Lisco's American Life

Speaking of this, Les was a little aggrieved. He foolishly asked others if every family was a wealthy family. He didn't expect that ordinary Chinese families could now afford to travel abroad. This made him lose face so much that he was almost killed.

The tour group thought he was discriminating against others.

"Yes, the development there is very rapid now. I traveled there last year. It is a completely different scenery from the United States. You should really go and see it when you are on vacation. It can really refresh your world view." Lisko sighed.

Give Les Amway.

Les touched his chin. He really had this idea. The travel company told him that the number of tourists in Asia has increased sharply in recent years. The largest group of tourists are Chinese. He wants to really get to know China.

It is convenient to receive tourists at the back.

"I came here to see the motorcycles you have here." After laying the groundwork, Lisko finally revealed the purpose of his trip.

"Oh? Are you still interested in this?" Les looked at him in surprise. After all, he had always been a relatively calm and serious person in Les's eyes.

"I'm still young." Lisko shrugged.

Les took him to his garage. Apart from the sports cars of various styles, what caught Lisko's attention the most were the rows of motorcycles.

Lisko ran forward and looked at these ferocious beasts carefully. Their cold steel bodies looked very cool.

"Cool, Les, how come you have collected so many motorcycles?" Lisko looked at the garage and his mouth was watering.

"I like it myself. When I see new models, I want to buy them. I have collected so many without knowing it. I can't ride them here anyway. I just use them as a play item in the ranch. I rent various high-priced motorcycles and attract a lot of motorcycles.

Enthusiasts came here specially." Seeing his collection recognized by Lisko, Les felt very proud.

"Can I ride for a while?" Lisko looked back at him, the longing in his eyes making Les feel like he didn't recognize him.

"No problem." Les responded. He is always happy when he meets people with the same hobbies. It's like surfing the Internet in an Internet cafe when he was a child. If he sees someone who likes a game, he will feel particularly friendly.

Les walked through the rows of cars, carefully selected one, and pushed it out.

Lisko looked at the motorcycle getting closer and closer to him, with its cool reflective black body, streamlined figure, and thick exhaust pipe, as if a peerless beauty was walking towards him.

"Here, try this. This is a Shengli brand motorcycle. It is a new model last year. It has a 50-degree angle V-twin-cylinder four-stroke engine with a displacement of 1634cc. It is very suitable for you as a novice to ride."

Before Les finished the introduction, Lisko couldn't wait to get on the car. Since there was no ignition, he just sat there and pretended, imagining what it felt like to be running.

"Okay, I have unworn cycling clothes over there. You go put them on and take protective measures, and I'll get you the keys." Les looked at Lisko's anxious look in a funny way, and said nothing more.

I believe he has no intention of exploring the parameters and special features of this motorcycle, so let him run it for a few laps first.

Lisko followed the instructions and went to the guest room to change into his cycling clothes and put on his helmet. He even looked in the mirror before going out.

"Well, not bad." He posed a few narcissistically, and his handsome demeanor made him very proud of himself.

"Okay, here, the key." Lisko ran to the garage, saw Les, and immediately opened his mouth.

"Here." Les put the key in his hand.

Carefully insert it, twist it open, and Lisko starts the fire.

"Buzz~"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.. He rang!" Les looked at Lisko who was yelling speechlessly. Of course he could make a ding. He did regular maintenance, and he wouldn't give Lisko a motorcycle with problems to ride.

"Can you ride?" Les asked worriedly.

"No problem." Lisko waved his hand nonchalantly, he couldn't wait any longer.

Although he has never ridden such a large-displacement heavy-duty motorcycle, he has ridden a small motorcycle owned by his colleague in his previous life. It seems that they are similar.

Confidently trying to start the car, Lisko turned the accelerator.

"Huh~hey hey hey?"

He didn't pay attention and suddenly increased the speed, and the motorcycle almost accidentally lost control and almost hit the wall.

Soxingles was always observing his situation, and grabbed the back seat directly. Lisko also applied the brakes, so that he did not continue to crash forward, but just stopped at the wall.

"You don't know how to ride?" Les complained to Lisko angrily. He didn't feel sorry for the car. If the motorcycle crashed, it would only cost less than 20,000 US dollars. But if something happened to Lisko,

But it's over.

Lisko was also a little frightened. He knew how to drive a motorcycle, so why was this different? He was panting rapidly, and there was sweat on his forehead due to being too nervous.

Generally speaking, in the United States, if you want to ride such a large-displacement motorcycle, you need to take a motorcycle driver's license. A small-displacement car driver's license can be used. This physiological VEGAS is not within this scope.

The two of them were still calming down when a motorcycle drove up in front of them.

Lisko looked familiar, and after recalling it, he remembered that it was the motorcycle girl he met on the road.

She stopped the motorcycle smoothly, stepped across the motorcycle with her long legs, took off her helmet, and her black hair fell down.

Lisko stared blankly, he knew this person. To be precise, he had seen this person in his previous life.

"Boss, your motorcycle is great. I'll return it." The long-haired girl's voice was clear.

"Zhang, did you have a good run today?" Les smiled and took the key she handed over and asked his old client. This girl came with the ranch's tour group and is an out-and-out motorcycle hobby.

In the past few days, she rented a different motorcycle to run around every day. Because she did so many times, Les even gave her a discount.

"Great," the long-haired girl replied in fluent English. She had a beautiful figure under the tight motorcycle suit. The most eye-catching thing was her long legs and her attractive buttocks.

"Oh! By the way, let me introduce you. This is our most famous star in Garrison, Lisko. He is a rancher and the most powerful young American writer." Les introduced the two people around him.

"Hello, are you a writer?" The long-haired girl stretched out her hand and shook hands according to her own custom.

Lisko was still in a daze, thinking a lot, why is she here? I haven't seen the news that she likes to travel in the previous life? But I have seen the news that she likes motorcycles. Isn't she still popular at this time? No wonder she didn't in the previous life.

I have seen reports about her traveling to the United States.