This Damned Thirst for Survival

Without delay, Ge Wuchen was contacted and told to go along with the operation. Before dinner, Jiang Luo and Wen Renlian headed out in their motorbike.

The two of them headed straight for the countryside and on the highway, Jiang Luo sped up to test the feel of the bike and familiarise himself with the feeling of pressing it. As they listened to the violent, shocking roar of the bike and watched the scenery pass by, their adrenaline surged and Jiang Luo felt a long-awaited rush of excitement, and the blood that had been suppressed came out in a rush.

Smelling petrol, he ran all the way to the panhandle and drove straight to the top of the hill.

A dozen motorbikes are already parked at the top of the hill. The motorbikes are colourful and dazzling, and almost every one of them has been modified and designed. The owners stand around in twos and threes chatting, and a group of beautiful women dressed in very little and wanting beauty over temperature gather to laugh and jest.

Jiang Luo and Wen Renlian pulled over and Wen Renlian pointed to a man with a tiger tattoo inside the car owner and said, "His name is Liu Qi, he runs the race here, he's the leader here."

Wen Renlian took him to Liu Qi and in a lighter tone, "Motorcycle racing has become more and more famous over the years, it used to be purely about skill, but now gambling has been added. Betting on money or female and male partners, and betting on other things, the game is getting bigger and bigger."

As they spoke, Liu Qi saw them and approached with a male companion in his arms, "A rare guest, Wen Ren."

He reached out and shook Wen Renlian's hand firmly and turned his head towards Jiang Luo.

Liu Qi is a fierce-looking man, but the man in his arms is quite handsome. He struggles impatiently with Liu Qi's hand and gives Jiang Luo and Wen Renlian a few sidelong glances. This was Liu Qi's new boyfriend, Zheng Ning, whose eyes slid over Wen Renlian and Jiang Luo's bodies as if they were grocery shopping.

Wen Renlian introduced, "This is my buddy Jiang Luo, who wanted to tag along for the run tonight."

Liu Qi looked Jiang Luo up and down and then looked at his car, "Sure, welcome. Do you want someone to run around with you first to get familiar with the road?"

"Let's see," Jiang Luo looked into the racers and saw a familiar face, "Isn't that Fu Wei?"

As soon as he spoke, Zheng Ning looked at him. Jiang Luo's charm was not in vain, Zheng Ning couldn't look away from him and had mixed feelings. On the one hand, he was jealous and defensive towards Jiang Luo, and could barely maintain his arrogance when he looked at Jiang Luo's face, but on the other hand, he felt that Jiang Luo did not look like the one below him and that he was not a competitor.

He answered before Liu Qi did, "Yes, it's the big star. He recently came over to our city to record a show, and he comes over to play in the evenings when he's free, do you know him?"

"A bit of a friend," Jiang Luo smiled at Zheng Ning, "if you want his autograph, I can take you over to him."

Zheng Ning's mind was steadied by these words. Zheng Ning had been courted by many men and he was sure that Jiang Luo was a hint of his interest. Although Jiang Luo was too pretty for his liking, it satisfied his vanity to be courted by such a good-looking man.

He said haughtily, "Go on then, I kinda like the star."

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Liu Qi didn't care and patted Zheng Ning on the buttocks and let him follow Jiang Luo.

Few people who come here don't notice Fu Wei, because he stands out from the rest of the crowd like a spotlight.

He is leaning against his heavy motorbike, smoking a cigarette in silence with his head down and his curly hair covering the corners of his eyes. His legs are folded and he is wearing leather boots. There is no one around to talk to him, making Fu Wei look unapproachable.

Jiang Luo hasn't seen Fu Wei since he quit the show Next Stop, Idol, but you can occasionally brush up on him. Fu Wei made his debut in the C-suite with a broken vote, and has been a hot mess since his debut. His resources have already left the rest of his teammates behind and he is already a big star with some fame.

At the sound of footsteps, Fu Wei looked up, expressionless, and froze when he saw Jiang Luo, his face changing slightly. He stood up straight and his voice trailed off, " Jiang Huan ."

Zheng Ning looked at Jiang Luo, wasn't his name Jiang Luo?

"It's been a long time," Jiang Luo said without changing his face, "I heard your new song the other day and it was great."

Fu Wei raised his eyebrows noncommittally, "Thank you."

Fu Wei has become polite.

Jiang Luo said, "Do you have time to sign an autograph for your fans?"

Fu Wei looked over at Zheng Ning and nodded.

But Zheng Ning didn't have a pen and paper on him, so he smiled and said to Fu Wei, "I don't have a pen, handsome, do you have one on you?"

Fu Wei frowned and pulled out an autograph pen from the car. Zheng Ning turned his back directly to Fu Wei and pulled on his jumper, "You can sign directly on my back."

Fu Wei looked down to write, and the smell of motor oil caught Zheng Ning's nose, almost making Zheng Ning's legs go limp. He couldn't help but look back at Fu Wei, his face suddenly flushed a little.

He prefers this to Jiang Luo.

Fu Wei tossed the pen away after writing his signature, his dark eyes resting on Jiang Luo again, "A match with me?"

Jiang Luo was happy to oblige, "Come on."

