports uniforms, and there were very few people who dared to race in such a big way.

A significant portion of those who did so have also died or been paralyzed.

The man riding the white falcon suddenly let go of the hand holding the handlebar, and pointed to the side of the front of the car.

The man riding a black falcon, Jiang Luo, looked in the direction the other party was pointing at. There were several scratches under the word "falcon", and he knew the purpose of the other party's visit.

Thinking about it, there weren't many Suzuki Hayabusa in this port city, even if Jiang Luo knew about it, it was the one he was sitting on, and the white Suzuki Hayabusa beside him.

Want to get back on the spot? Of course you can, it depends on whether you have the ability, Jiang Luo moved his head, looked straight ahead at the road, lowered his body slightly, and clamped the Black Falcon under his seat with his legs.

Twist the accelerator, the number on the tachometer soared, and the black falcon flashing blue light rushed out. The blue light emitted by the LED light was like the twilight of fireflies in the dark night.

The one riding the white falcon was naturally Chen Xing. Seeing the other party speeding up and rushing out, he also started to speed up, and the white falcon roared and sprinted forward.

The two had already been in fifth gear long before, and now they both exceeded a hundred yards after sprinting.

There are indeed no people on the mountain road at night, but this road is not spacious. Most of the road is only enough for two cars to drive side by side. This kind of road will crash into the woods beside the road at this speed, and With their speed they fell deep into the woods.

The Black Falcon was in front, and the White Falcon was behind. The speed of the two on the short straight had exceeded 150 yards. After exceeding this speed, they stopped accelerating without fear.

After all, courage and death are antonyms.

Everything around you is passing by at a fast speed, and everything in human beings seems a little fragile at this speed, and all you can rely on is the heavy motorcycle below you, which can protect you or kill you.

Black Falcon is a few spaces ahead of White Falcon, but these distances are entirely the distances exceeded when Black Falcon rushed out first, not that Black Falcon passed White Falcon during this journey.

Black falcons are no faster than white falcons.

Jiang Luo looked at the white car in the rearview mirror, and it became more and more interesting. There was really something there.

Jiang Luo grinned, showing his teeth. He kept moving his hands and feet. There was a small bend in front of him. Jiang Luo controlled the speed, slowed down to enter the bend, and then accelerated out of the bend.

Seemingly simple actions, but I don't know how many details are included.

Black Falcon came out of the bend, White Falcon entered the bend, Chen Xing's eyes were bright, his hands and feet moved, and he was about to slow down.

A heavy motorcycle is different from a car. A heavy motorcycle has a front brake and a rear brake. The front brake is on the right hand, and the rear brake is on the toe of the right foot. It has front and rear brakes. If only the front brake is used, it will naturally roll over. The speed of the person is afraid that he will be thrown out directly, but the braking distance of the rear tire is too far.

Therefore, the front and rear brakes are basically pressed at the same time every time when decelerating, but which one is light and which one is heavy is the real difficulty in controlling, and it is also the real difficulty in driving a heavy motorcycle.

The real difficulty is never the fancy skills, but how to perfect every basic detail.

(End of this chapter)