Lucky hit

Han Haodong just wants to go racing for fun, he has always been arrogant and confident, and he doesn't pay attention to a man who is several years older than him.

Suburban roads in the dark, with wide open roads and twists and turns, are really good places for drag racing.

The two cars that were parked at the same time did not start, and the brightly colored metallic paint on the body was glowing with a metallic luster under the lights of occasional passing vehicles.

Under normal circumstances, if you are caught by the traffic police while drag racing, you will be in some trouble, so Han Haodong plans to make a quick decision.

He turned his head to look at Zheng Bonian in the car next to him, his expression was still full of anger: "Go through the left road and stop at the first lower intersection. It's okay, three straights and three curves."

Zheng Bonian did not hesitate: "Okay."

Han Haodong reached out and pressed open the storage drawer, poured out a piece of solid chewing gum inside and put it in his mouth. This was a little hobby of his.He thinks that the fast and refreshing taste is the best match.

Zheng Bonian fastened his seat belt again, and Han Haodong's feeling that he didn't pay attention to him made him very uncomfortable. He tried his best to show that kid what it means to be ginger or old.

Thinking about who Zheng Bonian was abroad before, there was nothing he dared not try.In addition to drag racing, bungee jumping, deep-water diving, winter swimming, rock climbing, skydiving, surfing... everything is good.Half of the American blood flowed in his bones, which made him enjoy the stimulation of challenging the limit even more.

After moving the company's headquarters back to China, he has been busy with his career. In his spare time, his passion and fighting spirit are almost exhausted by leisure sports such as golf.Sitting in the running car at this time, his blood also boiled.

There is basically a warm-up before the regular drag racing competition, to test the performance of the car and the proficiency of the driver.There is no need for their private amateur discussions.

Han Haodong was chewing gum, and the diamond earring on his left ear was shining with every movement of his cheeks. He still had the same makeup as when he was just recording the show, and now his whole face was even more charming under the reflection of the car lights.

I saw him tilting his head and grinning as he drove the car out. The blue body was light and fast, and he made a sharp U-turn not far ahead, followed by a handsome tail flick. The burnt smell is clearly audible.The whole process is beautiful and neat.

Zheng Bonian saw it, and the corner of his mouth twitched, knowing that Han Haodong was demonstrating to him.He drove the car over calmly, got out of the window and probed: "Then we can start now."

Han Haodong was very annoyed at being ignored for being cool, he adjusted the angle of the car, looked sideways at Zheng Bonian, and rushed out without hesitation.

Four dazzling beams of light flashed quickly on the dark road, piercing the night sky, accompanied by the sound of turbocharged turbos from far and near.

The handsome man is paired with a sports car, and they refuse to give way to each other, but no one is watching, otherwise it will definitely ignite the passion of the audience.

On the straight road, two sports cars, one red and one blue, are moving side by side at high speed, like two colorful ghosts speeding through.

The road scenes on both sides have already turned into brilliant rays of light, as beautiful as shooting stars in the haze.

But neither is in the mood for appreciation, their focus is on the front.The high-speed car body cuts the air like a sharp knife, and the strong airflow hits the front window of the car whistling.

It is very difficult to overtake on the straight road. Han Haodong intends to pass the red Maserati next to him at the first corner, seize the opportunity to adjust before the corner, and cut into fourth gear. The speed of the car is 190km/h.

But Zheng Bonian's car body tightly pressed Han Haodong's, preventing him from trying to overtake.Half of the car always appeared in time for Han Haodong to overtake.As if he always knew where Han Haodong was going to overtake, he controlled the direction and speed calmly, with a smile on his handsome side face.

At the second corner, Han Haodong struggled again, but was still stopped by Zheng Bonian.

This is a nearly 90-degree corner. Zheng Bonian spun vigorously and drifted through the corner.

Skillful handling allowed him to surpass Han Haodong by one and a half cars, and at the last straight bend, he felt that Han Haodong was catching up behind him.

The sound of the turbo depressurization shattered the silence of the road in the night, Han Haodong still increased the speed in the old way, and his arm was resolute when shifting gears, he didn't want to lose to that stinky cameraman.

There is a kind of belief that he must fight for the winner, so he can't care about the danger of the car getting out of control, and fires all the way.

Zheng Bonian stared at the smear of blue that was gradually catching up from the rear view mirror, estimated the speed, and cursed secretly, this kid is crazy, this is not racing, this is killing.

Only at this moment did he deeply understand that Han Haodong's violent temper was really a headache, he sighed helplessly, and then lowered the gear without showing any signs.

