145: Chapter 145 Isn't he going to explode?

Watching Song Jun leave completely, Li Bingyue immediately turned around and walked up to Zhang Qi, reaching out to tightly clasp his firm, powerful arm.

She looked up at Zhang Qi, her voice filled with obvious anxiety and unease.

"Brother Qi, you were far too impulsive to agree to that race just now. Motorcycle racing is an extreme sport where you're basically unprotected; you're literally gambling with your life."

"The Racetrack changes in an instant; it's a very dangerous thing, and it's very easy for accidents to happen."

Zhang Qi looked down at Li Bingyue's very intimate hugging motion, and a confident smile appeared on his angular face.

He patted the back of Li Bingyue's hand with his other hand, his tone full of composure, and said to comfort her: "Bingyue, you don't need to be so nervous. You need to trust my strength; I will definitely be able to beat him."

Hearing these words from Zhang Qi, Li Bingyue suddenly noticed her current behavior, realizing she was clinging tightly to Zhang Qi like a little wife.

Two extremely seductive blushes instantly flew onto her fair and delicate cheeks, but she didn't let go of her hand like those coy little girls.

She was a person who dared to love and hate; since she had a great fondness for Zhang Qi in her heart, she naturally wouldn't deliberately hide anything.

Instead, she hugged Zhang Qi's arm even tighter, as if afraid he would run away, but her inner worry was also genuine.

She bit her red, alluring lips and continued to persuade him earnestly.

"Brother Qi, I am really not joking with you. This is really not child's play. A slight mistake on the Racetrack, and the consequence is a tragedy where the bike is destroyed and the person dies."

"I think for the sake of safety, you should not race him."

"You were absolutely right just now; who I am with cannot be decided by a race."

"At worst, if I can't afford to offend him, I can afford to avoid him. I'll just take a detour whenever I see him."

Zhang Qi listened quietly to her persuasion, feeling the amazing sensation from his arm; the amazing softness and elasticity unique to a young girl made him feel very satisfied.

Zhang Qi now possessed master-level driving skills and a terrifying Physique that broke through limits, so he naturally wouldn't take a second-generation rich kid like Song Jun, who relied on modified cars to win races, seriously.

He was too lazy to explain too much; proving it with actions was the most effective. He looked at Li Bingyue's anxious expression and directly interrupted her.

"Take me to the Racetrack for tomorrow's race now; let's go run two laps to see."

This action of Zhang Qi, besides wanting Li Bingyue to see his true strength with her own eyes, was also to familiarize himself with the specific road conditions of the Racetrack in advance.

Although he possessed the top-tier skills granted by the system and his strength had reached the master level.

But he had always been a cautious person; even a lion uses its full strength to catch a rabbit, so he would absolutely not be arrogant.

Li Bingyue was famous in this circle for being hot-tempered and quick-moving.

She had always had a fiery temper where her word was law, and few people could change her decisions.

But today, in front of this man full of a sense of security, she completely softened. She thought that Zhang Qi was, after all, a novice who had never really been on a Racetrack.

Once Zhang Qi went to the Racetrack to run two laps himself and personally experienced the oppressive feeling of that extreme speed.

By then, Zhang Qi might know how dangerous this sport really was.

Perhaps after he experienced it himself and felt scared, he would voluntarily give up tomorrow's race.

Thinking of this, Li Bingyue didn't continue to say any more nonsense; she nodded very obediently and agreed to Zhang Qi's suggestion to go see the Racetrack.

Seeing her agree, Zhang Qi turned his head to look at Guo Xun who had been waiting quietly on the side.

He looked at this car dealership owner and calmly gave instructions about sending the car.

"Boss Guo, please arrange a tow truck to send my motorcycle to the Racetrack."

Hearing the instructions from this super-rich client who casually threw out ten million, Guo Xun dared not hesitate.

He hurriedly patted his chest with a loud thud, his rough face filled with a flattering smile.

"Mr. Zhang, you can set your mind at ease. I will go arrange the most professional transport vehicle right now."

"I will follow the car personally and absolutely guarantee that your beloved car will be delivered to the destination without any damage."

After giving instructions about sending the car, Li Bingyue deftly put on her racing helmet.

She stepped out with her long, straight, beautiful legs and mounted that 2.6 million heavy motorcycle.

Zhang Qi also put on his helmet and sat on the back seat, leaning forward very naturally.

He reached out both hands and directly wrapped his arms around Li Bingyue's slender waist that could be held in a handful.

Accompanied by a burst of violent engine roaring, the motorcycle rushed out like an arrow off a bowstring.

The wild wind whistled crazily in his ears, and Zhang Qi clung tightly to Li Bingyue's back.

After about half an hour, the motorcycle drove out of the bustling downtown streets.

Li Bingyue drove the motorcycle and stopped steadily outside a large-scale professional Racetrack.

The scene was gathered with many young men and women wearing various professional riding gear, and the atmosphere was very hot.

Li Bingyue was a famous top-tier motorcycle goddess in this circle.

Not only was she beautiful and had a hot figure, but her driving skills were also outstanding.

So when her iconic new car drove into the venue, she instantly became the focus.

The gazes of countless enthusiasts around all gathered on her.

Li Bingyue stopped the motorcycle dashingly and took off the heavy full-face helmet on her head.

She casually shook her long, jet-black hair; the scene looked absolutely beautiful to the extreme.

Zhang Qi also got off the motorcycle, took off his helmet and held it in his hand, looking around.

Those car friends who were usually familiar with Li Bingyue were all like seeing a ghost at this time.

When they saw clearly that a man had actually gotten off the back seat of Li Bingyue's motorcycle.

Everyone widened their eyes in unison, and exaggerated expressions of extreme shock appeared on their faces.

You must know that Li Bingyue was usually very cold and aloof, and never gave any face to those pursuers.

Her motorcycle back seat had never let any man sit on it before.

A burst of uncontrollable exclamations suddenly erupted in the crowd, and everyone was whispering.

Several young guys wearing leather jackets gathered together, discussing with shocked faces.

"Holy crap, look over there, Goddess Bingyue actually brought a man over on her back seat."

"The sun must have risen from the west; who on earth is that man?"

A young man with dyed yellow hair next to him, his eyes widened like copper bells, exclaimed repeatedly.

"To actually have such big face to sit on the goddess's back seat, this treatment is simply unbeatable."

"This is the first time a man has been able to sit on Bingyue's bike; what is this guy's background?"

"Looking at his aura and appearance, he is definitely not an ordinary person; he is simply too awesome."

"Doesn't Song Jun always say that Goddess Bingyue is his girlfriend? What about this?"

"If Song Jun sees this, he will probably blow a fuse."

"This guy is a total clown; Bingyue has said that she has nothing to do with him."

Someone in the crowd suddenly mentioned Song Jun's name.

The surrounding atmosphere instantly became even more gossipy, and everyone was gloating and watching the fun.

At this moment, a rumbling engine sound came.

A flatbed truck pulling a motorcycle covered with a cloth drove into the open space outside the starting point of the Racetrack.

Seeing this scene, everyone's attention was immediately attracted.

"A motorcycle on a flatbed truck? Could it be that another racing-level motorcycle has arrived?"