Chapter 137 Pickup Tyrant

Young people like to look for excitement and have fun in it. In many cases, the surge of hormones is really better than sex. ≧ A Little≯Speaking＞ ﹤≤≦≦≦﹤≦≦

The mind is swaying, the hairs are standing on end, that kind of strong impact can easily make people 'high netbsp; the stimulation that hits the soul does not come from the physical, but the psychological, and often the psychological stimulation is stronger than the physical stimulation. The excitement is even more refreshing.

So, why so many rich people like extreme sports, because playing with women and general pretense and slapping faces can no longer satisfy them, and they can only find fun in stimulation.

Poor people generally cannot afford extreme sports, such as simple mountaineering and surfing. Often a set of equipment scares away 80% of people.

Higher ones, such as sea fishing, racing cars, etc., are beyond the reach of ordinary people and can only be envied and yearned for.

Higher and higher extreme sports, such as skydiving, wingsuit flying, just hiring people for training, equipment, etc. are all scary.

So, why extreme sports are easy to make people crazy, because it is exciting, because ordinary people can't play it, because the force level is high enough, because it is really awesome!

On the side of the road and in the open space, hundreds of vehicles of all kinds are parked, ranging from many unique bicycles and motorcycles, to sedans and commercial vehicles, to off-road vehicles and sports cars, it can almost be said to be a large-scale auto show.

The heavy metal music exploded, the motor roared, screamed and roared, and the demons danced wildly.

Although this kind of scene is very chaotic, one has to admit that after being immersed in such an atmosphere, people are very easy to go crazy and lose their minds.

It is easy for ordinary people to make some crazy actions when they get into such an atmosphere. For example, girls are especially prone to lose themselves and then do that and that, and even many people do that and that and that.

It's all about the atmosphere...

This is the life of the people in the circle. The average person can't get in touch with it. If they get in touch, hey, they either fit in or get rejected...!

I don't know when, the crazy music gradually stopped, the screams and roars gradually calmed down, and the roar of the motor gradually disappeared.

In the end, the scene where the demons danced wildly turned into an eerie silence, and in the silence there were buzzing discussions in low voices.

In the end, almost everyone's eyes turned to the side of the road, each of them suppressed with all their might,

Suppressed, a kind of anticipation, madness, and the emotion of screaming spread in my heart.

But being suppressed, suppressed, that weird atmosphere makes people feel uncomfortable, and makes people's hairs stand on end...

As time passed, this strange atmosphere not only did not subside, but became even weirder, and the invisible breath spread, which made people crazy.

Slowly, a dilapidated pickup truck appeared in people's sight on the other side of the road, and the weird atmosphere reached its peak!

It's like a volcano that has been suppressed to its limit is about to erupt but is still suppressed.

Depressed to vomit blood!

The pickup was black. At this time, the paint had peeled off a lot, the glass was almost all broken, and branches and leaves were still stuck in many gaps in the car.

However, this pickup, not only did not make people find it funny, but it was like a king returning from a bloodbath, with a fierce, domineering, and violent attitude, it rushed into everyone's sight and approached everyone's eyes Heart, rushed into the soul of all people.

Boom boom boom...

The sound of the motor roaring from far to near, the pickup rushed into the field with a crazy attitude, no one evaded, as if believers saw their beliefs, watched the pickup rush past them frantically, and even had a kind of let the pickup Impulse to crash!

puff……

The pickup truck came to a stop, and the ground was pulled out with two deep marks by the wheels with strong grip.

The car door clicked open, and Bai Yang stepped down with a smile on his face.

"Roar……"

The extremely depressing atmosphere suddenly exploded, and the real group of demons danced wildly, screaming and roaring one after another!

"Coastal Road Car God..."

"Pickup Tyrant..."

"Six-wheel God of War..."

"King's return……"

"I love you……"

In short, in short, the extremely suppressed atmosphere exploded all of a sudden, everyone only knew how to yell with blushing necks, but they didn't know what they were yelling, and their hearts were completely buried by excitement.

That kind of hearty feeling needs to be vented and exploded at this time, and it is not enough to express one's excitement without screaming.

The rich and powerful second-generation, or elites, have lost the mask of five people and six people in the past, expressing their truest side and venting it out.

Many girls even fainted from excitement, some had an orgasm, and some excitedly tore off the fig leaf from their bodies and threw them into the sky, roaring and screaming with the violent atmosphere!

"Pickup Tyrant..."

"Pickup Tyrant..."

In the end, all voices were unified, and these four words resounded through the sky, drowning everything!

In this game, there were no referees, but there were special people observing and reporting the situation every once in a while. The short-lived crazy behavior of the pickup truck was sent back here. The shock, the kind of sharp knife stabbing The impact of the soul, a group of young masters, elites and rich people sprayed collectively.

It's too exciting, too domineering, too awesome...

Run wildly at the highest point of the whole journey, run the whole distance without changing gears, and finally even rush directly down the cliff like crazy.

Just ask, who else in this world can do it? Who else?

Only Qiu Mingshan... Well, only the coastal car god pickup truck tyrant!

You are the king, you are the light, you are the electricity... Damn I digressed again...

Bai Yang, who got out of the car, was stunned by the atmosphere for a moment, then smiled, and gradually raised his right hand.

