In a narrow rental house, there were five young men crowded together, none other than Gao Xiu Panghai and others.
The room was in a mess, and things were scattered around, but there wasn't a piece of trash or a trace of odor.
The young people shook their legs and touched the cigarette in their ears from time to time, but never lit it. At most, they would put it under their noses and smell it.
Brother Tiger is very sensitive to smells and hates them leaving odors in the house.
A dark shadow flashed outside the window, and as a gust of night wind blew in, a tall figure appeared in the house. It was Vincent who left home in the middle of the night.
This is Gao Xiu's home. God knows how frightened Gao Xiu was when he got up one night and saw a figure in the house. He thought he was seeking revenge from his enemies.
He recognized the boss only by looking at his body shape. He didn't know how the boss found him. He was sure that none of them had mentioned their address.
"Brother Tiger."
The young men immediately stopped shaking their legs, stopped touching their cigarettes, and stood up immediately.
Vincent responded with a calm voice and said, "Where are their people?"
The fat man talked a lot, but the tall Gao Xiu had a clear mind and immediately replied: "There is a factory five miles away. Xiao Zhao is watching. He is still fine."
"Okay then, let's go." Vincent said, jumping out of the window first.
They lived on the rooftop, with nine floors. This was the first time that the fat man saw the boss' route with his own eyes. He hurriedly followed him to see, and saw the burly figure accurately climbing on the balcony. He jumped two floors and climbed up again. The time it took to breathe fell steadily to the ground.
"Be a good boy." The fat man's legs felt so weak.
The tall man slapped the fat man on the back of his head and said, "You're still looking at shit. Come downstairs quickly, don't let Brother Tiger get impatient with waiting."
"Quick, get downstairs."
The young people woke up from a dream and rushed outside the house.
Vincent really wasn't trying to show off, he just thought it was troublesome and winding to walk up the stairs, but after jumping down, he had to wait for those slow humans, which was really a waste of time.
He suddenly realized the benefits of modern technology. If he had a mobile phone, he could just call him if he needed anything.
Gao Xiu and others went downstairs, pushed out a few motorcycles, and called to Vincent: "Brother Hu, can I give you a ride?"
The motorcycle made a harsh sound when they started it. Vincent frowned and said, "How to use it? I don't trust my safety to others."
Gao Xiu immediately gave up his motorcycle and told Vincent how to use it. While listening to the method, Vincent looked at the techniques used by the other people without any trace. Seeing that there was no contradiction with what Gao Xiu said, he decided to use it. Got on the car.
With a sound of "Ang-", Vincent flew away on his motorcycle.
"Ah, boss! Be careful!"
The young people were so frightened that they hurriedly chased after them. Suddenly the downstairs was filled with the noise of motorcycles, and only poor Gao Xiu was running on foot.
Although Vincent drove very fast, the young men were frightened out of their wits, fearing that the boss would die right away and die before the start of the battle.
But this speed was nothing to Vincent. He didn't panic. It was just that the road had twists and turns, and the motorcycle was not as flexible as his own body. If he turned sharply, the car would be unbalanced.
If the car rolls over at that speed, it is 90% likely to result in a total car crash and death. At the moment when the car is leaning over, the person on the car suddenly drops his legs and stops the motorcycle.
The motorcycle wheeled rapidly on Vincent's shoulder, suddenly becoming as harmless as a toy car.
All the boys said: "..." They must be dreaming and haven't woken up yet. How could they drive like this