"Wasteland wind?" Xin Chen was a little surprised. What is this and what?

He had never seen such an inexplicable person.

The Zongheng sports car and the modification have been in several years, but I have never heard of anyone welding a piece of rusty iron plate on a Ferrari, or saying it was modified by wasteland style.

But if you think about it again, it is not incomprehensible.

Although Guan Xiaomao is very stingy and likes to brag, her family is really rich.

Moreover, his father also made a move to buy three villas at one time, blowing up one in the front, building a large garden, blowing up one in the back, building many sports fields, and keeping the one in the middle to live by himself... This kind of rustic and generous behavior.

Maybe this is the origin of family learning.

...

The engine roared and the headlights were like pillars.

Expensive supercars lined up and made bloody roars, and there were big beauty sitting in the passenger seat of each sports car.

In this case, any normal man will have rapid increase in adrenaline and hormones.

But Guan Xiaomao seems to be out of the ranks of normal people.

He held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, sweating in his palms. He occasionally glanced at Zhang Zixuan beside him, and his eyes floated to Zhang Zixuan's thighs intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhang Zixuan is very confident in her figure. She is very satisfied with Guan Xiaomao's reaction and feels that she is about to get it.

At this moment, she is determined to win Guan Xiaomao.

Although she felt a little embarrassed when she saw Guan Xiaomao being run by a group of rich second-generations just now. But after thinking about it, Guan Xiaomao's ability to know such a group of people at least proves that he is in the same circle as these people.

What does this prove? This proves that Guan Xiaomao is rich!

As for things like he looks stupid, who would care?

Isn’t it better to be stupid? It’s better to cheat!

After some careful consideration, Zhang Zixuan has regarded Guan Xiaomao as the number one target in the latest stage.

Such a stupid rich second generation is not common anymore, so you must win it!

When she saw Guan Xiaomao looking at her thigh intentionally or unintentionally, she smiled slightly in her heart and raised the corner of her skirt a little.

He asked in a soft voice: "Does it look good?"

Guan Xiaomao held the steering wheel in his hand and looked at Zhang Zixuan's thighs with an admiring look.

Slim, strong, slender calves and smooth lines.

He swallowed. "It looks very energetic."

Zhang Zixuan glared at Guan Xiaomao, then chuckled, "You are so bad."

What I thought in my heart was that this fool knows a lot, and it seems that he has not experienced anything.

In her mind, should she be more reserved and want to refuse but welcome. Or should she be as passionate as fire and passionate as she is?

At this moment, I heard Guan Xiaomao continue to say, "Don't forget about my affairs with you just now, it depends on you."

Zhang Zixuan was a little confused. When did he ask for his own affairs? Why didn’t he have any impression of it?

Guan Xiaomao continued: "When you pedal, use force evenly. Never slack off and stop suddenly. The sudden loss of power will affect the handling."

Zhang Zixuan was stunned, her mouth covered with Chanel lipstick was big. She has always paid attention to expression management and would not show the expression of opening her mouth unless she was in a very special ambiguous occasion.

She was really shocked. She really couldn't understand why anyone could think of pedaling like pedaling when looking at her legs?

He cursed hatefully in his heart: "You said my legs are strong, which is what you mean? I am ready to sacrifice myself, but you asked me to step on my feet and pedal the bike?"

But there was still a embarrassed smile on his face, "Xiaomao, are you kidding? How could such a good car need me to pedal?"

Guan Xiaomao's expression was very serious, "I'm not kidding, I'm serious."

"I want to win this game!"

"This is related to my face, so I have to seize every power I can use."

Zhang Zixuan asked back, "So it also includes my legs? You keep looking at me, just for this?" She paused, "Didn't you think about something else?"

Guan Xiaomao frowned, "What else can I think? You have such good legs, long and powerful, it would be a pity not to pedal."

Zhang Zixuan was so angry that she felt that Guan Xiaomao was humiliating herself and wanted to push the cart door and get off.

At this time, the girl who acted as the commander untied the bra. A bottle of champagne hit the ground, making a bang.

Several colorful and exaggerated sports cars galloped out like wild dogs.

The limited edition Ferrari starts, and the huge push-back feel makes Zhang Zixuan's back tightly close to the seat. She hears Guan Xiaomao's serious voice, "The competition has begun, can I help pedal the bike?"

Since the car had started, Zhang Zixuan had no choice but to put her feet on the pedal and pedal.

The legs are slender and slender muscles that move up and down, highlighting beautiful lines.

Guan Xiaomao sighed that he was indeed a good leg for pedaling.

...

The bra landed and the sports car started.

Xin Chen pushed away the beauty who was tired of him and drove intently.

Only at such moments can he feel his existence. The beauties around him are so charming that he is too lazy to take a look.

Since he arrived at a young age, there was nothing he could not get. The great satisfaction of material things greatly increased his threshold for pleasure.

There are few things that can make him feel happy and happy. Food is not good, wine is not good, and beauty is not good. He has long been tired of these things.

From morning to night, he only does one thing, which is to look for the stimulation feeling and try his best to stimulate his dopamine.

Skiing, diving, racing, hunting, parachuting, wingsuit flight...

All the movements that make him feel his existence. The more dangerous and exciting they are, the happier they are.

So Xin Chen and his friends tried to die again and again.

After each death, there will be great pleasure in the aftermath of the disaster.

For him, the roar of the sports car engine is more attractive than the beautiful woman's gentle hum.

Xin Chen said to the beauty in the co-pilot, "Sit down and don't move around."

He was a little tired of it. No matter how beautiful a woman was, she had a shelf life for him.

He thought in his mind, "I can try to find a man next time. It seems quite exciting when Xiao Wan and the others said."

Lamborghini's straight acceleration was extremely strong, and Xin Chen was the first to rush out and left other sports cars behind.

Guan Xiaomao was not willing to be outdone and followed closely. When his car started, Zhang Zixuan did not pedal, so the power did not reach its limit.

When Zhang Zixuan started pedaling helplessly, the red Ferrari suddenly shone with a seemingly green light, making a deafening roar!

All the onlookers were stunned because of this voice...

Why does the Ferrari sound like a tractor?

...

At the same time, Han Yue, who was riding the Super Invincible bicycle, suddenly his eyes narrowed.

The machinery he made himself is consuming waaagh energy again.

He accelerated his pedal, and the Super Invincible under his crotch accelerated, heading towards the western suburbs of the city.

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I'm really sorry to everyone, I almost couldn't continue writing.

I haven't been writing a book for long, and I don't know how to deal with this kind of cardiology situation.

The first part of this book is entirely supported by imagination and silly sculptures. Although I have thought about the plot and endings of the following, the meme has been used almost the same. After more than 100,000 words, I don’t know how to write it.

I also have an inexplicable pretentious feeling. If there were no silly sluts, I would rather not write them.

I have thought about it for a long time during this period. If this continues, I will rely on inspiration to write books, and there is no way to improve it.

So I decided to write on the ground, strengthen the storyline, and not treat the sculptor as the only support.

Finally, I’m sorry, the person who invested in this book lost a lot.
Chapter completed!