Although the scenery is infinite on the surface, in this age of endless pursuit of excitement, the racer is actually talking to the god of death. As someone said: I want to escape the death quickly, but it is always in front of me waiting for the moment I make a mistake.
In the racetrack, even the smallest mistake will have the most serious consequences. The feeling of flying is important, but landing safely is fundamental.
If it is calculated like this, then the killer is still somewhat similar to a racer in some respects.
For example, the moment you start the engine and the second you pull the trigger.
Danger always comes quietly along with the most exciting moment.
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In the end, Bai Xiao did not go home. He left, it was Xiao Zhe who sent him to the dock himself.
"At the beginning I smashed your handicap because you were selling white powder, which did not conform to the rules on this road in Nanshi; later I helped you take care of your family because misfortune did not affect your relatives and friends. I can't watch them starve to death; the rule is The rules are created to protect everyone's interests. There is no emotion to talk about at this point!"
Silently smoking a cigarette, Bai Xiao said nothing. Although he is vicious, but at last he is still a bit bloody.
"From now on, I will raise your parents and children. Get out of here, don’t come back after you’re off!" He threw a few stacks of money to Bai Xiao, and Xiao Zhe did what he did in this matter worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth. Open and aboveboard.
After lighting a cigarette, Xiao Zhe had done what he was supposed to do, and walked away without knowing how to do it.
"Have you thought about being the boss of Nanshi?"
Suddenly, Bai Xiao asked a weird question.
"Why, what do you want to do?"
"If you are the boss, I will convince you!" Bai Xiao said this from the heart.
"Hahaha, whoever loves to sit in that position, it's not me anyway!"
Amidst a frenzy of laughter, Fengshen burst into a frenzy.
Three days later...
"Hey! Boss, the four-eyed frog did not know where to find an out-of-print sports car. It is said to be a new thing specially modified by a black market manipulator. Ache has already inquired about it, this time it is more difficult... Hey Hey, boss, are you listening?"
On the third day after Bai Xiao's incident, Xiao Wu suddenly called Xiao Zhe.
Xiao Wu grabbed the phone and yelled for a long time, but there were only a few noises from the opposite microphone.
"En! En! En!"
It's a monosyllable nasal sound. What's wrong with the boss? Why is there no response!
bad! Subconsciously, Xiao Wu became nervous, pinched the phone to his ear, and shouted: "Hey! Hello! Hello? Boss, how are you? Are you okay?"
Originally, it was just because the four-eyed frog who lost his pants recently dared to find a black way to resist, and the excited guys began to collectively become nervous.
The charm of the car is that the pleasure of flying at zero distance on the track can quickly conquer all the audience on the scene. In the harsh noise of tires rubbing the ground, the audience released great enthusiasm, which is enough to burn the entire stadium. When the roar of huge engines resounded like heavy metal rock and roll, people screamed in response to the dizziness brought by speed.
What they know about Xiao Zhe, although he dislikes racing and ignores the honor of the racer, the boss likes to be cheered for him, watch him racing, and cheer for him. Of course, no one is allowed to be better than him in this regard. Arrogant.
But now something that could not have happened has happened.
His boss was able to maintain such a calm reaction after hearing the news that someone provoked him. Especially, this guy who dared to provoke openly was still their mortal enemy: that surnamed Chu, four-eyed frog cub.
There was no need to say hello at all. A Che Fei, who was surrounding him, grabbed his mobile phone and bombed with another high decibel: "Hey! Boss... Are you still alive? Boss! Are you dead!"
Not only that, even Liu Feng, who had been tapping on the computer keyboard, stopped the action in his hand. It was almost conditioned to "shoot". It was called out from the horrible-looking hand that I didn’t know how many years it had been used for. A software with a unique appearance, after a series of programs are unlocked. On the homepage of the computer screen, there was a stuff of a car design.
This thing was a time when Liu Feng, a kid at idle level, was boring and cooperated with the satellite positioning and tracking system specially designed by Ache for Xiao Zhe. And the signal source of this system is installed on the "Fengshen".
A guy like Xiao Zhe who loves racing to the point of madness and laziness to death is absolutely impossible to go out without driving his car.
The positioning system was opened within a few seconds, and it was very open. A map of Nanshi was opened on the screen homepage, and the satellite positioning system was indeed powerful. Soon, a small red dot appeared in the center of the map. The detailed coordinate values next to it show that "Fengshen" is now steadily parked on the road outside Xiao Zhe's house.
Xiao Wu, Ache, and Liu Feng looked at each other: The boss is clearly at home!
