Ye Caitang looked at the school tyrant's classmate suddenly flushed, like an innocent and innocent teenager, she couldn't help but hook her mouth with a funny smile.

"My nephew, I called the police just now, and the police will arrive soon, so go home soon!"

She glanced at the wailing locomotive owners on the ground, quickly typed and uttered on the phone screen.

"It's dark, it's not safe."

Immediately, Ye Caitang turned around and walked towards her cool, fiery red heavy locomotive that she had snatched from the street before.

She put on her helmet elegantly, and just about to step on the locomotive, she was suddenly grabbed by Gu Junyi's arm.

Ye Caitang tilted her head to look at Gu Junyi in doubt, and asked silently.

"What's wrong?"

"I..." Gu Junyi stammered while looking at Ye Caitang with red ears.

"I...I still...can't go home yet."

"Why?" Ye Caitang raised her brows in doubt and typed and said, "Want me to take you to the hospital?"

Gu Junyi shook his head quickly and explained.

"No, I still have a race to participate in."

"You are like this now, still thinking about participating in the Saimo race?"

Ye Caitang glanced at Gu Junyi, holding her chest and standing still, still pale, frowning, typing and vocalizing.

It seems that the injury was serious just now, maybe your rib was broken, right?

"I think you are going to the hospital now, and the physical examination is the real thing."

Gu Junyi asked tentatively about Ye Caitang's heroic appearance and flexible skills when she was just riding a motorcycle.

"Sister Ye, this race is really important to me."

"I would like to ask you to help me participate in a race in my name, can you?"

"Let me take part in the race for you?" Ye Caitang heard Gu Junyi's request and hurriedly typed and said in surprise.

"But I don't know how to drive Saimo."

Gu Junyi immediately glanced at the locomotive next to Ye Caitang.

"Sister Ye, you can ride a motorcycle. Obviously it is the world's limited-edition top racing motorcycle from the originator of Saimo, TC. It is worth nearly three million and has the best performance and explosive power."

"You told me that you won't drive Saimo, is it possible?"

Ye Caitang immediately lowered her head when she heard the words, and silently glanced at the locomotive next to her: "..."

Saimo worth nearly three million?

Is this thing an ordinary small motorcycle?

This fancy red color completely misled her.

Ye Caitang suddenly thought of it sadly.

Will the teenager who was just robbed of Saimo want to strangle her to death?

Seeing Ye Caitang's silence, Gu Junyi didn't answer his question, and suddenly spoke in disappointment.

"Sister Ye, don't worry if you don't want to help me, I won't blame you."

He dropped his words, clutched his painful chest, and staggered towards the Saimo Club.

His motorcycle is maintained in the Motorsports Club, and he will ride the Motorsports to the race site.

"Forget it, it's a big deal to play with injuries, if you lose, you will be bad luck for the young master."

"Being that guy's little brother as the little master, he can at best serve that guy tea, and that guy shouldn't dare to embarrass me too much."

Gu Junyi said to himself as he walked staggeringly.

In fact, what he wants to do more is to discuss with that guy to change the time, but unfortunately...

He had just changed the time last time, and if he always changed the time, that guy would think he was guilty.

Suddenly, Gu Junyi's arm was grabbed by Ye Caitang.

"Well, don't sell it badly, I promise you."

Ye Caitang couldn't bear to glance at the red blood on Gu Junyi's chest, and quickly typed on her mobile phone.

"I'll help you go to the game, and you should go to the hospital for treatment."

Alas, in fact, she is just a kid riding a small motorcycle,

But the nephew has a request, what can I do? Just bite the bullet.