The Full-level Boss, The Group Pet Lady a Has Exploded

The next night, Huo Tingxiao took Gu An to the western suburbs of Lin City.

It was originally a desolate place, but recently a brand new "death track" has been opened up on this land, attracting many people to come here for fun.

Gu An followed Huo Tingxiao in the rest hall, and a gentle breeze blew between them.

After the shower, the air was still wet, and the cool breeze was mixed with the fresh smell of grass and wildflowers.

The cool wind blew by, causing Gu An's hair to be blown up, and the black hair like a ribbon fluttered in the wind, frequently brushing in front of him.

Huo Tingxiao pinned her shattered hair behind his ear as if no one else was beside him, and his movements were indescribably familiar.

The sound of the roar of the car buzzing in the ear, and the chest cavity inside the person is also constantly fluctuating and trembling.

But these voices were nothing compared to Qin Haiyang's sour words that kept coming out one after another.

"Tsk tsk, in a large audience, the two of you don't pay attention to the influence when you show your love." Qin Haiyang said stunned.

He is a famous **** in Lincheng. The previous **** was Huo Zhehan. Since he "abandoned darkness and followed the good", the title of **** head fell on Qin Haiyang.

This gang activity, which hides Zhang Zhiyou, is a fierce racing competition on the bright side.

There weren't many tickets, but with Qin Haiyang's means, he got three abruptly, and brought Huo Tingxiao and Gu An here together.

The three of them sat in the corner of the rest hall without attracting too much attention from others.

Occasionally, some eyes floated over, but they were only amazed at the good colors of Huo Tingxiao and Gu An, and did not pay too much attention to them.

After all, most of the people who came to the "Death Track" today are rushing to win the championship, not only to prove themselves in the exciting battle, but also for the one million winning bonus of this game!

And the issuer of this bonus is an important talker of Zhang Zhiyou's hidden gang!

As long as that person can be successfully drawn out, Zhang Zhiyou's whereabouts will naturally be revealed.

Since today's game is called the "Death Track", there is naturally a reason for it.

There are a number of sharp turns and obstacle races set up throughout the track, and many of the sharp turn tracks are set on the edge of the cliff, making the game even more dangerous.

It was just when the showers were beginning to break that the track was far more slippery than usual, adding a new obstacle to the race.

During Gu An's trip, he originally thought that they would wait for the gang talker who was in charge of awarding awards to take the initiative to appear after the game was over.

Unexpectedly, when the game was about to start, Huo Tingxiao suddenly stood up.

"You want to compete?" Gu An asked incredulously, looking at his posture.

"If you don't participate, where did you get the tickets?" Huo Tingxiao raised his eyebrows slightly.

His facial features are deep and sharp as if carefully carved, and his face with tight lines is handsome.

The moment he looked over, the dark and divine eyes seemed to be adorned with stars in the sky, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Gu An was almost confused by this smile.

She bit her lip and reminded: "Be careful, if it doesn't work, it doesn't matter if you take the last place, I won't laugh at you."

Anyway, they are not contestants who came here specially to win the championship, they are just here to play soy sauce.

Even if he paddled through the entire game, he would finally be able to meet the gang talker as he wished.

Who knows, just after Gu An's voice fell, Huo Tingxiao suddenly approached.

His tall and straight figure almost enveloped Gu An's slender and gentle body.

"Dare you say I can't? Huh?" He lightly pinched the tip of the girl's nose, his warm breath following him.

In that instant, Gu An's face instantly turned like a boiled shrimp, red hot, and even faintly hot.

In a daze, Huo Tingxiao was already walking towards the arena.

Under the thick ink-like night, his tall figure was pulled by the remaining light of the corridor...