Trafford’s Trading Club

It was the roar of a beast.

The black modified motorcycle roared as it rushed down a steep staircase next to it!

The bumpy posture is like an angry tiger shaking its body!

Instilling awe.

Dazhe, who was hiding in the void of the night, gently put Zhan Lu, who had transformed into a key again, around his neck. At the same time, he arranged his scarf and said softly: "This is what men should be like, Zhu Maolin..." …Not bad!"

Dazhe changed from standing to doing something, leisurely unscrewing a bottle of green tea, and drinking it by himself with a smile on his face.

At this moment, a rider shouted loudly: "Who!"

But the black modified motorcycle braked suddenly at this moment. The huge inertia caused the entire rear part of the motorcycle to be lifted directly. However, the person on the car twisted hard, and the rear part of the motorcycle actually started to rotate and was shot directly. It hit the rider and knocked him to the ground!

"Damn it!" Several other people cursed at the same time and rushed towards him without saying a word.

But the man on the black motorcycle pulled out a huge silver wrench from the car, flying fiercely like an ancient knight on a horse.

This kind of big wrench is long and hard. It can easily damage people's bones when it hits them. It is a super killing weapon!

"boarding!"

He was waving the huge long wrench in his hand and shouted loudly.

Hou Chen Yuhan was startled, hearing this familiar voice, and said in surprise: "Husband!"

"boarding!"

At this time, Zhu Maolin threw the wrench on his hand directly and hit the shoulder of another rider who wanted to rush forward, causing the person to be extremely painful.

At the same time, he activated the accelerator again, and the black motorcycle started again and rushed towards Hou Chen Yuhan. He grabbed Hou Chen Yuhan's palm with one hand, lifted her up, and sat behind him, "Hold me tight!"

Hou Chen Yuhan didn't think about everything at all, and he didn't think about how Zhu Maolin could be here. He just felt that he was extremely safe at this moment. He gritted his teeth and nodded, then hugged Zhu Maolin's back with all his strength.

There was a lot of dust at the friction between the high-speed rotating tires and the ground. Zhu Maolin ignored these riders and ran away!

"Chase! Keep chasing!"

The riders who had fallen on the ground gritted their teeth and stood up in pain. They quickly picked up the motorcycle that had fallen on the ground, stepped on it slowly and quickly, and chased it out like a vicious hyena chasing a lion!

"Husband, I..."

"I'll tell you later." Zhu Maolin didn't even look back and simply responded, but in a very gentle voice: "Hold tighter."

Hou Chen Yuhan nodded gently, and his hands holding Zhu Maolin tightened unconsciously.

Zhu Maolin looked at the rear view mirror of the motorcycle. The three motorcycles behind him were chasing after each other, approaching crazily... Judging from the way these guys drove, they were probably not ordinary riders.

Zhu Maolin narrowed his eyes... So what, who can catch up with him?

Even with his hands apart, his palm seemed to be directly connected to the direction handle of the motorcycle. Zhu Maolin's body suddenly bent lower, and his chest was almost touching the oil door of the motorcycle.

In the flying wind, the black locomotive tilted hard towards the ground on the left and turned away in the shortest distance. The thrill was so thrilling that Hou Chen Yuhan subconsciously closed his eyes tightly and his heart beat wildly.

Damn, who is this guy!

Even if they are chasing after each other... they can only barely reach the point of chasing, and the distance is still getting closer and closer. As riders, this is no less than the most complete humiliation.

In this kind of speed competition, being constantly thrown away by your opponents is something that no rider in the world wants to see.

They couldn't help but use the gas pedal crazily. Their eyes were already red with anxiety. The guy driving the black motorcycle in front of them was too arrogant. He was still going in the opposite direction at the moment!

Although... it was such a night, even if I was driving against the road, there were no cars at all on the road in this new development area.

"This direction... this guy is planning to get on the highway! We can't let him get on it!"

"Yes, this guy's car has been modified so much that most people wouldn't modify it like this... Once he gets on the highway, we will never be able to catch up again!"

"I'll go around the front to outflank him!"

The higher the speed of the locomotive, the louder the roar of the engine. Especially on the avenue of this empty development zone, it is like the roar of an air defense drill, deafening!

A rider must have taken a shortcut at this moment, and he actually rushed out in front of Zhu Maolin, holding a long and thick iron chain in his hand.

"husband……"

"Close your eyes, don't be afraid...I won't arrive."

Zhu Maolin quickly looked at the surrounding environment and found that there was no usable terrain, but unreasonably pulled out another wrench from the gap in the front of the locomotive.

When the rider who was blocking in front saw this guy holding out another wrench, he was immediately frightened and his heart skipped a beat. Does this guy always carry such a brutal and powerful weapon when he goes out?

Who is the one in the gang? !

After all, the blocking rider was still instinctively afraid of this terrifying wrench. He jerked his head and his body even trembled. Without any resistance, Zhu Maolin quietly moved away from the opponent's blocking.

But Zhu Maolin did not intend to rush onto the highway again, but to drive directly towards the city on this development avenue.

