My Spicy Girlfriend

"Li Xiaoer, what are you going to do?" Yang Yujie exclaimed. Li Xiaoer rushed so madly. If he really bumped into it, there would be only one outcome --- car destruction and human death.

In the high-speed running of more than 210 yards, the body of the car has produced the floating of unstable center of gravity. Not to mention hitting a car running at the same high speed, even hitting a tree will have extremely terrible consequences.

They can't live!

"Asshole, you want to kill us?" Xiao Huaiqing also shouted and scolded.

Her one hand clung to the front seat to avoid falling down. Her sparkling eyes were full of excitement. Her other finger pointed to the front and shouted, "charge. Move towards victory!"

Lin Huiyin frowned slightly and tightened his seat belt silently.

Li Xiaoer seemed not to hear what they said. He held the steering wheel tightly with both hands and stared at the front.

He is stubborn and his opponents are equally unwilling to compromise.

Because the two cars are running at high speed in the same direction, the distance between them is quickly narrowed.

However, the front of their car was facing the front of the car, and no one was willing to deviate the ark slightly.

Five thousand meters, three thousand meters, two thousand meters-------

"Interesting." a man with long hair said with a crazy and cruel smile on his face.

Something more crazy happened.

When the distance between the two sides was only one kilometer, he opened the overhead sunroof of the car and loosened the steering wheel with both hands. Then jump up, step on the seat with your feet, and your head will get out of the skylight.

The cold cold was blowing on his cheek, and the wind poured into his hair, collar and ears, but he was not afraid at all.

Passionate music sounded. This is Beethoven's hero symphony. It is called the most difficult song to perform in art.

Like a conductor, he waved his hands in the air with the rhythm of the music.

"Danger. Danger. Danger --" the car's automatic defense system sounded an alarm, and he was stunned.

Five hundred meters.

Three hundred meters.

Two hundred meters------

He looked across his eyes. The madman still maintained the speed of crazy sprint.

He doesn't compromise!!!

One hundred meters, infinitely close-----

"Danger ---- danger" -- the alarm sound is sharper, faster and more harsh.

Bang------

His hands supported the roof, his right foot changed hands, his feet were inserted into the triangular frame of the steering wheel, and he frantically turned the steering wheel to the right.

Quack-------

The front of the Buick business car turned sharply to the right, but it was still a step slow. The front of Li Xiaoer's Mercedes Benz RV hit his ass hard.

Bang ------- cha-----

There was a loud noise, and the two cars engaged with each other. The front of the Mercedes Benz rubbed against the butt of the business car, the paint fell off and sparks splashed.

Bang-------

The head of the other bus fiercely hit the alloy railing on the overpass before it stopped, and the car driven by Li Xiaoer passed them smoothly.

There was no frontal impact, just a small range of friction, so their car was still safe.

When the Mercedes Benz RV drove back again, the man with long hair was already standing in the middle of the road, staring at them maliciously.

"Fool." Li Xiaoer sneered and scolded.

"Don't get off."

With a warning, he stopped the car, pushed open the door and got off.

"Why don't you hide?" asked the man with long hair. He had a long narrow horse face and a long hair without an artist's temperament but inherited many artists' taste from woodlouse. He looked like a down painter or an unhappy musician.

"Because you're hiding," said Li Xiaoer.

At that moment of life and death, only timid people want to push each other back.

He released the steering wheel. He jumped into the skylight and became a music conductor to show his uncompromising attitude-------

If it was someone else, he might have been cheated by his move of putting his life to death.

However, I study psychology. He is the favorite student of the most authoritative psychology professor in China. How can you cheat yourself with this little trick?

The reason why he wants to push the other party back is that he is more afraid of death than himself.

The more he did so, the more frightened he was.

Therefore, it was he who escaped in the end.

This is what Li Xiaoer expected before.

"You know I'll hide?" the long haired man was obviously interested in this question. Because he knows that people are afraid of death. Even if this guy is not afraid of death, his car still carries three women and an innocent driver ------ what right does he have to die with others?

This is why he dared to gamble with him.

I didn't expect the ending to be so cruel.

If you lose the first game, you will lose the courage and psychological superiority to defeat your opponent. The fight between the two masters is fatal.

Gao Feng thinks he is an expert. Of course, so is his opponent Li Xiaoer.

"I just called you a fool. You didn't hear me." Li Xiaoer said with a smile. "You jump out and perform like a monkey. Don't I know?"

