In the spring of 2014, the New Year Festival just passed, and the warmth was still cold. The coldness of the north country did not completely dissipate. The whistling north wind blew, rolling up gusts of dust. The sky was covered with dark clouds, as if the last snow in early spring was about to fall. The pedestrians were all wrapped in thick clothes, wrapped tightly from head to toe.

At 6:10, it was the rush hour after get off work, and the road was filled with vehicles of all sizes. Whether it was a Land Rover worth one or two million or a QQ worth tens of thousands, they were lined up in order on the congested streets. The performance of the vehicles was not visible. No matter how expensive the cars were, they could not fly over and could only move in order.

A huge roar came from a distance, a road race with a very modern aesthetic, on the bustling streets, the agile, stalwart, enjoying the passion of speed on the congested road, with a very high return rate.

With a racing driver's equipment, 24-year-old Yang Yuanzhao is familiar with controlling motorcycles. He is a crazy motorcycle enthusiast and likes everything related to speed. Just a year's road race was bought by him. In just four months, he modified it seven times, and his speed and performance almost reached the extreme of being able to be modified.

The locomotive flexibly bypassed the series of traffic, swept them behind them, and entered an old community, which was hidden in a tall building. It was well-green and green, but the dim exterior walls and thick cracks showed its age.

The road race finally stopped at the door of a unit. Just as I put down my helmet, a familiar tune sounded, and the speaker of my phone seemed to have been modified, which shocked the whole world.

The reason for choosing the counterfeit Apple is not for performance or vanity. There is only one reason, and the sound is loud. Of course, after I came back, I specially changed the speakers. In the most noisy vegetable market, I can clearly hear the phone sound, let alone the slightly quiet community here.

He picked up his cell phone, looked at the photo of the vulgar man on the screen, smiled knowingly, answered the phone, and said, "Stinky Lao Jiu, have you got the thing?"

"Of course I got it, otherwise I would dare to call you. The original BMW S1000RR engine, Knife, you really want to install it in your road race. This is the eighth time. Is your road race or a road race?"

"Why, don't you believe in my level?" Yang Yuanzhao said confidently: "I have been preparing for this for 3 months!"

"I definitely don't believe others say this. You are a genuine engineer of ZS team. You have participated in the Asian motorcycle rally and are just modified. What can you not win? But why do you need to change it like this? Why not get a new one?"

"I don't have money, let's talk about it, I don't have any sense of accomplishment when I buy the finished product!" Yang Yuanzhao said with a lip.

"I understand, a hardcore enthusiast, I'll leave the things to your house. You can go and see them yourself. I'm going to go to the disco. Do you want to come? Ash recently brought three new girls, which are so beautiful!"

"Get out, be careful of your waist!"

"I'm the best in the world, do you want to try it? Electric small motor!" The sloppy laughter, the despicable tone, with the sound of subwoofer motors. Lao Jiu had already walked into the discotheque at this time, and the subwoofer and shouts had already been heard.

"Tsk, bye!"

After hanging up the phone, Yang Yuanzhao went upstairs in three steps and two steps. This is an old-fashioned community with only seven floors and no elevator. In the ever-changing city, it looks old and full of three bedrooms and one living room. He lives alone, which looks a bit messy. When you open the security door, you will see the small living room. The old-fashioned structure makes the living room relatively smaller.

In the center of the room, there is a huge workbench with messy equipment, engine models and physical objects, making the house look like a factory and more like a house.

I opened the small refrigerator, took out a glass of milk, took a sip, and turned on the speaker, and the melodious tune came. Erquan Yingyue, if she had not seen it with her own eyes, I would probably not believe it. The crazy motorcycle enthusiast and motorcycle engineer Yang Yuanzhao are a folk music lover.

The melodious erhu sounded, feeling the rhythm of the music. Yang Yuanzhao slowly walked to the workbench. In the middle of the workbench, a square box marked with many Germans was placed in the center. The BMW logo was particularly eye-catching. It tore open the packaging and foam in three or five seconds, and the gloss of metal came into view.

It looks square, but it is a masterpiece of the industrial era. The cold shell and the inexplicable metal feel, Yang Yuanzhao's breath seems to become thicker in an instant.

BMW S1000RR engine, four-stroke inline four-cylinder water-cooled engine, with an exhaust volume of 999cc, 193 horsepower/13000rpm, and a maximum torque of 112Nm/9750rpm. A series of data, as if it was imprinted in my mind, this thing is more expensive than the road race outside. Even if it is a second-hand one, it costs him 40,000 soft girl coins. He spends so much money, and almost two years of salary and private money are all spent in it. Spending so much money to build an engine is crazy in the eyes of ordinary people, it is unparalleled madness. In the eyes of mechanical enthusiasts, this is a magical object of modification.

193 horsepower is in the peak state among the motorcycle engines. Although it has not exceeded 200, the large dump of the double-bridge eight-wheeled rear end has only one hundred and eight hundred horsepower, which can pull dozens of tons of horsepower. On a small motorcycle, the power is so powerful.

Touching this industrial masterpiece, he was thinking about the modification plan. Regarding the modification, Yang Yuanzhao had already made countless drafts. Compared with the actual objects and imagination, he made some fine adjustments. He almost realized the information. The materials had been prepared long ago. Next, he had to find someone to get the road race. After completing the modification, the road race will change the cannon. When he thought of the motorcycle that was spraying black smoke and making a huge roar, he couldn't help but smile. The Japanese small horsepower engine should have been thrown away.

Immersed in excitement and thinking, Yang Yuanzhao didn't pay attention. At this moment, a stream of light flashed, slightly with orange-red light, crossing the sky like a meteor, flying towards the ground at an astonishing speed, and coincidentally crashed into Yang Yuanzhao's room. He heard the sound of glass breaking. He subconsciously turned around and saw only a touch of orange-red, as if he was hit by a galloping cart, his whole body was shocked. The huge pain made his brain fall into trouble in an instant. At the moment of losing consciousness, he seemed to hear a mechanical sound: "Discover that humans, Chinese descent in the dark age, meet the conditions for recognizing the master, and recognizing the master begins!"

Next, it was darkness.
Chapter completed!