The urban area is much more prosperous, and there are more vehicles on the road going home or starting out late at night. The howling wind makes Hou Chen Yuhan unable to hear anything. She hides behind the bamboo forest, so the howling wind does not affect her. It didn't stop her from opening her eyes.

No sound could be heard except the wind, even though the sound of the engine was so close.

Her body swayed with the shaking of the black motorcycle, and the flying wind hit her clothes, sending a bone-chilling chill. She no longer knew how many private cars Zhumaolin had passed.

Only the road ahead was a long road, like a winding road in an oil painting leading to a castle on a high mountain. There was no one on the continuous road.

Hou Chen Yuhan raised his head slightly. Tall buildings gradually piled up around him, and it was no longer the empty development zone. The bustling downtown has long since quieted down, but the neon lights that cause light pollution are still shining.

But the neon lights are also like layers of aurora.

They have an arc.

The black motorcycles walking on the huge curved ring road gave them an arc, passing quickly over Hou Chen Yuhan's head.

The motorcycle seemed to go from one end to the other in a long shot, reaching the end of the road, and finally jumped out of the camera and disappeared.

The three riders finally stopped... In the end, they couldn't even see the taillights of the black motorcycle, so they could only give up sadly.

…

The chill was still there, it was winter at the end of December after all.

From frightened to still frightened, Hou Chen Yuhan was frightened all day long. At this time, her body was trembling due to the cold, but she somehow felt relieved.

Has Zhumaolin slowed down?

Hou Chen Yuhan didn't know that she didn't have the ability to measure the speed of a motorcycle, but the roar not only covered up all her hearing, but also seemed to entangle the images of things passing by in the world, leaving them deep in the quagmire.

Slow down, slow down, everything is slowing down before your eyes.

She tried hard to open her half-open eyes a little wider, and then put her ears behind the bamboo forest, as if she could break the noise of the whistling wind and listen to the heartbeat in her body.

Strong and powerful.

The speed of the locomotive may have slowed down, and the cold wind is no longer so biting.

Hou Chen Yuhan suddenly said: "I just felt that my body seemed to be lifted up. Was it the wind?"

Zhu Maolin just tilted his head slightly, opened the cover of his helmet, and said funnyly: "You are too fat, how can the wind hold you up, unless it is a Category 12 typhoon."

Hou Chen Yuhan opened his mouth and wanted to bite this guy's ear, but saw that he was wearing a helmet, so he had to give up in frustration.

She suddenly burst into laughter, lay on Zhu Maolin's back, and chuckled non-stop, "I haven't laughed so happily for a long time..."

"Yeah, I heard it."

"Husband, let's go around one more time before going home, is that okay?"

"Um."

…

…

The black motorcycle finally returned to its original position, and the bamboo forest was once again covered with canvas.

Hou Chen Yuhan stood nearby. It was no longer very cold in the underground parking lot. She said softly: "It has been almost a year since it opened, right?"

"Actually, it was opened." Zhu Maolin shook his head, his eyes a little complicated: "It was opened secretly."

Hou Chen Yuhan raised his head and asked: "When you don't go home and say you have to work overtime?"

"Occasionally." Zhu Maolin didn't see the anger in his wife's eyes.

He just reached out and grabbed Hou Chen Yuhan's arm...just above the wrist, pulled her to the elevator and walked in. She is as well-behaved as when we first met.

Later, in front of his home, Zhu Maolin touched his body and discovered that he did not have the key with him.

But Hou Chen Yuhan knocked on his head. It was she who opened the door.

Before he could turn on the light in the living room, Zhu Maolin, who came in from behind, reached out and closed the door. He directly pressed Hou Chen Yuhan's body against the wall at the entrance, held her cheek with one hand and kissed her roughly.

She unbuttoned his clothes.

He unbuttoned her clothes.

All the clothes were casually discarded on the ground. Zhu Maolin lifted one of Hou Chen Yuhan's legs, and his private parts vigorously filled the emptiness she had felt over the years.

The flame of love between them was rekindled.

Several gorgeous flower cards hidden in Hou Chen Yuhan's clothes quietly disappeared.

…

…

What Boss Luo had reunited with was the flower card that quietly disappeared, which meant that the business this time had been cancelled.

Of course, this business has never started. The customer was still hesitating when making the purchase and did not propose it. Naturally, there was no follow-up.

This was the first time Luo Qiu had automatically canceled a transaction since he took office... But Boss Luo didn't take it seriously.

Boss Luo nodded and said calmly: "The jet lag is gone."

Waving the flower cards in his hand to disappear, Boss Luo snapped his fingers, "Since a couple can have sex, they can naturally reproduce. This is human ethics. They should have a good child in the future, despite all the misfortunes... …Who knows.”

The boss, who didn't know what he was thinking, looked at the maid next to him, smiled and said: "Business cannot be done with justice, and it is not good for people to call out profiteers all day long."

"Master, are you talking about...Miss Long?" The maid blinked.

"I didn't say that."

Boss Luo waved his hand... A light and shadow appeared in front of his eyes, changing constantly, including Dazhe, No. 18, and Liu Zixing... as well as the current status of Wang Yuechuan, Professor Cui Fu and others.