This Damned Thirst for Survival

Without wasting time, after contacting Ge Wuchen to ask him to cooperate. Before dinner, Jiang Luo and Wen Ren even drove the locomotive and left.

The two of them went straight to the outskirts. On the expressway, Jiang Luo quickly tested the feel of the test locomotive and was familiar with the feeling of pressing a car. Listening to a violent and shocking roar, and looking at the scenery passing by, the adrenaline soared, Jiang Luo felt the long-lost invigoration, and the suppressed blood burst out.

He smelled the gasoline, ran all the way to the winding road, and drove straight to the top of the mountain.

A dozen motorcycles have been parked on the top of the mountain. These motorcycles are colorful and dazzling, and almost every car has been modified and designed. The car owners stood next to each other in twos and threes chatting, and there was a group of beauties who didn't wear much clothes, wanted to be beautiful or not to be warm, and got together to talk and laugh.

Jiang Luo and Wen Renlian parked the car aside. Wen Renlian pointed to a man with a tiger tattoo inside the owner and said, "His name is Liu Qi. The race here belongs to his team. He is the leader here. "

Wen Renlian took him to find Liu Qi with a light tone, "In recent years, motorcycle racing has become more and more famous. It used to be purely technical, but now it has added gambling. Gambling on money or female companions and male companions, as well as other things. Yes, it’s getting bigger and bigger."

While they were talking, Liu Qi also saw them, and walked over with a male partner in his arms, "Rare guest, Wenren."

He stretched out his hand and shook Wen Ren severely, then turned to look at Jiang Luo.

Liu Qi looked fierce, but the male companion in his arms looked handsome. He impatiently earned Liu Qi's hand, and then looked at Jiang Luo and Wen Ren with slanted eyes. This is Zheng Ning, the boyfriend Liu Qixin hooked up with. His eyes were so refreshing that he had seen Wen Renlian and Jiang Luo's body, just like buying a grocery store and looking at the goods.

Wen Renlian introduced, "This is my buddy Jiang Luo, I want to run with him tonight."

After Liu Qi looked up and down Jiang Luo, he looked at his car, "Okay, welcome. But there are still people who are not here, so you have to wait, do you want to find someone to accompany you on a familiar and familiar road?"

"Let me take a look." Jiang Luo glanced at the car and saw an acquaintance. "Isn't that Fu Wei?"

As soon as he spoke, Zheng Ning looked at him. Jiang Luo's charm was not empty. Zheng Ning couldn't move his eyes when he looked at him, and his mood was complicated. When facing Jiang Luo's jealousy and defensiveness, looking at Jiang Luo's face, he almost couldn't maintain the arrogance on his face. At the same time, he felt that Jiang Luo didn't look like the one below, and should have a relationship with him not a competitor.

He pretended to answer Liu Qi, "Yes, that's the big star. He recently came to our city to record the show, and he will come to play at night when he is free. Do you know him?"

"A little friendship," Jiang Luo smiled at Zheng Ning, "If you want his signature, I can take you to find him."

Zheng Ning felt calm as soon as he said this. In his opinion, Jiang Luo was obviously showing his favor. Zheng Ning had been pursued by many men. He was sure that Jiang Luo was an interesting suggestion to him. Although Jiang Luo was too beautiful, he was not the type he liked. But being greeted by such a good-looking man satisfies his vanity.

He reserved and said: "Then go, I kind of like this star."

Liu Qi didn't care, patted Zheng Ning's ass, and let him follow Jiang Luo away.

Few people who come here will not notice Fu Wei, because Fu Wei is so outstanding that he is as conspicuous as a spotlight among ordinary people.

He was leaning on his heavy locomotive, lowered his head and smoking a cigarette in silence, with curly hair covering the corners of his eyes. Cross your legs and step on leather boots. There was a lot of emptiness around, and no one talked to him, making Fu Wei look very inaccessible.

Jiang Luo has not seen Fu Wei since he retired from the "Next Stop, Idol" program, but he can occasionally get news of him. Fu Wei made his debut with the fault's votes in the C place. He was in a mess when he first debuted. The resources had already dumped a few blocks from other teams, and he was already a famous celebrity.

Hearing the footsteps, Fu Wei raised his head and looked at him blankly. He was taken aback when he saw Jiang Qiang, his face changed slightly. He stood up straight, his voice low, "Jiang Huan."

Zheng Ning glanced at Jiang Luo, isn't he called Jiang Luo?

"Long time no see," Jiang Luomian didn't change his face, "I listened to your new song a few days ago, it's very nice."

Fu Wei raised an eyebrow noncommittal, "Thank you."

Unbelievable people would say thank you, and Fu Wei became polite.

Jiang Luo said, "Do you have time to sign your fans?"

Fu Wei looked at Zheng Ning and nodded.

But Zheng Ning didn't have a pen and paper. He smiled and said to Fu Wei: "I don't have a pen, handsome guy, do you have it?"

Fu Wei frowned and took out a signature pen from the car. Zheng Ning turned his back to Fu Wei and pulled his sweater, "You can sign it directly on my back."

Fu Wei lowered his head to write, and the smell of engine oil on his body got into Zheng Ning's nose, almost making Zheng Ning's legs soft. He couldn't help but looked back at Fu Wei, his face suddenly flushed.

He likes this better than Qi Jiang Luo.

After Fu Wei finished writing his signature, he threw the pen away and put his dark eyes on Jiang Luo again, "Compete with me?"

Jiang Luo readily agreed, "Come on."

