Fake Prodigal

Chapter 200 Dodge Tomahawk
Li Hao was nervous, wiped his face, stood up straight, pulled up Hua Yiren on the ground, looked at the burning off-road vehicle, and sighed, what a good car, it was scrapped after less than a month of driving Yes, what a pity.

Under the brilliant firelight, Hua Yiren was ashamed, slapped the dust on her dress, looked at the livid Li Hao, and quickly thought of something, and said delicately: "Don't be sad, junior, I will give you a new car."

"No need!" Li Hao walked to the fire, lifted the Harley motorcycle on the ground, sat on it lightly, started the motorcycle, and said calmly: "Sister Hua, get in the car, I will take you home!"

The Huayi people are well-behaved and pleasant, and obediently got on the motorcycle, feeling very strange, and said weakly: "Student, drive slowly, I have never ridden a motorcycle before."

"Don't worry! I've never driven a motorcycle before!" Li Hao took out his sunglasses and put them on, and stepped on the accelerator hard. The motorcycle roared violently, making a piercing beep, and rushed onto the highway like a sharp arrow. into the dark.

"Big villain, stop quickly, I can't beat you to death!" Hua Yiren was terrified, and she was so angry that she yelled loudly, and her crisp voice echoed in the night.

Li Hao was sullen, he was attacked out of nowhere, his off-road vehicle was scrapped, and he had to buy a car instead, and lost 150 million in vain, which even a billionaire couldn't afford, not to mention an unwarranted disaster.

The motorcycle was getting faster and faster, tearing through the darkness like lightning, and the speed exceeded [-] miles. Li Hao didn't know it, and kept accelerating. The foreground was hazy and flashed by.Fortunately, it was very late at night, and there were few vehicles on this road, so there was no panic.

Hua Yiren's eyes were dazzled, she felt like she was flying into the sky, her long hair was fluttering in the wind, she was overly frightened, her heart beat faster like a deer, she closed her beautiful eyes in fear, the foreground things in front of her quickly slid by, as fast as a slide show, her nervous emotions Gradually relax, the big eyes are getting bigger and bigger.

The motorcycle was like a dream, shuttling on the highway, and soon caused a chain effect. All the overtaking vehicles slowed down suddenly, looked forward in disbelief, and vaguely saw the two taillights like will-o'-the-wisps. The driver was terrified, thinking that I hit a ghost, and the timid one was so scared that he stopped the car directly.

A quarter of an hour later, the motorcycle rushed up to the top of the mountain and stopped in front of the villa area. Li Hao lit a cigarette, comfortably held it in his mouth, stared at the brightly lit villa area ahead, and sighed secretly. , are all billionaires worth over [-] million. Ordinary people are discouraged. After struggling all their lives, they still can't afford a bathroom.

Hua Yiren's eyes were closed, her head shrunk in horror, she didn't know she had arrived home, and she was still complaining in her heart: "Damn Si Diaosi, how can someone drive a motorcycle like this, it scares me to death, it's crazy!"

Five minutes later, Li Hao flicked the cigarette butt away, and smiled bitterly. It seems that the goddess was shocked. This night was too exciting. Hua Yiren was frightened and hadn't recovered yet, which is understandable.

Li Hao turned his head and looked back, and found that Hua Yi's eyes were closed, her teeth were clenched in shock, and she was sitting on the motorcycle at a loss, without any reaction.

"Ahem!" Li Hao coughed forcefully, and said in a strange tone, "Senior Hua, you're home!"

Hua Yiren opened her beautiful eyes tremblingly, looked at the familiar neighborhood, rubbed her eyes, took a closer look, waved her fists angrily, and protested loudly in displeasure.

"Bad guy, you scared me to death." Hua Yiren gasped and protested loudly, her fists raining down like raindrops.

"I'm sorry, I didn't control the speed well when I was riding a motorcycle for the first time. Next time, drive slower." Li Hao said weakly.

"Idiot! There's no next time." Hua Yi got out of the car angrily, stood on the ground with both feet, and recovered for a while without taking a step.

Hua Yiren's face was stained with rouge, she pursed her mouth shyly, looked at the complacent Li Hao, swung her fist again, and said coquettishly, "It's dead, whoever dares to ride your motorcycle again, you go to hell!"

"Damn it! You're too willful!" Li Hao was full of bitterness and scratched his head depressedly. He was also drunk and couldn't accept such a gentle girl so delicate and willful.

"You're cute, I'll let you go this time!" Hua Yiren recovered, clapped her hands, and stood there pretty, exuding a dignified and elegant ladylike air.

She glanced at Li Hao, who was obedient, and said: "Li Xuedi, remember to attend my birthday party, don't forget it!"

"I won't miss it, senior sister, don't worry!" Li Hao said.

"I'm home, bye!" Hua Yiren waved her little hand, walked quickly into the villa area, suddenly looked back, smiled sweetly, and disappeared into a villa.

"Goodbye!" Li Hao shook his arm, sat back on the motorcycle, scanned the dashboard, and was horrified to find that the maximum speed of the motorcycle had reached a terrifying [-] mph. How is this possible?

Li Hao was full of doubts, and didn't recognize the model of the motorcycle. Fortunately, he didn't want to think about it. He stepped on the accelerator suddenly, rushed to the high speed, and disappeared into the night.

Half an hour later, when Li Hao returned home, the Harley motorcycle was parked in the backyard. He took a comfortable hot shower, turned on his laptop and surfed the Internet, and quickly found the model of the motorcycle. It was the only Dodge Tomahawk that was not allowed on the road , the fastest motorcycle in legend.

Li Hao was elated and roared excitedly. This time he made a profit. The Dodge Tomahawk is very valuable and has a high collection value. It is worth at least 500 million. The long-haired monster who lost the car must have cried to death.

A burst of joyful cell phone rings, and seeing the pretty face appearing on the screen, Li Hao has a strange expression, why he forgot about Xiuxiu again, and pressed the answer button casually.

"Little greedy cat is not good at watching movies, and ran out to steal food again. I don't remember Xiuxiu!"

"The flower-sending Yiren went home and encountered a car accident, and the off-road vehicle was scrapped." Li Hao said sadly.

"You deserve it! Who told you to steal it? You're not hurt, are you? Where are you?"

"Just got home, come to Ghost Street, there is no one in my house!" Li Hao said.

"almost there!"

Looking at the messy room, Li Hao tidied it up briefly, but before it was done, there was a knock on the door in the backyard.

Li Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he ran to the backyard quickly, and opened the gate of the courtyard, why did he come so fast, he arrived as soon as he said it, did he come by rocket?
The door opened, Han Xiumei sat back in the car, started the car, and the luxurious Porsche sports car entered the backyard, and stopped slowly, next to the Dodge Tomahawk.

Li Hao's eyes lit up, he greeted Xiuxiu cheerfully, walked into the house talking and laughing, and visited Li's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.

Han Xiumei looked around, looked at the ferocious Dodge Tomahawk motorcycle, her bright eyes flashed slyly, sitting on the comfortable sofa, eating a red watermelon, and said coquettishly: "Who said you are a bitch, your family The Traditional Chinese Medicine Museum is located in the main street of Ghost City, an absolute prime location, and it is worth at least 2000 million."
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