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Chapter 103 Chase me!
"Coke or Sprite?"

He Luo asked inside the car

"Coke, I want Coca-Cola, not Pepsi." A slightly lazy voice came from the driver's seat.

“Still picky”

He Luo complained, stretched out his hand and pressed the vending machine in front of him, and two cans of cool Coke "jingle ding dong" fell down.

It was almost dusk, and the sunset was warm. The two of them had driven some distance out of the city. There were few people around, and they stopped beside the road at the gas station.

Sun Yi said he was thirsty, so He Luo was ordered to buy a drink.

On the way, she felt that He Luo was driving too slowly, so she asked He Luo to step aside and put her in, but the speed couldn't be described as fast, it was just one step away from going to hell together.

This woman has a lot of things to do, and she is a desperate person when she goes crazy.He Luo commented accordingly.

He Xiaoluo stroked his disheveled hairstyle against the windshield, and knocked on the car window.

With the window rolled down, he saw Sun Yi push back the seat, put his legs on the steering wheel, and find a comfortable position to straighten.

"Here, your Coke." Handing over the Coke, Sun Yi glanced at him and didn't take it.

"Didn't I say I wanted Sprite?"

"Huh!? When did you say that?" He Luo's face was full of disbelief.

Sun Yi giggled: "Just kidding, what I want to drink is Coke"

He Luo pouted: "It's a pity that I really doubted myself for a moment just now. Now that I think about it, it's a crime."

"Then can't you buy them all for me? I have to ask, aren't I tired of answering?"

"Yes, you are right," He Luo said lightly.

Sun Yi was a little surprised: "When did you become so easy to talk to?"

"I read on the Internet that it says don't try to argue with fools. Now even if you tell me that one plus one equals three, you are right."

"Your surname is He!"

Sun Yi stretched out his hand to hit him, but luckily He Luo slipped out first.

A mouthful of cold Coke went into his throat, and he made a refreshing sound of "haha".

I wanted to add another cigarette to make myself more comfortable, but suddenly remembered that this was a gas station, and silently put away the cigarette case.

He heard him asking behind him, "What's your surname, are you in a better mood?"

"Hey, what did you say?"

Sun Yi rested both hands on the window sill, holding a can in one hand, and leaned out with his chin in the other hand.
"I said, do you feel more relaxed? Isn't it good to go out for a drive once in a while?"

He Luo smiled noncommittally, raised the Coke in his hand and made a toast to her in the air.

"It did relax a lot. I think the wind blowing into my collar also took away my stress by the way."

"That's good." Sun Yi stretched out: "It just so happens that I have been too busy these days. Anyway, I feel a lot more comfortable."

"I asked you why you were so kind to take me out for a ride in your sports car. It turned out that you asked me to be your driver halfway." He Luo muttered.

However, the voice of this sentence was too low, Sun Yi in the car couldn't hear it, and just asked quietly.

"It's getting late, when do you plan to go back?"

He Luo didn't answer.

Sun Yi looked out of the car with some surprise, and said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, I want to ask you something, is your sister's car so comfortable that you don't want to go back?"

After she took a closer look, she realized that He Luo was no longer listening to her speech, but was focusing on a motorcycle slowly driving into the gas station.

The person on the motorcycle was wearing a helmet, so he couldn't see his identity clearly. He was wearing a motorcycle jacket with rivets and leather pants, which looked like a drag racer in the American West in the 80s.

He went straight to the gas machine and filled his beloved motorcycle with diesel.

"It's really interesting, do people still drive Harleys these days, cosplay?" She murmured softly.

Then I saw He Luo throw away the soda can in his hand, and walked straight up.

"Hello, your friend?" Sun Yi asked casually when passing by 911.

As a result, he did not receive an answer. He Luo continued to move forward, which obviously attracted the attention of the motorcycle man.

What she didn't expect was that when the motorcycle man saw He Luo, his whole body trembled with fear.

Turning around and pulling out the oil gun, he got on his motorcycle and was about to run.

He Luo strode up and grabbed his sleeve, preventing him from inserting the key to start the car.

Sun Yi didn't understand, but there seemed to be something wrong with the situation in front of him.

"What's wrong? Who is he?" She shouted anxiously
While the two were arguing, the motorcycle man was obviously anxious when he heard that He Luo had a companion, and elbowed He Luo in the face with his backhand.

He Xiaoluo was suffering from pain, clutching his nose and took two steps back, his vision was blurred, some stares flashed in his eyes, and when he realized it, the motorcycle man had already turned on the accelerator and fled away.

"Hey, I haven't paid for the gas yet!" The gas station worker next to him, who had already sensed something was wrong, rushed out and yelled at the motorcycle man.

Then he looked at He Luo, who was covering his face: "Do you know him? You have to pay for the gas for him!"

"Pay the fart, pay for the gas, you pay my medical bills!?" She heard He Luo roar, then trotted towards her, opened the car door in two steps and got in.

"Catch up, catch up." He Luo said out of breath.

Sun Yi took a deep look at him and didn't say much.
Raise your hand and turn the wheel on the right side of the steering wheel to switch the 911 Turbo S to the most powerful Sport + mode, and then press the middle button.

He Luo saw the words "Motion Response Mode" displayed on the instrument panel, and then a 20-second countdown appeared.

"Sit still!" Sun Yi muttered in a low voice, reminding him, then put the gear into gear and stepped on the gas pedal, all in one go.

This scarlet beast erupted with a terrifying short-term explosive power, and the body shot out like a bullet with a "boo!".

He Luo thought of a word called catapult start, which couldn't be more appropriate here.

Ben got into the car in a hurry and didn't have time to fasten his seat belt. The ejection started, and the huge inertia caused the back of his head to hit the armchair violently.

Connecting to the nose that had just been hit in front, two injections of nosebleeds flowed instantly.

Sun Yi glanced at him hastily, saw that his face was bright red and a little messed up, and asked concerned: "Are you bleeding? Are you okay?"

Although the nosebleed looks very embarrassing, He Luo doesn't think it's Sun Yi's problem at all. He even thinks it would be better if he started a little faster.

"It's okay, maybe the Coke just now was too nourishing, and it made me bleed, it's reasonable."

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the motorcycle figure in the distance that almost disappeared from sight.
"Damn it, you smashed my shop, and you're out of character, brat, we're done." He Luo said viciously.

"Smashing your shop?" Sun Yi, who was accelerating while controlling the sports car, actually had time to chat with him.

But He Luo didn't have the time to answer her.

"Catch up first, and I'll explain this to you later. In short, if we don't chase him down today, neither of us will be able to sleep today."

Sun Yi smiled, and pointed to the newly filled fuel tank on the dashboard with his chin: "Drag racing? Don't worry, Harley's internal combustion engine can't beat me."

(End of this chapter)