The best lady boss

The bald head turned his head, he was startled, his face darkened immediately, and he said angrily: "A bunch of worthless guys, you go fight."

The person who yelled "Betting on Tie Jiao Niang" immediately retorted: "Brave-headed brother, when Tie Jiao Niang first joined us, you were the first to hit her up, but you were beaten by Tie Jiao Niang." After a pause, I didn’t dare to think about her anymore, and now I’m blaming us again.”

"Liu and you..." The bald head was furious when he heard the words, but he couldn't say anything to refute, so he gave Liu He a bitter look, and stopped talking.

At this time, another person shouted: "Liu He, your wife is also as beautiful as a fairy, no worse than Tie Jiaoniang, so don't make a fuss with us."

Another young man smiled and said, "Brother Xinhua, you don't know, Liu He hasn't slept with him for a month, and her wife said that if Liu He doesn't cut off the body odor, he won't be allowed to sleep with him for the rest of his life. "

"Hahahaha..." The crowd suddenly burst into laughter again, which lightened the atmosphere of you fighting for me just now, but Liu He was so angry that he blushed and his neck was thick, and cursed: "***, I didn't I know how many women I have raped by force, and there are many women around me now, that woman won’t let me go to bed, and I just don’t have to go home to pay for food.”

Yang Yesheng laughed and said: "If you don't pay your wife, you won't be afraid of others paying your wife."

"She dares, I'll chop her up." Liu He was also a ruthless master, and immediately glared at him with a vicious expression.

Yang Yesheng said with a smile: "Okay, Liu He, it's just you, you can be everyone's representative."

Liu He was overjoyed, and hurried out from the crowd, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, your eyesight is so sharp, you can tell at a glance that I am the person with the best driving skills in the club."

"I'm bah." As soon as Liu He's words came out, he immediately attracted countless voices of contempt, and the bald head cursed even more, "Liu He, you bastard, you can't speak human words, just Talking nonsense."

Liu He was not angry at all, and laughed loudly: "Brothers, I said this on purpose. I originally wanted to create a little pressure on Mr. Yang, but you destroyed it."

Yang Yesheng also smiled and said: "Okay, since Liu He is the representative, let's continue this bet. As I said just now, I lost, Xiaolan is your woman, and I will only listen to you from now on, but , if you lose, your wife will also be my woman, and you will only listen to me from now on, so this bet is fair."

"What?" Liu He finally realized that he had fallen into Yang Yesheng's trap, he was dumbfounded, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, I won't gamble, I quit."

The bald head shouted loudly: "Liu He, Mr. Yang used that kind of motorcycle to compete with you. You are so useless. It really embarrasses our club. From now on, you are no longer a member of our club." Although he didn't understand why Yang Yesheng dared to initiate this bet with such certainty, he believed that Yang Yesheng was not a fool, and it was impossible for him to give away Tie Yulan for nothing.

In the drag racing club, every member will be in danger of life, at worst, they will die, and at the slightest, they will break their arms and legs. Therefore, those who can join the drag racing club have a very strong interest in drag racing, and they can't give up. Otherwise, the family members will be able to persuade them to quit.

Therefore, when the bald head said that he would kick Liu He out of the club, he was even more annoyed than others bullying his wife, and immediately yelled: "Who says I dare not bet, just bet. If you can’t win, you don’t have to mess around here in the future.”

"Okay, have courage." Yang Yesheng shouted, nodded, and said, "Big guy, be a witness. If I lose, Xiaolan will be Liu He's woman. If Liu He loses, his woman will be Liu He's wife." mine."

Since the establishment of the Xiaocheng City Drag Racing Club, competitions have been very common, and every time there is a lottery, but this is the first time to bet on women.

As I said just now, not to mention Yang Yesheng's driving skills, but in terms of motorcycles alone, Yang Yesheng will undoubtedly lose.However, Yang Yesheng was calm and composed from the beginning to the end, as if he had a good chance of winning. This group of people couldn't help but wondered what kind of certainty Yang Yesheng would have to win.

The bald head was also suspicious, and immediately shouted: "The game is established, Mr. Yang, Liu He, you start preparing, the game will officially start in 5 minutes."

Tie Yulan immediately pulled Yang Yesheng aside, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Yang, how can you compete with them? Didn't you kill me? I would rather die than compete with that Liu!" Peaceful."

Yang Yesheng smiled and said: "You are so beautiful, how could I be willing to give you to another man, I am sure of victory."

This sentence was a bit ambiguous, Tie Yulan blushed pretty, but she didn't really believe it, and hurriedly asked: "How can we win?"

Yang Yesheng blinked at her, and said with a smile: "Secret, I assure you, I will definitely win Liu He's wife over."

Tie Yulan's pretty face turned even redder, and she muttered softly, "Why are you winning someone else's wife?"