The two men get into the car and dash down the hill from the top. The road was treacherous, it was nearing dusk, the light was not good and the street lights were not on. But the two locomotives went off like arrows without hesitation, their engines roaring and vibrating.

Jiang Luo had watched the road conditions on the hill on the way up, and now he had a good idea of what to expect, so he steadily picked up speed. Fu Wei and Jiang Luo were able to keep pace with each other at the beginning, but when he slowed down in the bend, he was overtaken by Jiang Luo.

Halfway up the hill, two locomotives buzzed past.

When he reached the straight, Fu Wei caught up with Jiang Luo again. He drove the bike shoulder to shoulder with Jiang Luo, the metallic voice in his helmet muffled, "You took care of the faceless ghost that was following me, didn't you?"

Jiang Luo shouted back, "That's right. Do you want to thank me?"

Fu Wei is silent for a moment and slows down, allowing Jiang Luo to take the lead.

The race was soon over, with Fu Wei half a body length behind Jiang Luo. Jiang Luo took off his helmet, sweat sticking to his neck and his face was flushed with excitement from the stifling heat in his helmet. The hillclimb was exciting, but Jiang Luo was not in the best of moods as he could see that Fu Wei was deliberately losing to him.

Such behaviour brought Jiang Luo's already high spirits down to the bottom of the barrel.

Fu Wei, also sweating, threw Jiang Luo a cigarette, "What do you want to ask for?"

They were a competition and Fu Wei, as the losing team, must have to pay something.

Jiang Luo calmed down with the mountain breeze and suddenly asked, "Do you have many fans?"

Fu Wei looked at him with a sultry look and compared it to a number.

Jiang Luo raised his lips, "Okay, I'll remember. There's nothing I want now, I'll talk to you when I think of it."

It was a very excessive request, as there was no guarantee of what Jiang Luo would offer afterwards. But Fu Wei didn't hesitate, he looked down and lit the fire, smoke spilling out of the corners of his cold, hard lips, "Yes."

Jiang Luo was a little surprised to see him agree so readily. Although Fu Wei was still a smoker and a loner, his temper was much better than before. But when he thought about it, Jiang Luo realised that the reason Fu Wei used to act like he was untouchable was probably to keep others away from him, so that he wouldn't be targeted by the faceless ghosts hiding in the darkness.

After the two men finished their cigarettes and returned to the top of the hill, Liu Qi's partner looked at Jiang Luo in disbelief for a moment, changing his dismissive demeanour to one of fastidiousness, but with his eyes still on Fu Wei.

The title followed suit, "Brother Jiang, have you been driving a locomotive for many years?"

"I've driven it before," Jiang Luo can see what Zheng Ning is thinking, but his expression remains the same, even more patient, his smile wobbly, "It's been a while since I touched it, my hands are a bit raw."

After Jiang Luo was abandoned by his mother, he let himself go, smoking, drinking, dancing and biking.

Zheng Ning said absentmindedly, "So you're really good ......"

Wen Renlian took a bottle of water and threw it to Jiang Luo, lowering his voice and asking, "He's coming soon, isn't he?"

Jiang Luo shushed Wen Renlian with a raised finger.

They waited quietly for a few minutes before they heard a masculine engine vibrate and a sports car arrived at the top of the hill.

Liu Qi's face changed at the sight of the number plate and he quickly greeted them. He leaned out of the car window and said something to someone, and two people got out of the car.

In front of the group is a rich young man who used to race bikes, and who is a very good driver. It's been a long time since he's been on a motorbike, but Liu Qi is the one who took him on.

Behind Wang Shao followed a strange man in an overcoat. He came walking carelessly, observing his surroundings with interest. A pair of dark eyes were gloomy and somewhat eerily ominous.

Tall and extremely good looking, look down and it's substantial there too ......

Zheng Ning stared blankly at the man, his heart beating faster than ever. It was as if he was seeing a murderer or a living corpse approaching, instinctively trembling with fear, but mentally enthralled.

Zheng Ning was completely overwhelmed by this dangerous and charming contradiction, which was even more powerful than the one Fu Wei had brought to him. Zheng Ning's breathing quickened, and the next moment he saw the man look at him and smile at him with an icy smile.

A chill ran through Zheng Ning's body and his legs trembled uncontrollably, but he managed to force a smile back.

He couldn't help but think as he shivered: how pretty ......

At this moment, a hand suddenly covered Zheng Ning's back and when he turned his head, Jiang Luo patted him on the back, "Are you alright?"

Looking at Jiang Luo's face, which had leaned in close to his for some time, Zheng Ning was also stunned. Suddenly a great sense of vanity came over him, Jiang Luo had met him once and showed him affection, and was so concerned about him. The strange man was also smiling at him, and Zheng Ning couldn't help but wonder what kind of luck he had.

Jiang Luo's concern was so welcome that his voice softened, "It's fine."

If Zheng Ning had to choose someone to spend the night with, he would choose the strange man who made his heart flutter. However, he is willing to give Jiang Luo a contact of his own.

Jiang Luo didn't seem to see Chi You walking towards him, his eyes focused on Zheng Ning and the corners of his lips curled up slowly, "It's good that you're okay."

Zheng Ning suddenly blushed a little.

But no one has found out.

The sexy, pretty side of the dark-haired youth's sweat-stained, sweat-drenched face was facing the evil spirit approaching towards them.