Chapter 672

With Pusan's speed down, Ding Li ran with a tiger's head and soon caught up, but it was relatively slow. Their speed was still maintained at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour.

But tonight is destined to be a racing night. God won't let their adrenal hormone decrease and then stabilize.

Boom... Boo

The roar of the engine and the screeching sound of the exhaust pipe blowing into the street quickly approached them from far to near.

Hear the sound and know the things.

Just listening to the sound, Ma Yiming knew what was approaching, and a pair of eyes had narrowed on the rearview mirror.

After that, a light came through quickly, and then a dark shadow flashed past, leaving an elegant red light band to float in the night sky.

Like a dream!

"Shit! It looks like Ducati. Chase!"

He talked to himself and didn't ask Gao Mutong whether he agreed. As soon as the accelerator blew, he reopened the racing state.

"No, it's so dark that you can see what car it is?"

Gao Mu had already prepared to sink his waist, grabbed the handle above the door with his right hand, and leaned back as much as possible.

indeed!

Ma Yiming shouted about it and chased it.

Despite the lack of the roar blessing of the exhaust pipe, the self roar of the engine is still deafening, and the same scattered tail lights float in front of Ding Li.

He also shouted shit and hurriedly continued to refuel.

When a motorcycle raced past him just now, he had a hunch that things were bad. Sure enough, as long as Ma Yiming drove, there was nothing good. The car began to fly again.

"Oh, yo, do you still need to see it? In ancient times, you can smell the fragrance and know the beauty. I can tell the brand by listening to the sound." after pulling up the speed, I quickly saw the tail light of the motorcycle again. "This is my unique skill. You don't understand it."

"Yo, you're still shaking when you say you're a cow, aren't you?"

"Why don't you accept it? We bet a thousand dollars. We'll catch up later. Let you see if it's Ducati."

"OK, a small bet will make you happy. Just a thousand oceans."

"OK, it's a deal." step on the accelerator again and say hello with the flash of the light, "strange..."

"What's strange?"

Motorcycle Gao Mu doesn't understand Ma Yiming. Although he may lose with a high probability, it doesn't hinder his mood of blocking up.

"How can there be only one car? It shouldn't be riding alone for thousands of miles!"

In general, people racing at this time point will be in groups. It is somewhat unreasonable for such a motorcycle to gallop in the dark.

"What's so strange about this? It's possible that people go to the front and meet with other cyclists?"

"Well, that makes sense."

"It's also possible that the group Biao is over. Now they go their separate ways and go home."

Continue to analyze. Anyway, this kind of analysis can make sense, and all kinds of possibilities will exist.

"Well..."

"Well, maybe he can't catch up with others and is left alone; by the way, there's another possibility..."

"Stop, that's enough. You reincarnated Tang monk, can you stop analyzing?" Ma Yiming held back his momentum to hit people after listening to Gao Mu's brain pain. "What's going on? I'll catch up and ask the head office?"

"Hey, hey..."

May be aware of the sudden flash of Ma Yiming's lights, and the motorcyclist with unknown situation actually slowed down and pulled over again.

Ma Yiming will not give up such a good opportunity. He rushed to the back of the motorcycle with the accelerator for the first time. After an emergency brake, he stopped three meters away.

It was too dark at night, and the coming and going lights were not enough to illuminate, so I didn't know whether the motorcyclist was calm or frightened. Anyway, he was still riding on the car and turned his head to look at the speeding Pusan, motionless.

"Hello."

He couldn't wait to get out of the car and took two and three steps. Ma Yiming rushed to the rider and greeted him with a smile.

It's just that a pair of eyes have been moving towards the body. Well, it's on the body of the motorcycle.

With Pusan's headlights, he carefully watched the strong lines under the rider's ass, and then said excitedly: "shit, brother, you're Ducati's street bully! Cow!"

The car is not expensive. It costs 300000 or 400000 yuan to land, but there are few models of this car, and it is even scarce in China. At least there is no such model in his garage. Ma Yiming is excited to meet such a car here.

Ma Yiming's excitement and dancing were more like his monologue. The rider didn't pay attention to him. He knew nothing about the facial features and expression under his helmet except that he could feel looking at him.

Instead, standing next to Pusan, the whole man leaned against the open door and looked at the scene with his chin down. Gao Mu sincerely lamented that he lost the bet and a thousand oceans belonged to Ma Yiming.

I really didn't see it. Like other places, this guy still has a few times in motorcycle research. He can really see the model at a glance.

"Hey," Ma Yiming took back his eyes from the body and focused on the rider. "Brother, are you happy alone?"

Seriously, although Ma Yiming likes motorcycles, he has never found a "car friend's home", and he doesn't want to play alone all the time.

