If life could be repeated

Facing the evening breeze that had already brought the chill, Ling Feng raised the speed of the motorcycle to the extreme, Ni Xiaocui sat in his back seat, her body trembled slightly, not only cold, but also scared, as if when she turned the next corner, she would be thrown off the motorcycle by Ling Feng's extreme speed, and had to hug Ling Feng's waist in the front seat.

Ling Feng's waist is tight and thin, but the touch is cold and hard, as if it contains infinite strength.

It's a different power from Fang Chuan.

The cold wind roared and roared into their collars, pushing them as if to tear their bones apart, to bring down and crush them the warriors who dared to fight against the wind.

At the extreme, drifting speed, Ni Xiaocui heard the roar of the people coming from behind, and then she saw several more heavy motorcycles roaring, like hyenas speeding through the jungle.

At this time, Ni Xiaocui suddenly understood that it was Ling Feng who was racing with others.

But it's not a regular racing race, it's an illegal racing car, and in the dead of night, on the winding road, you occasionally see passing vehicles on this kind of road, I don't know how many dangers lurk, and if you are not careful, you may have the danger of car destruction and death.

Ni Xiaocui felt fear for the first time.

It was Ling Feng who brought her fear.

She really realized that outlaws like Ling Feng were not afraid of death at all, or rather, they had no fear of death in their eyes, they were just a group of villains who frantically challenged the limits of death.

The dark night hung around them like dark crystals.

This feeling made Ni Xiaocui even more afraid, if it was so dark, it seemed that her life would be terminated in the next moment.

Ni Xiaocui admits that she is not such a timid person, but the feeling that Ling Feng brings to her is excitement and madness.

Next were a few extremely difficult Z-shaped curves, but Ling Feng was not afraid at all, the wheels crushed the ground, almost maintaining an acute angle with the ground, tilting, and sparks sparked on the ground, Ni Xiaocui even felt that his instep was tingling, but Ling Feng had the slightest reaction.

Then, Ling Feng's body suddenly stood up again, cut through all obstacles, and rushed out of the racers in front of him, and went forward with a kind of chivalry like Don Quixote fighting a hurricane.

Ni Xiaocui had to admit that Ling Feng's riding skills were simply unbeatable.

The riders behind desperately pursued.

Ling Feng's figure leaned forward slightly, and the lines of his entire body were like bowstrings stretched to the limit, strange, giving people a smooth and graceful feeling of a cheetah crossing the jungle.

At this moment, Ni Xiaocui felt that she was conquered by Ling Feng's crazy and strong feeling.

Perhaps, people will like such a strong person, right?

She even rose up in the depths of her heart with a thumping, violently throbbing feeling.

Two fierce riders in a BMW-type off-road motorcycle, one on the left and one on the right, chased and intercepted, the wheels creaking on the ground.

When Ni Xiaocui's heart rose to his throat, Ling Feng slyly flashed left and right, breaking out from among them.

Another special corner, Ling Feng's car deftly bypassed, but the rider behind was unable to dodge, the two cars collided together, the car flew up in the air like slow motion in the movie, with a loud bang, the driver was thrown out by the speeding motorcycle, Ni Xiaocui looked back and saw the terrifying scene, and his heart almost stopped beating.

However, Ling Feng crossed the yellow line unharmed and came to a steady stop.

Ling Feng got out of the car, and Ni Xiaocui still maintained a shocked look.

Most of the onlookers were fans of Ling Feng, and they gathered around one after another.

Ling Feng stretched out his hand to her and raised his eyebrows to look at her: "Scared?"

Ni Xiaocui was supported by his arm, his face was pale, and he got out of the car trembling: "You guys...... Is this how they all play with their lives?".

Ling Feng smiled proudly: "To be my woman is to play with me." "

Ni Xiaocui: "......

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God, is it too late for me to regret it?