Bad Boy'S Sweet Love
Winning Wild Racing

The right time for the wild racers to start showing off the action, when the night begins to clear the day at 24:00. The atmosphere was crowded in a quiet street. Some ordinary motorcycles until the modified cool, looks neatly parked on the side of the road. Meanwhile, there were many young men gathered around him. They dare to spend money for the sake of idols can win.

The road along the arena is approximately thirty meters, it does look stunning for motorcycle lovers. The condition of the road is smooth, a little turn and surrounded by some rice fields makes it rarely crossed by many vehicles at night. Some lighting pole on the left right side of the road, making the situation not too dark. It is perfect for wild racing.

Tiger is the leader of the Brike gang, which is crazy for power and so does a lot of ways to get what he wants. Many people have complained about their behavior. Often times brawl between gangs, but not to the point of damaging some citizen goods. Just hurt each other and hit. Who is strong gets bogeman he is the winner.

In fact, often times coming out of the list of policed coaching is common. But the name is a hobby, they still do betting for the wild race. For them, who wins is considered the most powerful and feared boss.

The spectators started cheering at the arrival of a man from the south. His presence in the middle of the wild racecourse, looks striking. With a dashing face, high height, thick eyebrows, thin lips slightly reddish and of course almost love-shaped.

His eyes implied a veiled fear for anyone who saw him. That look always shone with firmness. Every girl always wants to be her boyfriend, but it looks like he's a guy who's temporarily anti-girl. For him now the strongest and considered brave is the main goal known.

"The match of our enemies this time seems like it can't be underestimated, Boss!" say one friend at a time, a man.

"Yes. Look at that beautiful face. Heard he was also good at running street tracks, which could have made him the invincible ruler," another gesture of praise.

"So you're underestimating my abilities?"

"Not that, Boss. We just gave a little leak about our opponent this time, so you're more careful of him."

"It's ok. You don't have to be so scared. You guys don't know me. Have you ever seen me lose, right? So never doubt my abilities," Dongkol felt like all the men were underestimating.

"Eeh, yes, Boss. Forgive us. We're just warning you to be more vigilant."

"Eem, don't bacot much anymore. You better prepare the motorcycle fittings, to be safe and agile when the race will be."

"Ready, Boss. All are safe and modified as usual, so no need to worry about the ability of the motor this time."

"Good then. If you win you are also profitable, so do not brag your mouth. It's hot, okay?"

"Good, Boss." One of them represents.

"Look at me later, how will I beat the racer who said you were great with fun and nimble," Fearless. Smile with confidence.

It sounded violent, so everything fell silent. Tiger, indeed a man who does not talk much, but once spoken can make people hurt and can not say anything more.

Everyone started cheering, as the figure of a young man with a rancid face appeared with some friends behind him. The style looks very arrogant, arrogant when approaching the motorcycle arena, carrying his white fullface helmet, starting to show that he will not give up too.

The two glared at each other, ready to clash. Both give a smile of pride. Today was the first time they had met in the arena. The opponent looks so annoying. At once looks so attractive in the eyes of Tiger, as an opponent who likely will not want to budge.

Two people immediately put on safety equipment, in the form of gloves and did not forget the helmet. Tiger stared fiercely at the opponent next to him while pounding gas, causing a noise.

Seen a beautiful woman who is molecular, now standing in the middle of the race area. Dress tight shirt with mini skirt. White thigh skin is clearly plastered, so it adds to the lust of someone who sees it wants to know. He is now seen holding a black and white flag, a sign the match is about to start.

"Ok, we're gonna start."

"Is it Ready ... all?"

Bruum .. brummm, there are only answers the bike continues to be strongly gassed by two riders who do not want there to be a defeat.

Cheers from both camps also add to the heat of the atmosphere. However, Tiger and the opponent seemed to be indifferent to the audience's voice. Both of them looked focused, staring at a single point ahead. It seemed, their desire to defeat each other was so strong.

One, two, .

Hooo ... !

The flag held by the woman ***** is flown.

Bruuum .. bbrummmm .. nggghhhhhh

Two people who become racers continue to advance their bikes recklessly, and overtaking each other is their trick, and trying to get ahead of each other.

Missed the usual thing, but do not want to give up just like that. The name of greatness that is already known should not fall just because of losing.

Now the opponent began to appear to lead the front with Tiger behind him. Smirk's smiling opponent saw this as a result of being left far behind, but the smile did not last long.

The finish line is starting to show. Tiger who had relaxed now chasing, by increasing the speed of the motor. He was waiting for the opponent a little off guard, so that he could nimbly start to precede and the levee was a bit behind him.

The opponent who had smiled arrogantly, now began to be wary of seeing Tiger can overtake in the middle he was bikungungan, until finally he also increased the speed of his motor speed in order to overtake again.

But it seemed futile, as the flag had finally fluttered, Tiger's mark managed to quickly come to the finish line.

"Wih, the boss is very, very good. You can win again. It is indeed invincible to your abilities, Boss!" One of the men.

The helmet opens, revealing a cool, sweet, handsome face.

"Yes that. So don't always underestimate people's abilities before you see them."

"Sipplah, Boss. No longer, we doubt your ability."

"That means we're having another party tonight, right?"

"Hm. It must be as usual."

"Eeh, but you don't drink too much anymore. I'm disgusted, look at you until you vomit in a disco yesterday."

"Hehehe, sorry dech. The end of a victory party, must be used well to be satisfied to enjoy a drink."

It is common for them to party with berakh*hol drinks. The young men even always forget the time when it has run out. Beautiful girls do not forget to participate enliven by being a karaoke guide. Tiger can only be silent to see the behavior of the men, because he does not like to drink too drunk and can be absentminded of who he is. Especially if caught by a big boss, it can be mentally beaten all out.

"But not even vomiting in place. Watch out, yeah! It's hard to bring you home later."

"Berez. If not blatant."

while Tiger was hearing the commotion between the men, he could only shake his head. It's a common thing to make fun of each other. Even jokingly hitting each other has become gang food, to be more familiar with each other.

While the defeated opponent, seeing the smile of happiness they already felt furious, angry and planned to want revenge.