Han Haodong, who was running extremely fast, couldn't care less about Zheng Bonian's car that slowed down a bit. He was congratulating himself for his coolness.

At the last corner, he had already led by five or six meters, and passed the agreed finish line before Zheng Bonian.The steering wheel turned straight, and the brake pads were clicked. Due to the speed of the car, and the sudden slam on the brakes when cornering, the front wheels of the whole car were almost stationary, and the rear wheels stopped in place after drawing a semicircle. One point is bound to rub the metal fence on the side of the road.

When he was still in shock, the Maserati behind him drove over and made a 7000-degree drift at 5 rpm and 360 mph, and finally the car stopped in front as steadily as Mount Tai.The whole movement was done in one go, and the sharp friction between the tires and the road surface caused white smoke to rise.

To be honest, such an exaggerated and difficult drift has been shown by a good friend of Han Haodong before, and this is the second time he has seen it in so many years.In my heart, I have some admiration for the surname Zheng, but it is only a flash.With hindsight, he suddenly realized that Zheng Bonian gave way to him just after turning the corner.

The mood of being let was worse than the mood of being won. He sat in the driving seat and smashed the steering wheel.

The two cars stopped facing each other, and with the sound of the door being opened, a pair of Italian haute couture cow-yellow leather shoes stepped out first.

Zheng Bonian closed the car door and walked to Han Haodong's car, leaning on the car with folded arms, staring at the people in the car.

Han Haodong was also looking at him, his dark eyes were full of charming luster, Zheng Bonian sighed secretly, he was really defeated by this kid's evil charm.

With a magnetic and serious tone: "You won, I am willing to bet and admit defeat. Tell me, what do you want?"

After Han Haodong got out of the car, he slammed the door: "Don't think I didn't see it, you let me, so it doesn't count."

Zheng Bonian was a little surprised that he was spotted.

After being silent for a while, he took out the cigarette case from his trousers pocket, shook out a cigarette and handed it to Han Haodong.

Han Haodong didn't reach out to take it, he was still chewing gum.

Zheng Bonian was smoking a cigarette, and the sound of the silver Dupont lighter popping open was crisp and sweet, but the smoke was faint but could not cover his deep eyes, tall nose bridge and thin lips, white shirt cuffs casually rolled up to the crook of his arm, raising his hand The movement of holding a cigarette is natural yet gentlemanly and elegant.

Han Haodong quickly looked away, put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned against the car behind him, crossed his long legs, and looked at the lake not far away: "Why me?"

"I don't want to win you."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Zheng Bonian exhaled smoke and posted it: "I want to be behind you."

Han Haodong was befuddled by these words, he frowned and swept over: "What do you mean?"

Zheng Bo smiled young: "I said that I want to stand behind you. No matter what problems I encounter, I want to face them with you. Give me a chance."

Han Haodong sneered: "You are used to saying this to other men."

"How could it be?" Zheng Bonian put his arm around Han Haodong's shoulder: "You are the first."

Han Haodong is by no means a master who will obey after listening to sweet words. He waved his arm, opened the hand on his shoulder and turned to open the door: "Now that I'm done, I'm going back."

Zheng Bonian pressed his hand to open the door, "Have you seen the sunrise?"

Han Haodong was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what Zheng Bonian was going to say.

"Would you like to watch the sunrise?" Zheng Bonian raised his hand to look at his watch: "There are about four hours left, waiting for such a wonderful natural wonder, I think the perspective here is good."

Han Haodong felt that this idea was a bit crazy, whether Zheng Bonian had an occupational disease, who would be crazy to stay awake and wait for the sunrise, he still insisted on leaving.

Zheng Bonian didn't stop him this time, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, lowered his head and stomped it out with his foot, and said calmly: "You only have this energy, don't you always laugh at me for being five years older than you? Now, how young are you? I think you are better than me in this regard.”

After hearing this, Han Haodong frowned slightly, opened the car door and got in the car, putting his long legs in: "Don't think I'm afraid of you, isn't it just to watch the sunrise, just wait."

Zheng Bonian held back his smile and still leaned against the front of Han Haodong's car, quietly looking at the distant lake and trees in the night.

The night wind blows the neckline, I don't know how long I sat there.From time to time, he would look back at the people in the car who were listening to music with headphones and eyes closed.

The corner of Zheng Bonian's mouth curved back and looked away. This is probably considered to be with the person he likes. Even if there is no communication or jokes, it still makes people happy.