CEO's 99 Ways Of Love

It was late at night and there were no pedestrians on the road. Bo Yan woke up again and opened the window to look out.

"Hey, do you know it's easy to have a stroke after drinking wine?" Shi Cheng's hair was blown all over his face.

Bo Yan closed the window, leaned back and whispered, "drive to 100 miles, turn left!"

"Speeding, Hello!" Shi Cheng didn't know why Bo Yan was crazy. Turning left was the direction to the ferry. There was a long highway along the river, but most people wouldn't go there at night, because there were often racing people gathered there.

Bo Yan frowned and said in a steady voice, "it doesn't matter. There's no other car. Drive faster!"

Shi Cheng found something unusual. Looking back from the rear-view mirror, he found that there was a motorcycle tightly falling in the blind area behind his car's ass. people sitting in the cab couldn't see it at all, because no one would follow so close.

Bo Yan found something wrong when she opened the window and heard the sound of the motorcycle. She held Shi Cheng's hand in the gear shift and found that Shi Cheng's hand was a little stiff.

Bo Yan's face was a little slow and said in a low voice: "it doesn't matter. We hit him too. What are you afraid of? Come on, speed up."

Bo Yan held Shi Cheng's hand and undoubtedly shifted gears. The car became lighter. Shi Cheng stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

The speed soared to 120 miles. Shi Cheng had never driven so fast. Although Bo Yan didn't sit in the cab, the steering wheel seemed to be in his hand. He controlled the rotation angle of the steering wheel. Under the control of Cheng when the car exceeded, he could move forward steadily instead of hitting the guardrail.

"When we get to Linjiang road in a moment, we get off quickly, change trains, and I'll drive!"

"Where do you have a car?" Shi Cheng was glad he could find his voice.

When Bo Yan answered, his eyes stared at the back, "no, my friend's car!"

Shi Cheng saw that Bo Yan had just used his mobile phone. Did he send a message to anyone? At this time, the motorcyclist behind found that he was exposed and no longer hidden. Two black cars were decorated behind Shi Cheng SUV.

Shi Cheng was nervous and worried about Bo Yan's current state, "can you?"

Bo Yan smiled, "the wine has awakened, and you can't drive a car!"

The heavy SUV temporarily lost the car behind through several sharp turns, but there was only one way for the car to pass in front. They were not worried about losing their target.

The motorcycle took the lead, getting closer and closer to the wharf. Seeing that the SUV was stopped by Shi Cheng and Bo Yan, Shi Cheng got into a roaring car. The next moment, the car sped out at a much faster speed than before.

The motorcyclist found something wrong. Where did Bo Yan get the traffic jam? He urgently wanted to report to his boss, but the other party didn't care. He asked them to continue chasing. He wanted to catch Bo Yan for revenge.

The car drove fast, which is why the stability was much worse. Shi Cheng only came very fast. He put on his helmet and was hit hard.

"I, I can't fasten my seat belt!" she hasn't found the button of the seat belt yet.

"Then hold on." Bo Yan slammed the steering wheel. Shi Cheng's body drifted with the car and hit it hard under the influence of centrifugal force.

Bo Yan has turned to another road, appropriately reduced the speed and urged, "hurry up!"

Shi Cheng quickly fastened his seat belt and the car drove at an amazing speed again.

The motorcyclist was not keen to find that he was not far behind and was not close enough to keep up with several racing cars. He just felt his back cool. Then a message came from his subordinates in the car, "boss, we seem to have been followed."

"Nonsense, I can see!" the motorcyclist looked angrily in front of his eyes. He couldn't see the shadow of Bo Yan's racing car, "withdraw."

However, the retreat was not so simple. They gave up their goal and tried to get rid of the car behind them, but found that they followed several dog skin plasters behind them. The other side was a professional racing driver. It was not so easy to get rid of them until they closed the open space in front of the wharf.

Listening to several ferries at the dock late at night, there were several boatmans who enjoyed the cool here. Looking at the posture, they didn't dare to stay here. They muttered, "why did one come and attract a group?"

Bo Yan asked Shi Cheng to stay in the car, got out of the car and met the motorcyclist.

Bo Yan said with a smile, "if you want to run, it seems to be fatal."

The motorcyclist took off his helmet, showed a young man's face and stared at Bo Yan. "I do business with money, but the boss didn't give us money to work hard!"

Other people in the car also came down. There were more than ten racing drivers, and some followed bodyguards. They were childe brothers led by Tang Xi. They were not afraid of things. They had a large family background and belonged to a group of rich hooligans and local ruffians. Moreover, these racing players all had a lot of ruthlessness.

They are most afraid of meeting such a person. Their fists are hard to beat their four hands. They only work hard and don't work hard.

Tang Xi was holding a huge wrench for repairing the car. He leaned carelessly on the door. The wrench in his hand accidentally hit the door and made a "bang". I don't know if there was a hole in the door.

Tang Xi didn't care. He raised his chin to Bo Yan. "Do you want to do it?"

"Don't, don't do it!" they only get beaten. Although the racing driver is young, he is very smooth. "Let my brothers go. They just work. There's no need to suffer with me!"

Bo Yan tutted. He had never seen such a person.

His wine strength did not disappear, and his eyes and eyebrows were full of hostility. "You chased me all the way. Now let me easily say that if you let people go, let them go?"

The motorcyclist's face was gloomy. He wasn't afraid. He just took the overall situation into consideration. "What do you want?"

Shi Cheng opened the window and pulled off Bo Yan's sleeve. "Can you be done without doing it!" she was afraid that Bo Yan was not awake and was making trouble.

Bo Yan held Shi Cheng's hand and pinched his cool fingertips, "OK, listen to you."

Bo Yan nodded to Tang Xi. Tang Xi looked around the two cars knowingly, and finally dragged a young, thin man out.

Shi Cheng obviously saw the scooter's eyebrows wrinkled and his face was a little more gloomy.

Bo Yan drove the others away, leaving only the motorcyclist and another young man here.

Tang Xi dragged the man to the front, broke his face and asked, "what's your relationship with the motorcycle rider!"

The young man looked like he had not graduated from high school. He was frightened and immediately replied, "he is my brother!"

"Dear brother?"

"Yes, it's Pro!"

Tang Xi smiled proudly and said, "I'm lucky. It seems that I'm suitable to buy lottery tickets today!"

Others echoed.

At this time, the form reversed. The original gray wolf became a lamb to be slaughtered. Shi Cheng frowned, was pressed into the car by Bo Yan, and then came in.