Xiao Wu, who has been holding the phone and calling non-stop, always pays attention to the movement on the other side of the phone. Reluctantly, until the satellite positioning system was activated until the accurate location of "Fengshen", which is Xiao Zhe, was accurately detected, on the other side of the phone, there was still a lifeless "Well!" "Ah!" "Oh?" "Oh! "
Damn, what are you waiting for
The three ruffians hurriedly rushed out, and stopped the Liang taxi and went straight to Xiao Zhe's residence. Damn, the early morning doesn't let people stop. It turned out that the three guys who had jobs, and the time for the weekly skipping activity, were so completely mixed up! by!
Just like burning your ass, it feels like saving people like fire fighting. Although my boss is not very decent, but, in any case, there is only one boss, what really happened? Xiaowu and the others are anxious.
Huhhhhh, out of breath.
With a sound of "bang!" I didn't even have to knock on the door. The wooden door of Xiao Zhe's house that had been beaten by countless winds and rains fell apart after a loud bang.
"Boss! Are you still alive?"
"Boss! Is your gas leaking out?"
"Boss! Are you dead yet?"
The greetings of almost the same style were cut off when the three guys saw Xiao Zhe lying on the sofa in the living room.
Unimaginable, the tragic scene of his own old man being divided by five horses, blood was flowing on the ground, and his limbs and arms were severed. Now Xiao Zhe is wearing a t-shirt and shorts, hanging on the sofa with a sluggish expression, and his body is spread out into a big font with no image. Even the loud noise that broke through the door just failed to wake him up, and what was even more outrageous was that there were two balls of tissues in Xiao Zhe's nostrils. What is even more outrageous is that the nosebleeds are still constantly surging out, like a fountain, with a great momentum of venting thousands of miles.
"Boss, have you been revengeful for Haibian? Do you have any internal injuries!" After realizing that his group was completely falsely alarmed, Xiao Wu's voice actually heard a bit of schadenfreude.
"Yeah, yeah, who has the courage to move our boss!" The second sentence was picked up by the kid Liu Feng. After confirming that she would never die with such a little blood, the first thing Liu Feng was busy with was to sit down and plug in his broken hand.
No response, still no response. Winked a wink, and now it was Ache's turn to play.
A big hand soaked in engine oil suddenly heavily blocked Xiao Zhe's mouth with wide open breathing. Soon, the guy who couldn't breathe because his nostrils were blocked and his mouth was under control finally began to turn his once sluggish gaze, blushing and screaming, "Murder! Damn, how did you guys come here?" Sober The guy behind, flew and kicked at the beginning servant who made him unable to breathe.
At the same time, the miserable condition of the corpse of his own wooden door in front of him made Xiao Zhe roar even higher: "Damn! Who kicked, who kicked!"
OMG! Seeing Xiao Zhe finally became normal. To be honest, the three guys had their signature smirk on their faces.
"I said, Boss, what's wrong with you today." Very wise, Liu Feng's brain is recognized as the best among several people. For Xiao Zhe, a guy who is very single-celled in many ways, the trick of "diverting eyesight" is definitely a time-tested trick.
"Yes, yes, we were really worried just now!" Very disgusting, Xiao Wu grabbed the miserably pinched mobile phone and confessed affectionately.
"Yes, that's right!" Ache, who was completely unwilling to show his concern for his boss, hid his right hand while hypocritically agreed.
"..." Surprisingly, Xiao Zhe today didn't actually pursue it. In normal times, he would definitely make a big incident at the wooden door.
With a sigh, Xiao Zhe, who had just cheered up, fell back on the sofa again, with a melancholy expression and a strange and dark expression to his brothers, talking about what happened last night.
Speaking of it, it's really hard to explain in one word, it turns out that it is like this!
—The time is switched to last night. That is Wenjing after get off work.
If there are no special parties, bar revelry and other leisure activities, most of the office workers working from 9 to 5 will go straight to home after work. Wen Jing is definitely a person who has no spare time at all.
Yesterday afternoon, Xiao Zhe happened to be out on business. At noon, he called Wen Jing to take a taxi home after get off work. Therefore, it is natural to wait for Wen Jing to return home by herself, but Xiao Zhe has not yet returned.
After living together for more than two weeks, Wen Jing gradually learned to do simple housework. However, if Xiao Zhe is asked to express his emotions about this change, he would rather Wenjing be like at the beginning, not doing any housework, it would be better. Although a big man is both a father and a mother, he still has to worry about his pigs being stolen by others, but, in any case, it is better to live a life that is bleak, sad, and crisis-ridden! Ugh!