Genshin characters come to my house

In the dimly lit repair shop, a group of young people were restlessly looking at the rows of motorcycles.

"The sound of this motorcycle is really exciting. Brother Biao has modified it well."

A young man rode on a motorcycle covered with weird stickers and turned the handlebars.

The exhaust pipe of the motorcycle suddenly started to vibrate, and the entire motorcycle roared loudly.

The young people in the repair shop suddenly laughed.

This kind of motorcycle sound is powerful enough.

In fact, they have another name, which is the Will-o'-the-Wisp Boys.

The so-called will-o'-the-wisp youths refer to the group of young people who like to ride in groups represented by the will-o'-the-wisp motorcycles and show off in the market.

If you want to join this group, you first have to spend your free time playing bar games instead of doing your job. Secondly, you have to put life and death aside.

Because nine out of ten will-o'-the-wisp boys have had accidents due to motorcycle riding.

As the saying goes, when a will-o'-the-wisp goes off, parents raise money in vain.

Of course, many young people in their teens and twenties have little idea of ​​the preciousness of life.

Just when this group of will-o'-the-wisp teenagers were having a heated discussion and planning to find a place to race cars tonight where there were few police officers, the door of the repair shop was suddenly violently smashed several times.

"Who is it?" the leader, A Biao, shouted unhappily.

"Xiao Biao, I'm Shanzi!" A person shouted from outside the repair shop.

Shanzi is the leader of another group of ghost-fire teenagers. The two of them were arrested by the police for racing together on the road.

"Isn't this guy here to cause trouble? Brothers, copy this guy."

A Biao gave the order, and the boys rummaged through the repair shop to find various tools and stood behind A Biao to build up their momentum.

"Go and open the door." Ah Biao instructed a younger brother to open the door.

But before the boy could open the door, the big iron door of the repair shop was kicked open with brute force.

A woman in sportswear walked in.

"Where is this auntie from?" Abiao looked at the woman in sportswear with an eyepatch on one eye, and shouted dissatisfiedly to Shanzi who was following behind the woman.

"Shanzi, are you here to cause trouble with us today?!"

"It has nothing to do with me." Shanzi waved his hand.

As the sun shone in from the outside, everyone in the repair shop discovered that Shanzi's nose was bruised and swollen, as if someone had just repaired it, and Shanzi was also carrying a heavy-looking backpack.

"Who is your boss?" The woman looked at A Biao. For some reason, A Biao felt a little panicked.

"It's me. Who are you and what do you do here?"

Abiao shouted to this woman.

"My name is Beidou. I work for the Qunyu food delivery platform. What should I be called? Oh, the delivery manager."

"ah?!"

Abiao was stunned.

An unknown woman. A food delivery platform whose name I have never heard of.

What on earth is this person doing here?

"Are you here to promote a food delivery platform? Ours is not a place for cooking. Auntie, you are in the wrong place."

"I'm not here to promote a food delivery platform." Beidou said impatiently, "I'm here to recruit delivery people."

"Crazy, put down five thousand yuan and we will repair the door ourselves. You can leave."

"I heard that you delinquent youths have a rule. Whoever can defeat you should be the boss."

After Beidou finished speaking, he raised his fingers at these delinquent youths.

"You guys come together, I'm in a hurry."

Now everyone finally understood where Shanzi's face was hurt.

My feelings were beaten by the woman in front of me.

But Abiao is not that stupid.

His group of ghost-fire teenagers is much younger than Abiao's group.

Most of the people in Shanzi's group saw young and Dangerous boys when they were young, and learned about the underworld. It seems that we can't say underworld, but should be said to be the style of a dynamic social group. They believe that fists are the truth.

And they are different.

When they were young, they watched The Prince of Tennis, One Piece, and Basketball. They didn’t believe that whoever had the bigger fist would be awesome.

So Abiao said to the woman in front of him.

"We are different from those people in Shanzi. If you want us to recognize you as the boss, see if the motorcycle over there can outrun us. We will recognize you as the boss."

"Well, that's it." After listening to A Biao's words, Beidou folded his hands in front of his chest and said,

"Then do you know other groups like yours? You can simply invite us to compete together. If I lose, I will give each of you 500,000. If you lose, you will have to listen to me in the future."

"Half a million, do you have that much?" The will-o'-the-wisp boys expressed disbelief.

Even if you are a wealthy family, your parents will not give you too much money. After all, you may spend more money on other hobbies, but this hobby is directly fatal.

Beidou looked back at Shanzi.

Shanzi immediately opened the backpack he had been carrying and poured out a backpack full of cash on the ground.

"This is the deposit. You can confirm the time and place now."

Under the temptation of money, the will-o'-the-wisp boys from Hilly City quickly swarmed over.

If you lose, you just recognize someone else as the boss, but if you win, you get half a million.

What a profitable deal!

Some young men who were not short of money were also attracted by this heroic woman who suddenly appeared, and wanted to see this woman's skills.

Because there are so many people coming to compete this time, nearly 400 people.

So these will-o'-the-wisp boys didn't dare to propose a road race.

With so many people riding motorcycles, I'm afraid the police would arrest them all for ideological education before riding to the side of the road.

So they simply used the deposit left by Beidou to build a larger professional track.

On the day of the race, hundreds of people rushed to the venue, drove away most of the staff, and turned off all surveillance equipment on the track to avoid leaving evidence.

Because more than 99% of the motorcycles participating this time involved illegal modifications.

Before noon, all the contestants had arrived.

Beidou sat lazily on the guardrail at the edge of the field, followed behind him by his newly conquered disciple Shanzi and Shanzi's disciples.

"Sister," Shanzi said to Beidou, "Everyone has gathered, and they want to ask, how do you want to compete with them?"

"Let them run first." Beidou said nonchalantly, "Anyone who wants to participate in the bet with me should drive his motorcycle and run two laps on the field, and then record the final results. I will run again at the end. All results are compared.

Anyone who is inferior to me will be considered a loser."

"Okay." Shanzi hurriedly sent a message to the others. The other will-o'-the-wisp boys said that there was nothing wrong with this competition and it was fair.

So on this runway, the roar of motorcycles one after another began to be heard.