boom!

A violent explosion sounded, a bright red light appeared under the cliff, thick smoke billowed out, and shrill screams spread throughout the nine twists and turns.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Tang Long hugged the fallen angel's waist and looked down. While hugging him, he didn't forget to secretly take advantage of it.

So soft and so fragrant!

Tang Long deliberately put his arm on the fallen angel's chest, pretending to be panicked, which made the fallen angel really want to kick Tang Long down.

"Have you touched enough?" The fallen angel said with a cold face. Her long hair was blowing wildly, almost even with her shoulders when blown by the evening breeze.

A pair of red and phoenix eyes stared coldly at Tang Long, and the scimitars on both sides of his jade legs emitted a cold light.

In this case, Tang Long's feeling of heat disappeared instantly, leaving nothing behind.

Tang Long hurriedly took a few steps back and said sheepishly, "I didn't mean it."

The fallen angel said coldly: "This is bad."

Tang Long was puzzled: "Why do you say that?"

The fallen angel shook his black hair, then turned around and said: "The Ghost Skeleton is nothing, he is just a little gangster, but the Ghost Car King is different. He has a complicated background. I heard that he is a member of the Hell Killer Organization, and his master is

One of the leaders, nicknamed 'Hei Wuchang', is ranked eighth on the global killer list. He is a difficult character. I heard that he is good at flying cards, and he is also a magician."

"Hei Wuchang?"

Tang Long frowned and asked, "How do you know so clearly? Are you also a killer?"

The fallen angel didn't speak, just snorted and planned to leave on his motorcycle.

"Hey, what should I do? You won't leave me here alone, right? I'm afraid of the dark?" Tang Long said pretending to be shy.

Boom boom.

The fallen angel turned the accelerator and sneered: "Figure it out yourself."

Whoosh.

Spark's black Harley motorcycle disappeared from sight in an instant, leaving only the sound of the engine running.

Black and impermanent?!

Ranked eighth on the global killer list, he is good at playing cards and he is also a magician.

He is ranked eighth on the global killer list, which means that Hei Wuchang has a strength that is not weaker than that of the fallen angels, and it is very likely that he has reached the level of transformation.

In the world of killers, the Hell Killer Organization can barely rank among the top twenty. I heard that its founder is called King of Hell, and it ranks fourth on the global killer list, even more powerful than the fallen angels.

I heard that the Hell Killer organization has a habit. Before killing a target, they like to mail a skeleton blackmail to the target.

The so-called skull black card is actually a card with a black skull printed on it.

Anyone who receives such a black message will go to hell to have tea with the King of Hell.

"Help...Help, I...I don't want to die." At this moment, a cry came from the edge of the cliff, and a black shadow was seen slowly climbing up.

Ghost skeleton?

Tang Long looked down, squatted down and said with a smile: "Hey, do you want to live or die?"

"I want... I want to live!" the ghost skeleton said with a sad face while grabbing the tree roots hanging down by the cliff.

Tang Long rubbed his thumb and index finger and said, "I heard that you are the leader of the drag racing party. You should be very rich, right?"

The corners of Ghost Skull's mouth twitched a few times, and he cried: "I don't have any money. I lost all my money to the Midnight Goddess, which is a total of 20 million US dollars. I am as poor as an egg now."

"Is that so?" Tang Long curled his lips and waved his hands: "Forget it, you can crawl by yourself."

Seeing that Tang Long was about to leave, Ghost Skull hurriedly shouted: "Although I have no money, I have a lot of motorcycles in my collection. You can pick one at will."

"Hey, you should have told me earlier. Talking about motorcycles hurts feelings." Within a few seconds, Tang Long came back and reached out to pull the ghost skeleton up.

The Ghost Skeleton was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. This time he really lost his life in vain. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have crashed like the Ghost Car King and killed everyone.

Ghost Skeleton's real name is Chen Xiaokun, and his family owns a restaurant. His family owns the largest restaurant chain in China, "Wei Zhi Mei", and his family fortune is in the billions.

He is also considered the number one figure in Donghai.

Entering the garage, Chen Xiaokun followed Tang Long carefully. He was completely conquered by Tang Long. Damn, you can even dodge bullets. How strong is this?

Chen Xiaokun is really a car fan. He has more than fifty motorcycles in his collection, each of which is a global limited edition.

Just like Zhang Danfeng, there is a set of Harley-Davidson CVO in various colors.

Seeing Tang Long drooling all over the floor, Chen Xiaokun was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped forward and begged: "Young Master Tang, these are all mine. You can only choose one at most."

"Haha, Xiao Chen, you are too polite. I originally wanted to spend money to buy it. Since you insist on giving it to me, I am embarrassed to refuse, so I can just choose one." With that, Tang Long chose one.

A black motorcycle. The motorcycle he chose has four wheels and looks very cool.

thump.

Seeing Tang Long choose the Dodge Tomahawk, Chen Xiaokun knelt down directly on the ground. Damn, this is the most expensive motorcycle in my collection. It is worth up to 600,000 US dollars, which is more than 3 million yuan converted into RMB.

"Well, this car is good." Tang Long nodded repeatedly while riding a Dodge Tomahawk.

Chen Xiaokun almost said in a pleading tone: "Mr. Tang, can you choose another one? This motorcycle is my favorite!"

Tang Long put on his sunglasses, started the car and said, "Haha, Xiao Chen, I have a habit of basing my own happiness on the pain of others."

You dare to shoot me with a gun. This motorcycle can be regarded as my spiritual compensation.

Dodge Tomahawk, worth $600,000, 10-cylinder top speed.

Most notably, this motorcycle has 4 wheels.

Most 4-wheel motorcycles are toys, but the front and rear wheels of this car are in pairs and close together.

So from the side, it still looks like a traditional motorcycle.

The Dodge Tomahawk can stop itself without a support frame, just like a car.

The Tomahawk motorcycle adopts a creative new suspension, and all four wheels can maintain contact with the ground even when turning.

"Haha, is this the fastest motorcycle in the world? It's like a ghost!" Tang Long rode a Dodge Tomahawk through the empty streets, accelerating from 0 to 100km/h in just 2.5 seconds.

It only took a few minutes for Tang Long to ride a Dodge Tomahawk back to the villa.

The Dodge Tomahawk has four wheels, so it can park on the ground like a car.

"Hey, luckily my wife is already asleep." After closing the door, Tang Long covered his mouth and snickered.

But at this moment, the lights in the villa came on.

"Old Tang, where have you been fooling around again?" Xia Bingyao leaned on the sofa and said with an indifferent expression.

Tang Long stood up straight in a hurry, scratched the back of his head and said, "Ha, wife, you're not asleep yet? Are you waiting for me? I'm so touched. Is this love?"

Snapped.

Xia Bingyao slammed the table and said angrily: "Slick, Tang Long, what do you think this place is? A hotel? Even if it is a hotel, do you have to tell me? Do you know, Tangtang?
Chapter completed!