My big white horse is also called Yangtze River 750, with a displacement of 750cc.
It turns out that the BMW R71 technology was introduced from Hans Country and is basically a one-to-one replica.
He also has several other nice names, Bagache, Wanzi, Biansanlun, Sanbengzi...
Nowadays, the Yangtze River 750 has been discontinued, but in the market, the old version of the Yangtze 750 sells for up to one million footbath coins.
In the origin of Europa, the Yangtze 750 is also hard to find.
"Hold!"
"Who is this? It's great to have a Baga Che."
"Get down here!"
"Bullying our Bansong, you are seeking death."
The two Saimo hands and Bansong on the ground rushed over aggressively.
At this moment, I slowly took off my helmet and turned back indifferently.
The Saimo hand who had already rushed to me suddenly widened his eyes, hissed and stopped quickly, turned around and left without saying a word.
The Pansong men and horses on the left and right showed frightened smiles: "It's the child teacher, misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."
He said he had misunderstood, and stepped back quickly: "Tong Zhuangyuan, your fighting skills are so awesome, it's really amazing."
"Who just called me?"
When these words came out, the six people in Pansong suddenly froze on the spot, as if they had been hit by a body-holding spell.
After a while, Pansong's No. 19 seed player slowly turned his head, with a depressed face and tearful eyes. He raised his hand and slapped himself. Qiqi Aiai said in a low voice: "I... was wrong, okay."
Seeing this man's virtuous and feminine manner, everyone at the scene couldn't help but burst into laughter.
This time, the guy was so embarrassed that he wanted to get into the snow.
"Hold!"
"You Bansong have gone too far to deceive others."
The cabbage on the ground staggered up, furious and about to come for revenge.
I gave Dabaicai an indifferent look. Dabaicai was a little surprised but held it in.
At this time, several people appeared on the terrace on the second floor of the villa and read out coldly!
"The last hurdle."
"22, 36, eliminated!"
"The reason for elimination is that you got carried away and acted recklessly!"
Swish, swish, swish!
Countless eyes looked at Taidai, their eyes were straight, their brains were not enough, and the three souls and seven souls all disappeared.
The two Pansong contestants who had just teased and played with the Chinese cabbage looked on blankly. One knelt down, and the other frantically slapped his head and shouted, "I'm sorry."
No one expected that this gathering would actually contain this final assessment.
Those who can attend the party here are all the future elites of the headquarters, and they are also the pillars of the country. Each of the fifty proud men has been assigned to a new position, received a new task, and even received a dispatch letter. They are waiting for the commendation meeting to be completed in a few days. Just go and report.
result……
But he fell down at this most impossible final hurdle.
They have obviously crossed the dragon gate!
Obviously, there are only a few nails left that have not transformed into dragons...
Obviously, we are only a millimeter away from entering the city of Rome...
Seeing the two contestants being sent to the car mercilessly by the chief law enforcement officer, the forty-eight elites left on the scene did not even dare to express their anger.
"...The final round of assessment of the Comprehensive Martial Arts Tournament officially ends today."
"Comrades, please enjoy your glorious time!"
"For the motherland, come on!"
The Iron Masked King stood in front, solemnly saluting all the contestants, and his title changed from former student candidates to comrades-in-arms.
Soaring!
Everyone at the scene stood at attention, raised their heads and held their chests high, with solemn expressions and collectively saluted the Iron Masked King.
Waves of passion surged in my heart, waves of warm currents boiled in the air, and waves of heroic ambition overwhelmed the sky and stirred the world.
After the Iron Mask King had left for a long time, the forty-eight contestants still stood upright in the snow and stopped to stare, not daring to slack off at all.
"real
gone? "
"He's really gone... right!?"
"Should we really leave?"
A group of people quietly whispered and exchanged sign language, until I stepped out of the crowd and walked to the guard. When the guard immediately saluted me and shouted to the boss for instructions, everyone suddenly screamed, took off their hats and threw them into the sky.
The next step is to enjoy, vent, and party...
Everyone, whether they knew each other or not, was hugging and congratulating each other.
Some squatted on the ground and cried loudly, some hugged their comrades in the unit and cried with joy, some held the phone and talked nonsense to their closest relatives, and some turned into statues and silently looked up at the sky...
From the first battle in the Shentetsu headquarters building to this point, the elites carefully selected from hundreds of branches throughout the headquarters fought all the way to their death, and finally got here, with only the last forty-eight people left.
These forty-eight people are well-deserved elites, well-deserved pride of heaven, and the future pillars of the headquarters and the motherland.
Huang Shengyang took the initiative to come over and hand me a cigarette to light the fire. We stood quietly in the snow for a while before saying thank you.
"no need thank me?"
"Points! Still alive!"
Huang Shengyang was promoted to Xuanjia and took his team to Ghana in the Philippines. Form a team with the Gold Institute to specialize in gold.
The largest gold producer in the Philippines is South Philippines, followed by Ghana. The place was extremely poor and chaotic.
In the past few years, Dahuang has visited Gana, but all failed. Eighteen of the two groups who went there died and became lonely ghosts.
This time the headquarters is determined to open the Ghana gold market. The Gold Institute and Nanshu signed a military order, and Loulan will not be returned until it is broken!
Huang Shengyang's family was among the first to become rich, and he was a native of Yandu, so he was the second generation rich.
Logically speaking, a person from a family like Huang Shengyang's could find some connections, spend some money, and stay at the rear of the headquarters, and live a more prosperous life than anyone else.
However, he resolutely wrote a letter in blood asking to go to Ghana.
"Why are you thinking of writing a blood book?"
"My mother didn't agree and got involved. I was kicked out."
"Why are you thinking about going to the Philippines to get gold again?"
"When the motherland is rich, the common people have money. What is in the pot is what is in the bowl."
"Our status there is worse than Asan. Pay attention to safety. Don't risk your life."
"Don't worry. My strength is no worse than Dian Wei's."
"Be careful with Filipino women. There are many diseases. Don't bring diseases back to your home country."
Responding to me is Huang Shengyang’s middle finger.
The next second, Huang Shengyang reached out his hand, and with that cool and handsome face, he said seriously: "I am not as good as you. I am really not as good as you!"
I rolled my eyes at Huang Shengyang and hummed softly: "I want my big white horse to tell me clearly."
"Baga Che. Who the hell cares about it."
Huang Shengyang glared at me even more, and suddenly grabbed the key to the big white horse, dancing like a child: "Quick, quick, quick, anyone who wants to take the Baga carriage, come quickly, I grabbed the key to the child master." Already."
For a time, many people rushed over excitedly and yelled like crazy.
I lowered my eyes and took a deep breath. When I opened them again, a girl as cold as snow stood in front of me.
"Child masters are friendly."
"Leng Yuezhan is friendly!"
