The car owners were miserable. They were driving in the middle of the night and were insulted by two young men. They didn't even have the chance to scold them back.
"Awesome! This is awesome! My Harley motorcycle is invincible!”A young punk shouted loudly.
"Step on the accelerator all the way, and I'll be the prettiest kid on this street.”Another person shouted loudly.
"F * ck, who do you think you are? I spent 250,000 yuan to modify your broken car. It's all top-notch.”
"Not convinced? Compete? Call me father if you lose."
"If you lose, it's your grandson."
Neither of the two young and arrogant punk kids was convinced by the other. They both stepped on the accelerator, and the Harley motorcycle shook violently. Black smoke spewed out of the exhaust pipe like ink, and a noise that almost pierced one's eardrums exploded.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two Harley motorcycles were like two dark horses on a racecourt, advancing side by side, neither giving way to the other.
100 km/h, 140 km/h, 180 km/h, and the speed was still rising. The upper limit of the odometer was only 200 km/h, and the speedometer needle had already jumped into the dangerous red zone.
Just as the victor was about to be decided, a fiery red shadow flashed past the two of them.
The two of them saw the taillights flash. When they looked carefully, there was nothing in front of them.
The two of them were dumbfounded!
Just now, the two of them were still showing off their racing skills, but now, it seemed that a car had overtaken them all. Moreover, they did not even see the model of the car.
They were still arguing about who was the prettiest kid on the street, but the answer was obvious:
Both of you are trash.
How could he tolerate this?
Kill him!
The two of them looked at each other and saw the raging anger in each other's eyes. Facing a common enemy, the small friction between the two of them had disappeared.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two Harley motorcycles roared crazily as they sped up to their maximum speed.
200 kilometers per hour!
The two of them gritted their teeth and cursed,
"Damn it, you're acting tough in my territory. When I catch up to you, I'll definitely spew blood on you!”
The speed of the car was already off the charts.
A punk felt the vibration of the car and was a little afraid."Ergou, isn't it too fast? I feel like my car is about to fall apart.”
The other punk's eyes were obviously red. He didn't listen to advice at all and mocked,"If you're scared, then don't chase me. However, if I catch up to that car, you have to call me the Racer God of Mount Haruna in the future.”
The person who spoke always claimed to be the racing god of Mount Haruna, while the other punk claimed to be the young wind-chaser, but neither of them was acknowledged by the other party.
That person was a little unhappy when he heard that. He gritted his teeth and said,"F * ck, I'm going all out."
"Charge, kill him." The other punk shouted, wishing he could step on the accelerator.
Bang!
With a loud explosion, the rear tire of a Harley motorcycle exploded.
The punk on the motorcycle screamed and quickly braked. Fortunately, the rear tire had a flat tire, so the direction could still be controlled. The speed of the motorcycle decreased sharply, and the motorcycle fell head first on the side of the road.
"F * ck! Gou 'zi!" Another punk shouted.
Bang!
There was another explosion, and the rear tire of the other Harley motorcycle exploded.
"Damn it!" the punk cursed.”
Then, he fell to the side of the road in the same graceful posture. The two of them were only tens of meters apart, one in front and one behind. Many years later, some old people still remembered the scene of the two men blowing up the street like the wind.
At that time, they were young, energetic, and fearless. The two Harley motorcycles carried their unrestrained and freedom-loving souls. At that time, they often argued about who was the prettiest kid on the street. At that time, everyone was so noisy that they couldn't sleep at night. They hugged their quilts and went to the window. Their originally angry emotions calmed down after seeing the elegant and arrogant figures of the two wind-chasing youths. This was the magic of youth.
Everything had become a thing of the past. Ever since that night, the two teenagers had disappeared from this street. Some said that they had gone to the New Oriental Cooking School, while others said that they had gone to the Shandong Lanxiang Excavator School. However, all of this was not important because this street had lost two of its most beautiful children. Of course, this was all for the future.
"Gou 'zi, how are you? My ribs are broken, I can't move." The punk screamed in pain.
"Ergou, my leg must be broken and it's bleeding a lot. Will I die? I'm so scared.”The other punk was crying and was out of breath.
One car after another passed by. Most of them slowed down and glanced at the two shamats before laughing and driving away.
Finally, one of the cars stopped. The driver got out of the car to check, and the two gangsters quickly called for help.
The chauffeur carefully examined the two of them and then laughed."Hahaha, aren't these the two idiots who scolded me just now?”
The two young men were speechless.
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