It is much joyful to share the joy than enjoy alone.

Finding an organization and a big family with the same interests and hobbies has been his goal for a long time.

It's a pity that his cars came directly across the ocean through Shangguan mintao. He simply had no corresponding way to find a large army. In addition, he usually made a few rounds around Wusong alone, and he never met any riders with the same interests and hobbies.

Today, I went far and came to Qingpu. I was lucky to meet such a Ducati's car friend. It was an eye opener.

However, Ma Yiming's enthusiasm still hasn't been answered. There is only a dark helmet facing him.

Today's behavior is somewhat abrupt, and the other party's response is reasonable.

not take it seriously!

"Don't get me wrong. I usually play with cars. I just can't find friends with the same hobby. So I saw you today, um, what's that here..." I didn't directly say racing, and I couldn't find a suitable word substitute for a while. "I'm a little excited. I hope you don't take it amiss."

The helmet driver's helmet turned back with Ma Yiming's expression, about glancing at Pusan stopped behind.

How to say, anyway, I can't see any expression. A helmet and a dead object can't react.

"What are you doing?"

However, at the moment it turned back, the lifeless helmet suddenly heard a rebuke, and then saw Ma Yiming's hands stretched forward and his fingers surging, with a posture of wanting to touch them.

"Oh, don't get me wrong. I just want to touch it. Can't I touch it?"

"No!"

The helmet rider gave a clear answer again, and the man got off the motorcycle, set up the support, took off the helmet with both hands and threw his neck.

A dark hair, in the dark, accompanied by soft lights, drifted away.

At the same time, a smell of Sassoon rushed into Ma Yiming's nostrils, stimulated his hands into double fingers, lit each other, and exclaimed in surprise: "you, you, how are you a woman?"

No wonder she thought her voice was strange after she spoke. She thought it was because she was wearing a helmet. It turned out to be a woman.

Female Knight!

Ma Yiming's surprise appeared suddenly and retreated quickly. He was soon occupied by surprise.

"Is there a law that women can't ride motorcycles?"

With one hand, he lifted the long hair that covered his cheeks, revealing a face that made Gao Mu and Ma Yiming feel a little surprised.

Instead of yinglang in the imagination, she looks like a little girl next door. She must be a warm and soft girl when she changes clothes.

It seems that it doesn't match the strong motorcycle around her.

"How is it possible? I don't mean that. I'm just a little surprised."

Ma Yiming quickly explained that the other party was obviously not the sister-in-law Liang who came out for a ride. Her professional riding clothes and advanced helmet were enough to prove her professionalism.

Seeing that the other party was a young girl, Gao Mu was also surprised.

Generally speaking, it is possible for girls like this to be rebellious, young and dynamic. It is possible to sit behind a motorcycle and hold the boy in front of them and accompany them with the fast wind.

Like this, he is a rider. It is exciting for a person to gallop here at night. Even he doesn't know much about his experience.

It's a rare family!

"You usually like to ride a motorcycle?" the female rider looked at the Pusan in the back and the Mercedes Benz in the back again. "Aren't you a modified car?"

Obviously, the ears are professional and the eyes are chicken thieves. In such an environment, we still made accurate judgment.

"Don't get me wrong. This is my friend's car. He likes four wheels and I like two wheels."

I don't know why. Ma Yiming hurried to explain. Gao Mu was confused.

In such a simple sentence, he even heard a sense of idol drama misunderstood and having an affair.

In desperation, he had to wave his hand politely, which was a greeting to the female rider.

"Very good, the car is very good." he nodded gently, which was a response to Gao mu. "I hope I can see your motorcycle in the future."

After all, we met halfway. We didn't know each other well and couldn't talk warmly.

So, after a few words, the female rider put on her helmet again and was ready to get on the bus and leave.

"Don't hurry to go. My name is Ma Yiming. The horse of a thousand mile horse makes an amazing sound. Can you tell me your name and give me your contact information? I really want to find a cyclist to ride with."

Seeing that the female rider was leaving, Ma Yiming was also anxious. He wanted to go up and hold each other.

Boom, boom

After the special engine roared and roared, it quieted down again. It still stared at Ma Yiming with an invisible helmet for a long time.

Looking at Ma Yiming, he nodded sincerely and continued to repeat, "do you have a chance to ride together another day?"

"Do you have paper and pen?"

Perhaps moved by Ma Yiming's sincerity, the female rider suddenly said.

"Is the mobile phone OK?"

Excited, excited and happy, he took out his mobile phone and opened the memo.

He knew that the opportunity came, as long as the other party left something, as long as he didn't lose contact.