"It seems that I underestimated you," said the man with long hair.

"You don't have to apologize for this. Because I haven't overestimated you - I don't even know you," Li Xiaoer said. "Did you spill that blood?"

The long haired man seemed to be insulted and said sarcastically, "I'm a 'hitter' Gao Feng. I can't do such a boring thing."

"We've been following since we went out. It seems that you know who did this boring thing?"

"I know. I happened to see something I didn't want to see in the car," Gao Feng said. "But they don't deserve to be your opponent. I am."

"Who did you come for?" asked Li Xiaoer.

"Come for your enemy." the horse's face is high and the wind smiles like a horse. "Someone doesn't want you to stay in the southwest."

"So let you teach me a lesson?"

"It doesn't seem easy," Gao Feng said.

"If I said it, it would be easier," said Li Xiaoer. His body bowed slightly, his head protruded forward, and his feet ejected like arrows.

There was a rage in his heart, and now was the time to explode.

Gao Feng did not retreat but entered. He also gave a sharp drink and ran quickly towards Li Xiaoer.

Get ready. Clench your fist.

Coax-------

Li Xiaoer punched out.

Direct violence, no fancy actions.

Gao Feng also wants to try Li Xiaoer's depth, and he blows out the same punch.

Their fists collided with each other in the air, and their weapons made of flesh and bones were fighting to the death.

Bang-----

Gao Feng felt that his chest was stifled, just like that part of the body was suddenly hit hard.

The first move was to hurt his chest.

Then, he felt that the fist head seemed to break up, and the painful cone heart stabbed his lungs.

His right fist was scrapped in a moment. He couldn't even lift it.

When he looked at Li Xiaoer again, his eyes were full of fear and despair.

This guy -- he's so good? All the information he received was false? He's been hiding?

Li Xiaoer took his hand in anger, just to destroy one of his arms first.

If you succeed in one move, take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

He punched again.

It is still a plain and simple fist, which is neither good-looking nor spectacular.

But how dare Gao Feng, who has suffered a great loss, connect it?

His body retreated, trying to avoid the kill.

Li Xiaoer had already calculated his reaction in his mind. He threw his body in front of him. The punch that had originally hit him in the face changed direction and attacked his chest.

Gao Feng can't dodge. He can only use his intact left hand to receive the fist.

Click------

This time, it's not a bang.

It's a crack. Gao Feng's whole left arm was broken by Li Xiaoer.

His left hand is not as strong as his right hand, and he is not ready in time. It is not surprising that such a result has been achieved under the great disparity of power.

"Poof" -- "his body flew backward like a kite with a broken line, and then fell heavily to the ground. As soon as the throat is sweet, it spurts out a stream of blood.

The first punch, Li Xiaoer's fist hit his arm, but the energy still rushed into his body, making his internal breathing disordered and his blood blocked.

Li Xiaoer broke his left arm in the second boxing, and the strength destroyed his injured inner organs wantonly. It caused his mouth to spit blood and hurt his vitality.

The destruction of both hands means that the task fails.

Gao Feng let the blood flow down the corners of his mouth. His eyes looked at Li Xiaoer in disbelief and asked, "is this internal strength?"

"Yes." Li Xiaoer nodded. "Tell me, who sent you here?"

Gao Feng smiled bitterly and said, "although our thugs are not killers, they also have their own professional ethics - this is our business secret. I can't say."

A thug is a thug. A killer is a killer.

Thugs deal with tough problems, but they don't kill people.

Killers only kill people and are not responsible for dealing with any problems.

"I didn't try so hard to knock you down because I didn't want to hear you talk about ethics and morality - if you had ethics and morality, you wouldn't come to do such things for others," said Li Xiaoer contemptuously. He went to Gao Feng and said, "ask you again, who told you?"

"I said my answer." Gao Feng was very stubborn. His mouth is tight.

"This is the last chance - who is it?" Li Xiaoer has lost his patience.

"----------------" Gao Feng simply shut up.

Li Xiaoer was furious.

He bent down, grabbed Gao Feng's collar, dragged him from the ground like a dead dog, grabbed his legs with one hand and one shoulder, and then raised his huge body above his head to the edge of the bridge.

"This is really the last chance --" Li Xiaoer didn't give up and said with inducement: "in fact, I don't know what you can do to him. Just scold him when you're free --"

"I've said my answer --" Gao Feng said.

"All right. I admit you are an ethical thug."

So Li Xiaoer threw him down.