Chapter 387 Racing with the Blood Race

This is a ring expressway located on the outskirts of the city.

Country S has a small population, so at night, the slightly remote places are almost deserted.

But in the middle of the night, this expressway is very lively.

The bright searchlights illuminated here as if it were daytime.

Hundreds of heavy locomotives of different shapes gathered here.

The engine roared one after another, and the air was filled with the choking smell of tire rubber and the strong smell of exhaust.

Riding on the bikes are all young men with dark and indifferent faces, and there is often a hot and beautiful woman in shorts sitting behind her.

When Serena led Xue An and the others here, they couldn't help but attract many vicious looks.

Serena ignored these people at all, but shouted excitedly: "Andre, I know you are here, why don't you show up?"

Following the words, the crowd parted ways, and a three-meter-long giant locomotive roared and rushed over, so fast that it even left phantoms behind.

Serena didn't panic at all, and there was even a look of madness and excitement on her face.

Click.

When the locomotive was still a few meters away from Serena, it braked suddenly, and the front of the car even touched Serena's clothes, so it barely stopped.

Then I heard the person in the car say indifferently: "It really is you! Serena, why did you change into such a dress?"

The one who spoke was a blond man with grim features, wearing a well-tailored high-end dress, sitting on a locomotive, with a haughty look on his face.

Serena laughed nervously, "What? Isn't it pretty?"

Andre shook his head, "To be honest, it's disgusting!"

Then he looked at Xue An and the others standing behind Serena with fierce eyes.

When he saw An Yan with a curious face and Quintina with a dignified face, his eyes lit up slightly, and then he said coldly.

"who are they?"

Serena chuckled, "These are all my friends!"

"Friend?" There was a mocking smile on the corner of Andre's mouth, and he pointed at Quintina with his finger.

"Except for a blood count, the rest are lowly human beings. You actually said they are all your friends? When did the famous little witch Serena, the strong blood marquis, become so friendly?"

Andre's tone of voice was extremely arrogant.

The crowd behind let out a roar of laughter, and then everyone's eyes gradually turned into a strange bright red color.

These motorcycle men are all blood races.

And every strength is not bad, the lowest is the earl level.

As for Andre, he even exudes a powerful aura, and he is a strong man at the marquis level.

This kind of momentum made Quentina and the others all change their colors.

Serena licked her lips excitedly, wanting to see how Xue An would respond.

She brought Xue An and others here on purpose.

Although this Andre is only the strength of the Marquis, his father is a big figure in the blood council.

Serena wanted to use Andre's hand to get rid of Xue An.

Xue An didn't answer Andre's words, but just looked at the motorcycle under his crotch with great interest.

"A group of blood races are racing here every day? It's really interesting!"

A blood race snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "Humans, do you think our blood race drag racing will be the same as you humans? These motorcycles have been violently modified, and the speed is several times that of ordinary motorcycles! Fragile humans like you , I can't control it at all!"

"Oh?" Xue An slightly raised his eyebrows, showing some interest.

At this moment, Andre suddenly pointed at Xue An, and said condescendingly, "Human, are you interested in comparing yourself with me?"

"Compared to what?" Xue An asked.

"Of course it's a motorcycle race. If I win, then your girlfriend and the blood count will stay!" Andre said coldly.

"Then what if I win?" Xue An said calmly.

Xue An's question drew many laughing voices.

"You still want to win Andre?"

"hehe,

This human probably won't even have the chance to see the taillights of His Excellency Andre! "

Among these voices, Andre proudly said: "If I lose, you can do whatever you want!"

Xue An smiled slightly, nodded, and then took a deep look at Serena.

"As you said, this place is really nice."

After seeing Xue An's smile, Serena, who originally thought she was somewhat sure, felt a little uncertain again.

Xue An turned to look at Yan'er again, and said with a smile, "Yan'er, my husband will take you for a drive."

An Yan nodded without hesitation, "Yeah!"

At this time, a blood race had already donated his locomotive.

This is a locomotive more than two meters long and red all over. The low roar of the engine alone can show the terrifying performance of this car.

Xue An rolled over and got into the car, An Yan obediently sat behind him.

Xue An twisted the accelerator, and the engine roared instantly.

Xue An's eyes lit up slightly, and he said with great interest: "You guys are so creative to actually use runes on modified motorcycles!"

Xue An's words made Andre slightly startled, and the expression on his face became a little more serious.

This guy can actually see the hidden mysteries of these locomotives, obviously not an ordinary person.

As Xue An said, the key parts of these locomotives are engraved with blood runes, and even in the core parts such as the engine, various secret techniques are added.

That's what makes these performance monsters.

Andre said in a deep voice at this time: "Are you ready?"

Xue An smiled slightly, "Wait a minute!"

Then he turned to look at the blood clan who borrowed his motorcycle, "Excuse me, where is the brake?"

This sentence made the surroundings dead silent, and after a while, all the blood races burst into laughter.

"My God, this human being is not here to be funny!"

"Don't understand anything, yet dare to race with Your Excellency Andre? You're courting death!"

Even Quintina, who was full of confidence in Xue An, couldn't help her eyelids twitching violently.

Only An Yan remained indifferent.

At this moment, the blood race sneered and said, "This car doesn't even have brakes."

This was what the blood race said on purpose.

Xue An smiled slightly, "That's good!"

Then he turned to look at Andre.

"I'm ready, let's get started!"

Andre snorted coldly, thinking that Xue An was simply courting death.

But An Yan's astonishing beauty made him a little unable to restrain himself, so he turned the accelerator with a grim smile.

"Don't blame me if you die!"

With that said, someone started counting down.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"start!"

As the words fell to the ground, Andre's car rushed out like an arrow from the string.

Xue An was a full second behind.

In the face of such a monster with a speed of at least a thousand kilometers per hour, a gap of one second is like a natural moat.

Many blood clans burst into laughter, all thinking that Xue An was doomed.

Serena let out a sigh of relief.

As long as Xue An loses this competition, he can openly ask Andre for help.