Cultivating Immortals in Space: Cannon Fodder Becomes a Boss in the Wasteland

Chapter 59 Follow up

"Follow me!"

The actions of the four people quickly attracted the attention of some people.

These people have obviously become accustomed to strange things for a long time.

Many people looked at the four people with fear.

One of them, a thin rider wearing full motorcycle clothing, looked at the direction the four were driving out.

His brows could not help but wrinkle under the thick helmet.

After thinking about it, he got into his car and followed.

The other side.

Mo Yu quickly discovered several little tails following behind him.

After thinking for a moment, I immediately understood what they were going to do.

The corners of his mouth under the sunglasses could not help but slowly rise.

"It's interesting that a motorcycle rider dares to chase a car rider."

"Okay, I will accompany you to have some fun."

As she spoke, she held the steering wheel tightly and gently stepped on the accelerator.

The oil needle on the dial turned slightly.

There was a buzzing sound and the engine roared.

The car sped away like an arrow from the string.

"Boss, she's speeding up!"

At this time, four people and two motorcycles were following closely behind.

The short boy held the young man's waist and looked at the convertible that quickly pulled away.

He couldn't help shouting.

The leading young man smiled coldly.

"I already expected it. What kind of car would a woman drive?"

"Come up to me and let her get into trouble and make her own mistakes!"

As he spoke, he turned the handle and rushed out.

And Mo Yu was sitting in the driver's seat.

He held the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator calmly.

Looking at the motorcycle approaching again, she raised the corner of her mouth slightly and stepped on the accelerator again.

On the Balsas River at night.

A cool red sports car roared in front, and two motorcycles sped behind.

One after another, they were like whistling streams of light flying across the bridge in the dark night.

However, the distance between the two sides always remains at a certain distance.

When the motorcycle behind you pulls closer, the sports car in front will go faster.

When the distance between the motorcycle behind him widened, the sports car deliberately slowed down again.

Always keep a constant distance between both parties.

It doesn't give the car behind a chance to overtake, but it also whets the opponent's appetite and makes them feel that they have a chance of success.

However, the speed of a motorcycle is one hundred to four hundred yards per hour.

The speed of a sports car is generally about 450 yards.

They may not seem to be very different, but the experience is completely different.

It was late at night and the wind was freezing.

The rushing air was blocked by the car window.

Turbulent eddies formed on both sides, whizzing past her head.

Her hair flew like black fluff when she blew it.

Seeing the wind getting stronger and the temperature getting colder, Mo Yu raised the window and pressed the button on the steering wheel.

The car window slowly rose, and at the same time, a black car hood slowly covered the back seat, eventually forming a warm space to wrap her in it.

Behind them, the four-man motorcycle crew was still chasing them relentlessly against the strong wind.

And because this chase was a last-minute initiative on their part.

They did not prepare helmets, so the four of them could only follow the car through the strong wind.

The biting cold wind blew in my face, and the cold air surged, carrying the cold water vapor of the Balsas River.

It was like a knife cutting through the skin.

The bits of cold wind were like all-pervasive silver needles, flowing through their nostrils, ears, and mouths and straight into their bodies.

They could still persist at first, but in the end they were so boastful that their faces were frozen?

Can't even open my eyes.

What's even more annoying is.

They found that the sports car in front had almost no impact, and the hood was slowly raised in front of them.

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