Chapter 667 Chase

Style: Girl Author: Jiang MuyunWords: 1311Update Time: 24/01/12 03:15:46
Ma San'er scratched his head: "The noise of the motorcycle is already loud. If you chase after it with great fanfare, you will definitely be discovered!"

"Stop nagging!"

Seeing those people running out of my sight, I couldn't hold back the fire in my heart and suddenly raised my voice.

Ma San'er stopped arguing with me and turned around to let someone drive the motorcycle.

Soon, we were also divided into four groups, chasing after each other closely.

Ma Zai was riding the bike and I was sitting in the back seat, and we were riding like lightning.

This kind of small scooter is usually used for transportation and cannot be compared with track motorcycles.

At this time, only the back of Xiao Huangmao was left. If he continued to follow him like this, he would definitely be lost.

I lay down behind Ma Zai and shouted loudly: "Stop, I'll drive!"

"Squeak!"

The motorcycle shook suddenly and I was almost thrown out.

I turned over and got out of the car, found the brake cable from under the car, and pulled hard, and the line connecting the brake disc was completely disconnected.

Ponyboy's face turned green: "W-what are you going to do?"

"Stop following me, I'll go by myself!"

After saying that, I got on the car seat and turned the accelerator with my hand.

There is indeed a gap between the two cars, and it is not small, but now that the road is slippery, the little yellow guy in front will definitely not dare to ride too fast. This is my chance.

He was running away with his car, and I was chasing him with my life. He couldn't win!

There was one less person in the car, and the brake line broke free, and the little pedal changed from a mule to a crazy horse.

At this time, the speedometer pointer had reached the bottom of the watch. The ground was wet and slippery, causing the wheels to continue to slip. If you were not careful, the car was destroyed and everyone died on the spot.

What made me anxious was that this road was an outer ring road, all straight, and I had no chance of catching up with him.

After running wildly for more than ten minutes, a sharp bend suddenly appeared in front of me. The taillight of the small yellow car flashed several times, obviously braking.

He slows down, I speed up! Damn, here's your chance!

By the time I reached the first corner, the scooter had changed from slipping to shaking at high speed.

"Hold!"

I gritted my teeth and cursed angrily, then turned my body sharply to the right. The entire car lost control in an instant, and everyone and the car flew out together.

The scooter was like a flying knife, thrown diagonally from behind towards the track motorcycle in front.

"Bang!"

After a loud noise, the little yellow hair flew out of the mountain road in a parabola from the car, and the motorcycle underneath him struck the ground with sparks and lightning.

I flew forward uncontrollably. I tried to grab hold of some raised vines along the way, but everything was in vain. Even the roots of the tree were torn in half.

Seeing that I was about to slide off the mountain road, I tried my best to twist my body and hit the motorcycle hard on the ground.

This impact shocked me so much that I felt like my brain was shaking.

There is no other way, giving up the car to keep the handsome man is my only choice.

After all, this motorcycle weighed several hundred pounds and stopped me abruptly.

The constant tinnitus in my ears made me a little dazed. For a few seconds, I seemed to be cut off from the outside world and couldn't hear anything.

It took me a long time to recover my ability to move.

At this time, all the clothes on my body had turned into strips of cloth, and even my pants had holes.

No part of the skin on the body was good, there was blood and dirt everywhere.

I stood up staggeringly, stretched my head and looked down. Fortunately, there was a guardrail on the mountain road, and the little yellow hair was blocked by the guardrail.

I'm not afraid of his death, I mainly want his clothes.

I staggered down the mountain road, took off my riding uniform, and put the helmet on my head.

I have already thought of what Ma San'er is worried about.

It was originally night and there was no one on the road. If I chased them in a big way, it would definitely arouse their vigilance.

But when I put on their own clothes, it's different.

The most important thing is that the motorcycle helmet is so dark that it is impossible to see the doorway from the outside.

After changing my clothes, I called Ma Saner and asked him to send me his current location and a few words.

No matter what, you can't lose the person.

This track motorcycle is indeed different, it can easily reach 180 mph.