He rode a motorcycle and crashed the plane.

Chapter 37 37. Victory for the motorcycle gang!

Seeing that he was so unlucky, everyone present couldn't help but secretly said: "Bad luck!"

Of course Wang Haiying herself knew that this time the embarrassment was huge.

I just sat down on the ground and started crying.

As for the woman who was standing next to him, she also looked at her at a distance.

There was no way, there were too many people watching.

In addition, there were many melon-eating people at the scene.

Everyone took out their mobile phones and took pictures of him.

Under such circumstances, it was strange that anyone dared to approach him.

And Bai Ge and other people he called over all had their faces flushed.

"What the hell are you doing? You really don't live up to expectations!"

After complaining, Baige turned to look at Xu Jia and continued: "We were deceived by him, brother, I'm sorry!"

These words are naturally used to give in.

When you come out to play, you must admit your mistakes and stand upright when you are beaten.

"We are both members of the Route 18 Club, and we don't know him that well."

As he talked, he regretted coming to help him more and more.

Regardless of whether he explained it clearly or not, this person was completely embarrassed by Wang Haiying.

When Xu Jia heard the name of this club, he was quite familiar with it.

As far as Chengdu is concerned, this is also the largest club.

But looking at Wang Haiying who was still lying on the ground, he couldn't help but curl his lips and said, "Your club is really not picky about food."

To be honest, before this, he was still a little curious about the supercar club.

After all, it should be somewhat fun for a group of like-minded people to play cars together.

But now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

"Ah this."

Hearing this, Baige couldn't find a chance to refute at all.

And Xu Jia didn't intend to continue to entangle with them. He immediately shrugged and said: "My brother is still a novice, and he has a psychological shadow after being frightened by him."

"10 yuan for mental damages is not excessive, right?"

"Not too much." Baige nodded.

He has finally thought about it now. If Wang Haiying is so unsatisfactory, he will definitely never see her again in the club.

Naturally, there is no need to leave any room for him.

No matter what Xu Jia's conditions are, just agree and that's it.

As for the problem that Wang Haiying cannot afford?
Now he is completely out of his control!
“And so many of my motorcycle friends come from far away, so it’s not too much to fill up the tank for them, right?”

"Of course, we will go out later and fill up all the 98s!"

Seeing the other party's attitude, Xu Jia was still very satisfied.

He immediately turned around and said, "Brother Wuji, collect the money and then we leave."

"Ah, good."

Li Wuji and others are still in a state of confusion.

When he had just gathered the courage to come down, he was already prepared to be taught a lesson by the other party.

I just didn't expect that things would take a complete turn since these tough motorcycle men appeared.

The person who bullied him was so frightened that he could still get [-] yuan in mental damages without saying anything?
This is too outrageous!
Of course, he knew that all this was caused by Xu Jia's presence.Therefore, my admiration for my roommate has grown to the next level.

There is no way, as peers, the gap between them is really too big!
Especially his calmness when encountering difficulties made Li Wuji feel that he could learn for a lifetime.

What happened next was much simpler.

Wang Haiying knew that there was no room for improvement, so she could only apologize profusely and transfer the money to Li Wuji's account.

The income of 10 yuan also made him speechless.

Seeing that everything was done, Baige said with a smile: "Brother Xu, are you a motorcycle player? Have you been to the airport expressway recently?"

In fact, he was full of curiosity just now.

After being in the Chengdu car circle for so long, he can be considered a relatively good driver.

So I also have some knowledge about motorcycles.

Before this, no one had ever had such appeal.

After giving the order, dozens of tough men on motorcycles rushed over. This scene was really rare.

Combined with the recent major events in the Chengdu-level car circle, the question of who Xu Jia is is about to come out.

"Well, go."

Xu Jia had no intention of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, so he admitted it openly and openly.

"Damn it, it's really you! You're so awesome!"

Even though he was mentally prepared, Bai Ge couldn't help but widen his eyes.

All kinds of information about the airplane racing guy immediately came to mind.

For example, a motorcycle costs 300 million, or a motorcycle worth hundreds of thousands is directly sold in the live broadcast room.

Then he turned to look at the RS6-R next to him, and he couldn't help but feel glad that he had not offended the other person.

After all, their motorcycle costs 300 million, and their sports car costs several million. They are completely different concepts.

Xu Jia was not surprised by his reaction.

But considering that there were so many onlookers nearby, he didn't plan to say anything here.

He immediately waved his hand and said, "Let's go back to school!"

Then, dozens of motorcycle riders almost uniformly put on their helmets and pressed the ignition button of their cars.

The sound of "boom, boom, boom" came again.

And the roar at such a close distance made many people feel like their scalps were about to be lifted off.

"Awesome!!"

"The motorcycle battled the sports car, and the motorcycle won!"

Bai Ge and others were also infected by this atmosphere, and they all hurriedly got into the car.

Soon, a convoy of more than a dozen sports cars and thirty or forty motorcycles appeared on the streets of Rongcheng.

What surprised everyone was that the first car didn't seem to be a very impressive car.

Instead... it's an Audi.

And soon, he drove directly into a gas station and surrounded the gas station.

The most excited people right now are the motorcycle riders following behind.

In front of sports car owners, they have never been so proud as they are today.

Today's scene can even be said to be a victory for the motorcycle gang!

"Hmm, 98# gasoline, it smells so good!"

(End of this chapter)