As his right hand was raised, the scene gradually quieted down, all of them looked at Bai Yang with blushing faces, expecting him to say something.

However, Bai Yang raised his right hand to the highest point, and then...

Raised a middle finger.

"You are all rubbish"

Bai Yang laughed.

Roar……

Everyone roared and shouted wildly, not only did they not feel angry, not only did they not feel that they were humiliated, but even a voice in their hearts told themselves that it should be like this, the pickup tyrant should be such a crazy, cool and bombarding person.

What the hell, I got fucked by the pickup truck tyrant, it's an honor, it's a baptism!

...

"boss……"

Xiong Da and the others came over and surrounded Bai Yang without knowing what to say. It was really exciting. The mysterious boss in their eyes really made them realize what madness is, and what is true bullshit.

It’s okay to drive a pickup truck directly down a cliff tens of meters high, just ask if you’re afraid!

"Hey, fuck it, what's the matter, isn't this high-profile"?

Bai Yang froze.

He is also a young man, okay?

"Tall, taller than Mount Everest, boss, you are the tallest in the world, I only admire you"

"I am convinced by Zhao Yuetian..."

"I, Ye Liangchen, are convinced too..."

"Boss, can we have a py deal..."

A group of buddies surrounded Bai Yang doing all sorts of mischief.

"Damn, get out of here..."

Poplar is speechless.

Immediately Bai Yang beckoned, leading Xiong Da and his group towards the crowd.

The crowd moved away automatically. At this moment, no one was blocking Bai Yang's way. He was undoubtedly the well-deserved king here, and he should be baptized by everyone's adoring eyes.

On the edge of the venue, there was a table, and a fat white man in a floral shirt sat there with a constipated expression on his face.

Bai Yang came to him, threw Xiong Da's betting certificate on the table and said:

"Hey buddy, I'm here to collect money"

Tsk tsk, Bai Yang bet more than 20 million yuan on himself, the odds are 1 to 20, this f*cking thing has changed hands for nearly 500 million yuan, right?

"Tyrant... no, brother, dear brother, can you take it easy"?

Fatty Bai looked at Bai Yang pitifully and said.

"Interrupting five limbs can give you half a day's rest"

Bai Yang laughed.

"Brother, you are too ruthless, yes, not only did you not make a penny at the opening of the market today, but you also had to post tens of millions in. You bet a total of 24.34 million, rounded up. I am also your admirer, two Ten times, I will give you 500 million directly, how much is the account number? I will transfer it to you, and the bank will automatically deduct taxes. This is not black money, it is a necessary procedure."

Fatty Bai said without love.

"Okay, the account number is xxxxx, by the way, how much bet did you collect before the opening?"

After reporting the account number, Bai Yang couldn't help asking curiously.

"Almost all of them were bets on Wang Qing's grandson. I received 480 million bets. I thought I could make some money, but now I have invested all of them."

Fatty Bai was speechless.

They were all made by a bunch of rich people, and a few hundred people gathered nearly 500 million in such a short period of time. How many people in this world can't even eat enough...

A few minutes later, I received a text message from the bank. After tax deduction, it was only more than 400 million yuan.

"Dude, my name is Tang Shiliu, can I make friends?"

Fatty Bai looked at Bai Yang who was about to turn around and asked.

"You're a nice person, I'm Bai Yang, we have time to drink together, but I'm usually very busy"

Bai Yang turned around and shrugged with a smile.

"Understood, brother Bai is really good, people don't explain, so he should be busy"

Tang Shiliu looked at Bai Yang and gave him a thumbs up, sincerely admiring him.

"Sixteen, don't forget that I also bet 10 million on the tyrant to win. According to the odds, it's 200 million. When will you give it to me?"

A magnetic voice sounded from the side, and then a handsome young man in white appeared beside him.

This is the person who bet on himself to win, Bai Yang recognized it.

"Young Master Wu, I have no money now, please take it easy"?

Tang Shiliu said with a hippie smile.

"Get out, who doesn't know that you, Tang Shiliu, claim to be useless and can't get up early. Hurry up and get me the money from your own house, or I'll go pick up your sister"

The handsome guy in white said unhappily.

"Isn't it money? I'll give it to you. Don't think about my sister."

Tang Shiliu immediately stared and said.

Wu Shao, who was dressed in white, smiled, looked at Bai Yang, stretched out his hand and said with a smile:

"Wu Le (yue), let's make friends"

"Bai Yang, Young Master Wu is very discerning."

Bai Yang stretched out his hand to shake each other's hand and said with a smile.

"Don't call me Young Master Wu, I should be older than you and take advantage of you. Call me Angkor, and you won't suffer."

Wu Le laughed.

"Hehe, Angkor"

Bai Yang smiled and said that the other party was older than him, and he really didn't feel anything wrong.

Tang Shiliu, a fat man next to him, winked. This Wu Le's identity is not simple.

Shaking his head, Wu Le pointed to Tang Shiliu and said:

"This fat man is rich and rich, richer than you imagine, but he is a dead girl"

Tang Shiliu was speechless...

(Anyway, Shishi himself was very happy when he wrote this chapter. Well, the pickup tyrant, in short, he is much more powerful than the boar rider... It’s the third watch, so let’s count the tickets or give a reward) (To be continued.)