Tonight is destined to be a shameful night for Asian gambling king He Tian. Not to mention his loss of money, he even lost tonight.

After signing the transfer agreement for the Huangdu Entertainment Club, Tang Long hugged Zhang Danfeng and left the club with ease.

This time, He Tian really lost his wife and his army. He originally thought he could win Zhang Danfeng's heart.

Unfortunately, he lost, and he lost completely, even the Emperor Entertainment Club lost to Tang Long.

Seeing Tang Long hugging Zhang Danfeng and leaving the club, Li Qiantong secretly sent a text message to Xia Bingyao with jealousy.

"Who is she?" Xia Bingyao asked in a text message.

Li Qiantong sent a text message: "The four major chaebol families in the East China Sea are the eldest daughter of the Zhang family."

"Yeah, I understand." Xia Bingyao sent another text message.

Li Qiantong thought about it and sent a text message again: "Why don't we form an alliance?"

About three minutes later, Xia Bingyao came back with the word "good".

Zhang Danfeng is still very famous in the East China Sea and is named "Midnight Goddess" by the otaku.

I heard that Zhang Danfeng has the habit of racing at midnight. She once set a rule that if anyone can beat her in racing, she will accompany the other party all night.

But if the other party loses, he must pay 10 million US dollars.

Almost every few days, Zhang Danfeng will receive a challenge book.

Similarly, Zhang Danfeng also received a challenge book from the Ghost Car King tonight.

The Ghost Car King, a world-renowned racing king, I heard that his most powerful motorcycle is his motorcycle. He once ran the most famous track in the East China Sea, with nine twists and eighteen turns.

It is known as the Death Track.

Even Zhang Danfeng dared not use his extreme speed to complete the nine-turn and eighteen-turn.

"Where are you going to take me? Are you going to have a date?" Tang Long shouted in the waist of the fallen angel and held the wind.

The fallen angel did not speak, but kept twisting the accelerator. He heard a few "boom" sounds, and the star-black Harley motorcycle flew towards the suburbs like a starlight black.

Unlike other Harleys, the Harley motorcycle of Fallen Angel is full of chrome-plated kits and electric heated seats, and the world's limited edition is only 1,000, which is not something you can buy with money.

Nine twists and eighteen twists?!

Tang Long connected the surrounding monitors and checked the specific route. Only then did he realize that the place where the Fallen Angel was going was the Nine-Curves and Eighteen-Bents.

Nine Curves and Eighteen Bends is an ancient lane. It lies halfway up the mountain, with extremely twists and turns and has a very large curvature. If you are not careful, the car will be destroyed and the people will die.

When it was almost at the turn of the bends, dozens of motorcycles came from all directions, and a flag was inserted in front of each motorcycle.

The flag is black with a white skull pattern printed on it.

"Ghost Car King?" Tang Long's face changed and he said in a deep voice: "Is the one who races with you tonight the Ghost Car King?"

Boom boom boom boom.

Seeing the Harley motorcycle of the Fallen Angel appear, the other motorcycles followed the Fallen Angel and kept shouting.

"Midnight goddess!"

"Midnight goddess!"

"Midnight goddess!"

Those racing parties were screaming like crazy.

Midnight goddess?

This name is very consistent with the temperament of the fallen angel.

Puchi.

The Harley motorcycle shook its tail and braked violently, and the harsh sound of the ground rubbing against the tires was heard.

The entire body of Harley Motorcycle was upside down and finally landed heavily on the ground, almost knocking Tang Long out.

"Get out!" said the fallen angel took off his helmet and put on a motorcycle.

Vomiting.

As soon as he got off the car, Tang Long vomited while holding the light pole on the side of the road.

"Haha, that's so terrible, who's that guy?"

"I don't know you, it seems like the person brought by the Midnight Goddess."

"Tsk, this is too bad, right? Who is the Midnight Goddess who is not good to take, and he wants to bring a rookie?"

"Who said no, it's okay if you're a rookie. The key is that people are ugly, and they're scary enough to come out at night."

"Hahahaha, grandson, can you ride a motorcycle?"

At this time, more than a dozen racing players circled around Tang Long, constantly insulting Tang Long, and spoke vulgarly.

Tang Long lit a cigarette and shouted: "A bunch of Shamattes, I can't ride motorcycles, but I can ride your horses."

"Fuck, boy, are you looking for death?"

"Damn, where are you doing? We are people from the racing party, our leader is a famous ghost skeleton on the road, and his master is the Ghost Car King."

"Boy, hurry up and kneel down and confess, otherwise you will be dead when our boss comes!"

The man sitting behind the motorcycle shouted with a wooden stick.

"Repent your sister!" Tang Long raised his middle finger to the racing party and sweared: "Why do you want your horse to kneel down and serve me?"

"Ah, little brat, you dare to insult my woman!" One of the racing players directly swung the wooden stick and smashed Tang Long.

Bang.

He kicked it and heard a loud noise. The motorcycle rolled over to the ground and slid more than ten meters against the ground. Finally, it hit the light pole on the side of the road.

"Fuck, boy, you're tired of living, are you? Even the people from our racing party dare to fight?"

"Brothers, kill him!"

"Damn, boy, do you know how to write the word "death"? In the East China Sea, no one dares not to take our racing party seriously."

The racing players around him all supported motorcycles and surrounded him with sticks.

There are more and more people, with hundreds of people.

"Hmph, a bunch of little kids, you were still peeing and mud when I was chaotic." Tang Long leaned against Harley Motorcycle and said, smoking a cigarette.

The fallen angel next to him couldn't help frowning. She suddenly realized that it was a very stupid thing to take Tang Long out to race tonight.

"Damn it, die for me!" At this time, someone rushed up with a stick.

Bang.

Tang Long swung his head and punched the racing party with one punch. He punched him quickly and quickly entered lightning.

"Brothers, kill him!" Other racing parties shouted with sticks, their voices shook the sky.

Just as the fallen angel was about to come forward to stop him, a roar suddenly came, and a black motorcycle rushed over, scaring the racing players to dodge.

"Midnight Goddess, what do you mean?" A man with disheveled hair walked down from the motorcycle. The man looked handsome, had a skeleton tattoo on his arms, a black leather jacket, a wolf tattooed on his chest, and a piece of Guanyin jade Buddha hanging around his neck.

"Party leader!"

"Party leader!"

"Party leader!"

As the ghost skeleton walked over, the racing parties stood on their sides, raising their fists and shouting.

Following the party leader was a middle-aged man wearing a black skull mask. The man also had his hair loose and his domineering sideways.

"Hmph, it's not interesting. It's just that your little brother can't be a human being. My slave teaches them a lesson for me. What do you think?" The fallen angel's long hair was floating, as if it had its own special effects, and his whole body exuded the breath of a queen.

The ghost skeleton said angrily: "Of course!"

"I will always ignore your opinions." The fallen angel glanced at the ghost skeleton with disdain, and then looked at the Ghost Car King beside the ghost skeleton.

The Ghost Car King licked his lips, smiled evilly and said, "Tsk tsk, you are mine tonight!"
Chapter completed!