car altar supreme

Chapter 108 Explosives Strike
"Old Wang, do you think what she said is credible?" Mo Shu asked calmly.

"It's not like lying. Why did Weimin make up such a big lie to deceive us, not to mention that what she said actually happened here." Wang Yu took the phone, and the name displayed on the screen was his sister Wang Qing , the handset is always a "shut down" prompt tone.

"Did Geng Hua contact you? Where's Wang Yining?" Mo Shu still asked unwillingly.

Wang Yu shook his head, obviously he had tried one by one.

If Weiermin hadn't lied, the other three people in the gods' convoy should be on the plane back home at this moment.

With no other choice, Wang Yu had to flip through the phone's address book, trying to contact the members of the god team one by one.

Finally, the two got the answer from the crew engineer of the God team.

According to the crew engineer, Wang Yining received a WeChat message from Wang Yu the night before yesterday.

The content is only a short sentence, "All the drivers of the team will start today and return to Nanshan quickly! Urgent!".

Although this WeChat message made Wang Yining confused, but because it was sent by Wang Yu's account, she didn't think about fraud or fraud.

But when Wang Yining replied to the inquiry, Wang Yu never responded again.

Later, Wang Yining found that neither Mo Shu nor Wang Yu could get through to the phone, and Wang Yining did not have the contact information of their relatives around them.

Because of time constraints, Wang Yu emphasized the word "urgent" in WeChat.

In desperation, Wang Yining and others had no choice but to decide without authorization. While the ERC was still in transition, the three drivers of the team boarded the plane back home together.

"My day? Could it be that my WeChat account was stolen?" Wang Yu was too busy to open WeChat at all during this time.

Sure enough, not only Wang Yu, but even Mo Shu's WeChat also displayed a reminder of "wrong password".

It seems that Weiermin is right. Since Guan Mie is proficient in racing radio engineering technology, there are probably many ways to hack their social accounts.

In this way, if the other three Tianzun of the Six Realms were recruited, they probably would not be able to escape this kind of routine.

Tomorrow, Yunding Peak will definitely become very lively, and all the top drivers in the world will be there.

But the more masters present, the more passive Guan Mie is in?

For the time being, they couldn't figure out what Guan Mie was thinking.

"Look!" Mo Shu got up and strolled to the floor-to-ceiling windows, but suddenly exclaimed.

Wang Yu narrowed his eyes and looked in the surprised direction of Mo Shu.

I saw a hunched figure standing under the office building waving his hands, as if deliberately trying to attract their attention.

Although they couldn't see each other's face, who would have such a decayed body, apart from Guan Mie, they couldn't think of another person.

"Bell~~~"

Mo Shu's cell phone rang again.

"Uncle, what the hell are you doing?" Mo Shu opened his mouth and asked.

"Hey, young man, don't worry, listen to the old man tell you slowly." Guan Mie was full of complacency.

The handset was still on the phone, Guan Mie said a lot on the receiver.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Shu muttered to himself, "Is this uncle mentally ill?"

But Wang Yu said with a pale face: "There is definitely a problem, what do you think we should do next?"

"What, I can only listen to him, otherwise everyone will go to the west." Mo Shu curled his lips.

Wang Yu bit his lower lip, picked up the phone and asked, "Do you want to call the police?"

Mo Shu was so startled that he pressed Wang Yu's hand down, and shouted: "Don't die, people just said that if we call the police, we will blow up Yunding Peak and tens of thousands of spectators present."

"I'm skeptical of this uncle's statement. Does he have hands and eyes? Can he really cover this mountain with explosives?" Wang Yu didn't believe it.

"Brother, I know the method of crown destruction. You have no idea how many lives this guy has destroyed." The life Mo Shu said refers to the system and his clansmen.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Seeing Mo Shu's strong objection, Wang Yu threw the phone aside.

"What can we do? After all the staff are here, let's hold a meeting and discuss and make a decision." Mo Shu became more and more angry as he thought about it, and slapped the table hard.

Half an hour later, the track was cleared and the race finally proceeded smoothly.

Mo Shu and Wang Yu, on the other hand, had long since given up on paying attention to what happened on the track.

There was a dead silence in Wang Yu's office.

After a long time, Mo Shu stood up and looked out the window again, and found that the dozens of cars that Guan Mie had brought before were now evenly distributed around the arena.

Outside each car, there were two or three men in black separated from each other. They scanned the surroundings vigilantly, as if they were trying to prevent someone from slipping away.

At the same time, the big screen on the scene flickered suddenly, and the live track was stopped.

The enthusiastic spectators were in an uproar, and everyone still didn't know what happened.

Not long after, the big screen suddenly lit up again, and an empty podium appeared on the screen, like the layout of a press conference.

After a few more seconds, a figure flashed past the camera, and coughing sounded. It turned out that the person had bypassed the podium and was about to speak.

Looking at the back, this is a middle-aged man, but he can't see what he looks like.

The audience was very curious and talked a lot, saying that this might be a special event arranged by the organizing committee.

The light came on after the man stood still, and people were surprised to find that the man was wearing a terrifying mask.

The face on the mask has a black face and red eyes, fangs protruding, and a rubber tongue 20 cm long, dangling around the mouth.

"Wow!"

There were bursts of children crying from the auditorium, and parents complained that this "prank" was very boring.

Ordinary people naturally don't know the reason, but Mo Shu and Wang Yu have long since hated it so much that their teeth itch.

"Dear friends, hello!" Guan Mie said.

"What a hair!"

"Scared my kids to death!"

"Your sister, you surprised my daughter-in-law too, what kind of rubbish organizing committee are you?"

The audience was filled with righteous indignation, but they had no idea that they were in danger.

"Now there is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" Guan Mie's tone was triumphant.

"By the way, I was just being polite, and I didn't intend to ask for your opinions." Guan Mie continued, "The good news is that you are blessed, because the world's top drivers will all be here tomorrow, and they will arrive tomorrow. It’s time for you to open your eyes.”

"As for the bad news, I'm sorry for everyone at the scene. I've already laid a lot of explosives in the arena. As long as you dare to act rashly, I will detonate the explosives and blow you to death!" Guan Mie almost laughed arrogantly.

"Come on! Fry one and let me see it!" Who would have thought that there was an unbelieving master in the auditorium, pointing at the big screen and provoking Guan Mie loudly.

(End of this chapter)