my hot lady boss

Chapter 754
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 promise you."

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, there was a strange sound behind him, and then Liu He felt that Yang Yesheng's motorcycle was getting closer and closer to him, so he couldn't help being surprised, and hurriedly looked back , but found 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.

In fact, it's not that Liu He didn't think of this, after all, the sound of farting is very familiar in life.

It's just that Yang Yesheng's fart was too long, and it didn't stop. From the time he started accelerating until he passed Liu He and was ahead of Liu He, it took about ten seconds, but how can there be a long fart of more than ten seconds? So after having this idea, Liu He immediately denied it.

There is also a crucial factor, that is, how much power can the fart have, can it increase the power of the motorcycle by half?
But Yang Yesheng did it. He opened his mouth and kept sucking in air. Under the action of the seven-color beads string, it was transformed into a fart, accompanied by a huge momentum, which increased his speed by half.

If I told this to anyone, I am afraid no one would believe it, because if a person’s farts really have such a strong motivation and can be released continuously for a long time, wouldn’t it be possible for him to soar into the sky while sitting on the ground and farting? up.

However, no matter how hard Liu He tried, he still couldn't catch up with Yang Yesheng, and the distance was getting farther and farther away, making him so anxious that he was sweating all over, but he could only stare blankly.

Suddenly, Liu He's heart skipped a beat, he hurriedly slowed down the car, made a U-turn abruptly, and went back the same way.

The track for drag racing motorcycles is actually a line, about [-] kilometers, and then turn back, adding up to [-] kilometers. At [-] kilometers away from the starting line, there is a red flag, which is the turning point.

Usually, when everyone races motorcycles, the prizes are not big, that is, eating, singing, and so on. It doesn’t cost much, so everyone abides by the rules during the race, and they won’t turn back until they reach the turn-back point.

However, this time the gamble was too high, and Liu He couldn't afford it, so he cheated and turned back about seven or eight kilometers away from the turning point.

Liu He thought to himself, hum, I was the one who took the lead at the start, and no one would suspect anything when I go back later. Even if the surname Yang said that I was cheating, I just have to die and refuse to admit it, and he can't do anything to me. So, hum, big deal, in the end I pretended to be magnanimous and just canceled the bet on my own initiative, I guess the surname Yang would not object.

At this time, Liu He didn't dare to think about going to Tie Yulan anymore, he was already good enough to keep his wife.

"Ah..." Seeing Liu He rushing over first, Tie Yulan's face immediately changed color, and she was shocked. She had expected this result, but what she hoped more was that Yang Yesheng would be the first one as he said. come back.

The bald man sighed and said, "Tie Jiaoniang, there is nothing I can do. Mr. Yang lost, and I can't help you."

"I..." Tie Yulan regretted it to death. If she had known this, she shouldn't have trusted Yang Yesheng so much. This is good. She didn't object to the bet just now, and it's too late to object now.

"I won." Quickly rushed over, Liu He slammed on the brakes, parked the motorcycle, got off and walked towards the bald head, said something lightly, without any joy on his face.

The bald head felt a little strange. It is said that Liu He won the game, but there was no excitement on his face. This is not Liu He's character at all.

After about ten seconds, Yang Yesheng's figure began to appear, suddenly, at a speed of 110 yards per hour, and Yang Yesheng also returned.

"You..." When Yang Yesheng walked over with a good motorcycle, still smiling, Tie Yulan waited until he couldn't get angry, and said angrily, "Yang Yesheng, you did a good job, you...you are simply ..."

Yang Yesheng didn't blame Tie Yulan's attitude at all, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with me, I won."

Tie Yulan said angrily: "Are you confused? Liu He was ten seconds earlier than you."

In drag racing competitions, the general difference is only one or two seconds, and if there is a difference of five seconds, it is basically a complete defeat, but the difference between Yang Yesheng and Liu He is ten seconds, which has already broken the drag racing club. recorded.

Yang Yesheng asked Liu He with a smile, "Old Liu, how are you doing? Do you admit defeat?"

Liu He felt guilty, but he couldn't show it. He raised his chest and said loudly, "Everyone will see who loses. Obviously, I came back before you. How could I lose?"

The bald head also sighed and said: "Yes, Mr. Yang, if you lose, you lose. Even Tie Jiaoniang admits it, so why do you need to argue again?"

Yang Yesheng refused to admit defeat, which made the group of people despise him. After all, this is a taboo of the drag racing club. They can't be willing to gamble and admit defeat. It's just that they dare not make a fuss because of Yang Yesheng's status, otherwise, Yang Yesheng must have been beaten by the gang.

Yang Yesheng laughed and said: "Liu He, tell the truth, if you tell the truth now, otherwise, hehe, your wife will never be with you in this life, ah, yes, I remembered, My family still lacks a female housekeeper, which happens to be your wife's job."

"You..." Liu He was startled, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his guilt was even worse. Losing a night and losing a lifetime are completely two concepts.

To be honest, this sentence really touched Liu He's heart, and he really wanted to agree, but there was another voice in his heart that prevented him from doing so. After all, during this journey, there was no monitoring equipment, so as long as he refused to admit it, Yang Ye Sheng couldn't do anything to him either.

Having made up his mind, Liu He also said with a hey: "Mr. Yang, if you lose, you lose, and if you win, you win. It doesn't matter whether it's overnight or for a lifetime. If I, Liu He, win you, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed."

Yang Yesheng laughed loudly and said, "Okay, Liu He, since you refuse to admit it like this, I can only present evidence."

(End of this chapter)