Motorcycle Riders

moment.

The meatballs in Qin Yiguan's hand were all eaten.

Both groups of scavengers were almost wiped out.

Only the young man who called himself Tie Ha had his mechanical arm ripped off, a gaping hole in his chest, and blood gushing from his mouth.

Qin Yiguan squatted down in front of him and asked with concern, "Why did you have to fight? Let's talk things out."

Glug glug...

Tie Ha coughed up blood, staring wide-eyed at Qin Yiguan, then glanced at the Shadow in the distance.

"Oh, so you want to steal my aircraft?"

Qin Yiguan smiled calmly, "To be honest, I saw through it a long time ago. So before I landed, I deliberately circled around this town, and then instigated the conflict between your two sides. I never expected that you would risk your lives to support me."

Glug glug...

Tie Ha was still spitting out blood and foam, its eyes bulging. It inexplicably felt that this peaceful young man was a demon. Before it could catch its breath, it died!

The next moment.

Qin Yiguan stood up and looked into the distance.

In fact, according to his observation, there were three independent forces hiding in this town, but he only attracted two of them after going around in circles.

now.

A convoy of motorcycles approached from a distance.

The motorcycle has a very cool design, with a very wide body. The front wheel is half a meter wide, and there are four wide wheels side by side on the rear. The whole body is full of technology and has a dark bronze color.

Moreover, a black flagpole, about ten meters high, was fixed to the back of the motorcycle. It was completely bare, with no flags hanging on it, and its purpose was unknown.

Behind him, a cloud of dust billowed up as seven or eight heavy motorcycles came to a stop in front of Qin Yiguan.

Qin Yiguan then realized that the driver of the lead heavy motorcycle was actually a woman.

She was wearing a tight leather outfit, and her figure was undeniably hot, with a slim waist, a perky bottom, and a full bust.

Her long, beautiful legs lightly touched the ground, and her right hand touched the side of her helmet. Her helmet, which was originally fully armed, immediately disintegrated and shrunk into a black Box resembling an earpiece on her right ear.

This woman possesses an exotic charm, brown Pupil, and is incredibly sexy and aloof.

Qin Yiguan tilted his head. "You... you also like my flying machine?"

The sexy woman sized Qin Yiguan up and down for a moment, then chuckled and patted her motorcycle, "Your thing is no match for my Guangfan motorcycle."

Beside the woman, on another heavy motorcycle.

A muscular man steadied the motorcycle, retracted his helmet to reveal a dark face, and chuckled, "Friend, your aircraft is codenamed WET-363, a seventh-generation product from Mole Civilian Aircraft Company. It has a top speed of 8% of the speed of light, is equipped with a basic civilian weapons arsenal, and its range is just average. Aside from its high price, it doesn't really have any other outstanding features."

"There's nothing we can do; that's how mass-produced goods are."

The muscular man's limbs were all mechanical. He stretched slightly and said, "I don't mean to discriminate against you. To be honest, you've just been taken advantage of. Of course, Mole Company's aircraft are still very popular, mainly because their female boss is young, sexy, and beautiful."

Qin Yiguan smiled slightly and nodded.

Beautiful female boss...

Suddenly, she understood why the Meinan had given her this WET-363 when there were so many flying machines on the market.

It's still uncertain who got fleeced by whom.

These motorcyclists, on the other hand, didn't seem like vicious criminals.

They are more like a group of professional riders and heavy motorcycle enthusiasts.

"But it's you."

But then the sexy female rider looked at Qin Yiguan and suddenly said, "You probably don't have many days left. A friendly reminder: eating won't help. If you can, do more things that make you happy."

"Oh?"

Qin Yiguan understood that the female rider had noticed his emaciated body. "My Qin Yiguan, um... the Yiguan' kind of Yiguan."

With that, the young man smiled warmly, "I really don't know much about my own situation. If the beautiful lady knows anything, please tell me more."

"I Men Luosha."

The sexy female rider tilted her head slightly, revealing her smooth and beautifully shaped chin, exuding a heroic and spirited air. "You have contracted Hunger Disease. Currently, there is no cure. There is only one outcome: to starve to death."

"Hunger Disease?"

"That's a simple and straightforward name."

Qin Yiguan glanced at the meatball box in his hand. He had just eaten seven servings in one go, but the hunger in his heart had not been relieved at all.

Immediately, Qin Yiguan looked up, "I've never heard of this disease before... Is it really incurable?"

Bang!

But then, the restaurant door in the distance was violently pushed open, and the chef, who was two meters tall and weighed 600 kilograms, walked out shakily. When he landed on one foot, the ground began to tremble.

"Hey you!"

"The door, 30,000, you haven't even lost money yet!"

The enormous cook, carrying two cleavers, strode forward with a rumbling sound. But as he walked, his body suddenly began to rapidly deflate, like a punctured balloon. In the short distance of a dozen meters, by the time he reached Qin Yiguan, he had become emaciated, as if all the fat on his body had been eaten away by an invisible monster.

Thump!

As he approached Qin Yiguan, he collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted. His body seemed to have turned into a skeleton, and his once large skin, like a wrinkled blanket, covered his body. Moments later, his skin began to shrink and dry out, as if it had lost all its nutrients.

In just a few dozen seconds.

The cook began to have difficulty breathing, and his whole body started to convulse. His translucent skin clung tightly to his bones, and his entire body looked as if it had been dried out, with no flesh or blood left.

With a few labored breaths.

The once enormous cook was now a dried-up corpse, barely breathing, and eventually died on the spot from internal organ failure.

"The more obese a person is before contracting this disease, the faster they will die from it."

Men Luosha glanced at the fat man's corpse, then looked at Qin Yiguan. "Based on my experience, you have about two days left."