The two got into the car and rushed down the mountain from the top of the mountain. The Panshan Road is dangerous. It is approaching dusk now, the light is not so good, and the street lights are not on again. However, the two locomotives rushed out without hesitation like an off-string arrow, and the engines roared and vibrated.

When Jiang Luo came up, he deliberately observed the road conditions on Panshan Road. At the moment, he had a bottom line and the speed of the car was steadily accelerating. Fu Wei and him were able to keep abreast at the beginning, but he was scrupulous in the corner when he slowed down and was overtaken by Jiang Luo.

Halfway up the mountain, two locomotives flashed past.

On the straight road, Fu Wei caught up with Jiang Luo again. He drove the locomotive to shoulder with Jiang Luo, and the metal voice in the helmet was dull, "You have solved the faceless ghost who followed me."

Jiang Luo replied loudly: "Yes. Do you want to thank me?"

Fu Wei was silent for a while, and his speed slowed down, letting Jiang Luo go ahead.

The race was over quickly, and Fu Wei lost half of Jiang Luo's body. Jiang Luo took off his helmet, his sweat made his hair stick to his neck, and the sultry breath in the helmet made his face flush with excitement. The Panshan Road was very exciting to run, but Jiang Luo's mood was not very good, because he could see that Fu Wei had lost to him deliberately.

Such behavior caused Jiang Luo's high-pitched mood to drop to the bottom.

Fu Wei also sweated on his forehead, and he threw a cigarette to Jiang Luo, "What do you want to ask for?"

They are the match, and Fu Wei, as the loser, must pay something.

Jiang Luo calmed down while blowing the mountain breeze, and suddenly asked, "Do you have many fans?"

Fu Wei looked at him faintly, and counted.

Jiang Luo raised his lips, "Okay, I remember. Now there is nothing I want, I will tell you after I think about it."

This request is actually excessive, because there is no guarantee what conditions Jiang Luo will put forward in the future. But Fu Wei did not hesitate. He lowered his head and lit the fire, smoke overflowing from the corners of his cold lips, "Yeah."

Jiang Luo was a little surprised when he saw him agree so simply and neatly. Although Fu Wei still smokes and is withdrawn, his temper is much better than before. But after thinking about it, Jiang Luo just slapped it over. Fu Wei used to pretend to be that invincible, most likely to keep others away from him, so as not to be stared at by the faceless ghost hiding in the dark.

The two of them finished smoking and returned to the top of the mountain. After knowing that Fu Wei had lost to Jiang Luo, Liu Qi's male companion looked at Jiang Luo in disbelief for a while. On Luo's body, his eyes were still looking at Fu Wei.

The title also changed, "Brother Jiang, have you started the car for many years?"

"Did it before," Jiang Luo saw what Zheng Ning was thinking, but his expression remained unchanged, even more patient, and his smile made people dizzy. "I haven't touched it for a while, and his hands are a little bit raw."

He didn't lie either. After Jiang Luo was abandoned by his mother, he completely freed himself. During adolescence, he indulged a lot, smoking and drinking, dancing on the motorcycle, Jiang Luo playing while earning money, smoking addiction was raised at that time of.

Zheng Ning absent-mindedly said: "Then you are really amazing..."

Wen Renlian took a bottle of water and threw it to Jiang Luo, and asked in a low voice, "Is he coming soon?"

Jiang Luo Zhao Wenren raised his fingers and hissed.

They waited for a few minutes, and heard a masculine engine shake, and a sports car came to the top of the mountain.

Liu Qi's expression changed when he saw the license plate, and he hurried up to meet him. He leaned on the car window and said a few words to someone. Two people got out of the car.

Walking ahead is the rich second-generation who used to drag racing in the past, with first-class car skills, and his name is Wang Shao. He hadn't played a locomotive for a long time, and Liu Qi was still taken on the road by him.

Behind Wang Shao followed a strange man in a coat. He walked casually, observing his surroundings with interest. A pair of dark eyes are gloomy, and a bit strangely penetrating.

He is tall and looks superb, looking down, it is also very impressive there...

Zheng Ning stared at the man in a daze, his heartbeat "pang pang" speeding up. He seemed to see a murderer or a surviving corpse approaching, instinctively trembling and scared, but his spirit was fascinated and excited.

This dangerous and charming contradiction made Zheng Ning totally unbearable, and it was simply stronger than the impact that Fu Wei gave him. Zheng Ning's breathing quickened, and the next moment, he saw the man looking at him, and a cold smile was aroused at him.

Zheng Ning felt chills all over, and his legs trembled uncontrollably, but he still held on and smiled back.

He couldn't help thinking while shaking: It's so beautiful...

At this moment, Zheng Ning suddenly covered a hand behind his back. Turning his head to look, Jiang Luo patted him on the back, "Are you okay?"

Zheng Ning was also taken aback when looking at Jiang Luo's face that didn't know when he was leaning very close to him. Suddenly a great vanity surged in his heart. Jiang Luo showed his favor once he saw him in person, and cared about him so much. The strange man was smiling at him just now, and when he met two of the best in one day, Zheng Ning had to sigh what good luck he was.

Jiang Luo's concern made him very useful, and his voice softened a lot, "It's okay."

If Zheng Ning was asked to choose a person to stay overnight, he would choose the strange man who moved his heart. However, he was willing to give Jiang Luo his own contact information.

Jiang Luo didn't seem to see Chi You walking towards him. He looked at Zheng Ning intently, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up: "It's okay."

Zheng Ning blushed suddenly.

But no one found out.

The black-haired youth had a **** and beautiful side face smeared with sweat, facing the evil spirit approaching them.