The voice was very low, but Yang Yesheng could hear it clearly, and said with a smile: "Of course I will sleep for one night, and then I will give it back to him. I have so many women, do I really have to take another one?"

"You..." Tie Yulan couldn't help crying and laughing, winning someone's wife and returning it to someone after just sleeping for one night, what is this called.

At this time, the bald head shouted loudly: "The motorcycle is in place, and the race will start in one minute. Please Mr. Yang and Liu He get ready."

Yang Yesheng patted Tie Yulan's shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't lose, just watch a good show."

Tie Yulan knew she couldn't persuade Yang Yesheng, so she sighed and nodded.

Although Yang Yesheng was sure that he would win, Tie Yulan was still uneasy, because Yang Yesheng could afford to lose, but she couldn't afford to lose.

Yang Yesheng came to the starting line, supported Tie Yulan's police motorcycle, started the ignition, stepped on the gas pedal, and went straight to the end. With a "boom", the motorcycle made a dull engine sound.

After hearing this, Liu He couldn't help laughing and said, "Mr. Yang, this is the biggest throttle. The maximum speed is one hundred and one per hour. You will lose this time."

Yang Yesheng was so sure that Liu He thought that this police motorcycle had been remodeled, but now that he heard the sound of the engine, Liu He no longer had any worries. Compared with a motorcycle with a top speed of 180, the difference of 75 yards has completely determined the outcome of this match.

The members of the drag racing club are all people who understand cars, especially motorcycles. No one doubts that Liu He's words are wild words, because they all think so, Yang Yesheng's motorcycles are too out.

Yang Yesheng smiled and said: "That's not necessarily the case, let's talk about it after the game."

Liu He sneered and said: "It seems that Mr. Yang doesn't give up when he sees the Yellow River. Okay, then I will compete with you. Don't worry, Mr. Yang. Although my car is good, I won't be in the tortoise and the hare. That proud rabbit's."

Yang Yesheng ignored Liu He, let out a hey, raised his legs and got on the motorcycle, even throwing his helmet to Tie Yulan.

Tie Yulan was about to persuade Yang Yesheng to put on the helmet, but Yang Yesheng waved her hand at her, Tie Yulan stopped talking, looked down, this helmet was for women, she was fine wearing it, how could Yang Yesheng I can wear it.

"Get ready, start." With the bald man shouting loudly, the red flag in his hand was slammed down, Liu He flew out like a cheetah, and Yang Yesheng was obviously half a beat behind him.

He was behind at the beginning, and then Liu He quickly reached the highest speed, rushing forward at a speed of 180 yards, while Yang Yesheng also reached the highest speed in the shortest time, but only 110 yards, slow a lot.

Although 110 yards was much slower than 180 yards, the speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, Liu He and Yang Yesheng faded out of everyone's sight and disappeared into the boundless darkness.

The bald man sighed and said, "Tie Jiao Niang, I'm afraid you will be in trouble this time."

In a drag racing competition, the start is very important. Not only can it open a certain distance, but it will also make the mentality of the two people different. The former is relaxed, and the latter is anxious.

Tie Yulan's face was livid, she clenched her fists tightly, snorted coldly, stared ahead, and said nothing.

The bald head knew that Tie Yulan was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to say anything, and looked into the distance, but he couldn't see anything.

Taking the lead from the very beginning, Liu He was overjoyed, but he didn't dare to relax. He still rushed forward at the maximum throttle, no matter what happened to Yang Yesheng behind him, but he could feel that Yang Yesheng was getting farther and farther away from him up.

"Pfft..." Just as Liu He was complacent, he fantasized about pressing Tie Yulan on his body and trampling him fiercely, in order to vent the contempt that Tie Yulan had always looked down on him, but suddenly there was a strange sound behind him, Then Liu He felt that Yang Yesheng's motorcycle was getting closer and closer to him. He couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly looked back, only to find that Yang Yesheng was catching up like a sharp arrow.

How could this happen? Liu He was shocked. He didn't understand why a motorcycle with a speed of 110 yards would have a speed of more than 200 yards.

Motorcycles, 180 yards, are basically the speed of the world's highest engine technology. More than 200 yards is simply impossible, and that is the speed only cars have.

However, time has not allowed Liu He to think too much, and Yang Yesheng quickly surpassed him.

Liu He heard that, amidst the muffled sound of the engine, there was another strange sound, which was the "poof" just now, but it continued all the time.

What kind of sound was this? Liu He was very puzzled. The sound was very familiar, but motorcycles should not make such a sound. It was definitely not the noise of the engine.

Yang Yesheng seemed to be able to imagine Liu He's shock, and he was secretly proud, hey, Liu He, Liu He, even if you guess your head, you will never be able to figure it out. Your racing depends on the car, and I rely on the fart.

Fart, if Liu He heard Yang Yesheng's thoughts, he would suddenly realize that the "poof" sound was the sound of farting.