Li Shao's little charming wife A exploded

Chapter 16 Everyone is welcome, let's play together!

The teenager showed great interest in what they said just now, and raised his lips slightly, "You said there is a prize of 10 yuan in the competition?"

"Correct!"

The boy raised his eyebrows, "Time?"

"10:30 p.m."

The boy's bright eyes flickered under the light, "Where?"

The other party stared at the young man's exquisite face, his mouth seemed to have a sense of self-consciousness, and he told the truth what he knew, "Panlong Mountain Highway Exit."

"Thank you!" The boy blinked at him with his left eye, dropped the club in his hand and walked away.

The man who answered the question raised his hand to cover his heart, and looked at the direction the boy left for a long time, unable to regain his senses, "That brat winks at me, why does my heart beat faster?"

But probably no one would have thought that this young man who was killing people in the billiard room was not a man at all, she was Chu Yanhuan who left the Li family today.

After learning about tonight's Panlongshan game from the clubhouse, she took a taxi directly to the car rental company.

Chu Yanhuan is a public figure, and the paparazzi know exactly what her car looks like.

In order to avoid trouble, after leaving Li's house, she drove the car back to the garage, then changed her outfit, and has been in this clubhouse until now.

But playing billiards is too slow to win money, so she still goes racing to win some big money to spend!

The night was cool and starry.

In the outer suburbs, at the entrance of Panlongshan Highway.

More than a dozen refitted sports cars lined up at the mountain crossing. Those who play sports cars are all the super rich second generation of the imperial capital, and the value of each car is above seven figures.

Under the illumination of the street lamps, the metallic luster of the painted front of the sports car seems to have the brilliance of RMB, and the scene is quite spectacular.

After all the contestants got on the car, the referee held the starting gun in one hand and a small red flag in the other, "Everyone on their positions! Get ready—"

"Wait a moment!"

Before the referee could pull the trigger, a crisp sound suddenly sounded behind him.

Accompanied by a beam of bright light, a dazzling orange Harley locomotive broke into everyone's sight.

With a beautiful sudden stop, the Harley motorcycle stopped firmly in front of the referee.

Chu Yanhuan in the car changed into a cool black dress again, and her two beautiful legs were straight and slender under the black leather pants.

She was wearing an orange helmet, and others couldn't see her face clearly.

Her attire is very neutral, and motorcycles are a hot-blooded but dangerous sport, so it is natural for her to think that she is a boy.

Chu Yanhuan put one foot on the ground, looked sideways at the referee through the helmet, "I'm not late, am I?"

The referee raised his wrist to check the time, it was exactly 10:30.

"No."

"That's good." Chu Yanhuan turned the front of the car, parked the motorcycle at the farthest position, turned her head and said to the referee, "It's time to start."

The referee looked at her locomotive and felt a little embarrassed, "We have a racing car here, yours..."

Under the helmet, Chu Yanhuan raised the corners of her mouth, "Why, am I not driving a car?"

In fact, she did intend to rent a sports car to compete.

But the money won tonight is only enough to rent a motorcycle, what can she do?
"Although yours is also a car, but..."

Chu Yanhuan raised her eyelids, and interrupted him in a cool tone, "Then there is nothing to say, let's start the competition!"

The referee couldn't decide, so after thinking about it, he walked up to a sports car in the convoy and asked for instructions, "Young Master Jiang, what do you think we should do with this person?"

The man in the cab of the sports car lazily raised his eyelids, and the peach blossom eyes behind the night vision goggles swept in the direction of Chu Yanhuan, "Everyone is welcome, let's play together."

"Yes."

The referee returned to his original position, pointed the starting gun in his right hand at the night sky, and counted down loudly, "Three! Two! One! Start!"

'Boom! '

At the moment when the gunshots sounded, more than a dozen sports cars sped along the road like meteors, heading for the mountain pass of Panlong Mountain.

(End of this chapter)