Close your eyes and become the strongest adventurer

Chen Yanzui drove a limited edition pure silver Knight heavy motorcycle, wearing a big white robe fluttering in the wind, with four crooked blood-red characters written on the front and back of the robe:

"Night Dew is Suffering"

He didn't wear a helmet, and had earrings on his ears, letting his unruly yellow hair flutter in the wind.

Feeling the oncoming wind, he couldn't help but turn the throttle hard again, and the speed of the motorcycle increased by one gear.

Only the excitement brought by speed and passion can slightly relieve the boredom in his heart.

The annoying old man at home didn't care about his feelings at all, and wanted to force him to go back and inherit the billions of family business all day long.

But what I yearn for in my life is unrestrained freedom!

What made him even more irritable was that no one around him could understand his feelings.

Even if he confided in his friends, they all had an expression of "Are you kidding me?" or "Caring for the mentally retarded"

It was just that he saw that he was in a bad mood, so he just went along with the words to please him.

Chen Yanzui knew very well what kind of people these people who were fooling around with him every day were, and he also knew that in the eyes of those guys, he was nothing more than a fool with a lot of money.

No matter whether they were men or women, they always wanted to squeeze money from him, or coveted his status as the old man's heir, and wanted to seek some benefits.

Although Chen Yanzui knew it very well, he didn't care and let others treat him as a rich man.

After all, money is just a number to him, more or less is the same.

However, for Chen Yanzui himself, he hated this feeling.

He also longed for a pure and kind girlfriend, a sworn brother who would always stand by him even if he had no money.

It was a pity that his family background destined him to have no chance of ordinary life.

In the end, he couldn't stand to continue working for the old man.

Not only did the old man grumble all day long, but even if he did well, those people would compare him with the old man.

As soon as he did something wrong, he began to shake his head and sigh, saying that he was still not as good as the old man.

A bunch of bastards!

I am not the second generation of the old man, I am just myself!

So, he dyed his hair a striking yellow, put on a rebellious earring, rode his beloved big motorcycle, and went on a racing trip at any time.

Forgive me for being unruly all my life, I only love freedom~

Humming a song in my mouth, like a bird just out of the cage.

He ran to the area outside the old man's jurisdiction in one breath, and finally felt a little long-lost freedom.

The world is so big, I can go wherever I want!

When his mood gradually improved, he saw a pedestrian on the road ahead.

Chen Yanzui didn't care at first, thinking that the other party was just an insignificant passerby.

When the motorcycle approached, he never expected that the passerby actually jumped onto the high-speed motorcycle from mid-air with a perfect gymnastics posture.

Hey!

Do people in other jurisdictions of yours hitchhike like this?

You jumped on the motorcycle without asking a single question?

As a speeding motorcycle owner, don’t I have any dignity?

It’s fine if you force yourself on it, but you have to stand instead of sitting in the back seat?

You didn’t even say anything about standing, and you stood on the trunk of the motorcycle so coquettishly?

Although Chen Yanzui didn’t understand, he was shocked.

While driving, he couldn’t help turning his head to look at the person who jumped off the motorcycle.

After getting on the motorcycle, the guy crossed his arms arrogantly, looking down at him from above, and even disdained to open his eyes to look at him more.

Oh, so arrogant?

Chen Yanzui was stunned and didn’t know what to say for a while.

After all, everything happened too suddenly.

Chen Yanzui, distracted, didn’t notice a group of stones on the road.

The high-speed motorcycle ran over it directly, and the balance was destroyed by the stone, and it flew into the air, flying straight out of the highway guardrail.

It’s over!

Chen Yanzui began to regret in mid-air, why didn’t he wear a helmet to get some wind?

Seeing the motorcycle getting closer and closer to the ground.

Chen Yanzui had no time to react and could only wait for death to come.

At this time, Xuanyuan, who had been standing on the trunk, jumped forward along with the bumpy upward force.

He landed right in front of Chen Yanzui and squeezed Chen Yanzui onto the back seat with great skill.

Xuanyuan still had his eyes closed. He held the motorcycle handlebars with both hands, adjusted the angle of descent, and turned the throttle to the bottom in one breath.

With the violent roar of the tail pipe, the motorcycle that flew over the highway fence landed heavily, and the tires rubbed violently on the mountain.

The motorcycle slid straight on the buffer wave next to the highway for a distance, and then drove openly on a steep slope of more than 30 degrees.

The violent bumps when landing made Chen Yanzui's back half fly into the air, turning him into a kite in the air, with only his hands left like a kite line, holding the back seat of the motorcycle tightly.

Chen Yanzui was about to speak, and the strong wind that rushed into his mouth and nose made it difficult for him to breathe.

Xuanyuan drove his motorcycle, without even looking back at him, and directly turned the throttle to the bottom, adjusting the angle and rushing towards the top of the mountain.

Chen Yan was drunk in mid-air, and finally adjusted the angle and barely sat back on the back seat of the motorcycle.

"Thank you for saving my life, brother."

"But, do you know that you almost threw me off just now?"

"By the way, where are you going, brother?"

"The road is over there, did we go in the wrong direction?"

Xuanyuan still closed his eyes, as if he had not heard anything, and said nothing.

Before Chen Yanzui could ask again, the motorcycle had already rushed to the top of the mountain.

Ahead was a natural chasm more than ten meters wide, and below was a deep valley that was bottomless.

"Hey! Hey!"

"There's a cliff ahead! We're going to fall."

"Brother, I know you're very brave~"

"Please, open your eyes and look at the road, okay?"

Xuanyuan said nothing, just turned the accelerator hard again and rushed straight towards the cliff.

Chen Yanzui was almost scared crazy.

He reached out to grab the driving seat, but the other party hit him with a backpack twice, and suddenly felt that he had no place to use his strength.

The abyss was getting closer and closer.

Chen Yanzui wanted to jump out of the car several times, but he found sadly that if he jumped out at this time, the inertia of rolling on the ground would be enough to throw him into the abyss.

He felt like crying.

Are the people outside so brave?

It's okay to force a ride, and it's okay to rob my car.

Why drive with eyes closed! ?

Perhaps, this is the legendary through train to hell?

If I had died earlier on the roadside, would I have left a complete body?

Could this man be a killer sent by the old man's enemy, ready to kill him without a complete body?

When Chen Yanzui's mind was speeding up wildly because of the survival crisis, and he kept thinking wildly.

Xuanyuan drove the motorcycle directly to the edge of the cliff without slowing down.

The front of the car lifted up and rushed to a small tree along the tree trunk. The small tree was bent by the weight.

Before the tree broke completely, the motorcycle took off towards the opposite cliff along the slope provided by the tree.

The strong wind was howling above the cliff.

Xuanyuan rode the motorcycle with his eyes closed and his face expressionless, as if he had already controlled the strong wind and was flying.

Chen Yanzui held the back seat of the motorcycle tightly with both hands, hanging behind the car like a kite with a broken string, and shouted desperately:

"Ahhhhh~~~~!"