car altar supreme

Chapter 122
The one that scratched the MK4 mirror was a modified Q50, full of fighting style, and the whole car was pasted with a matte dark red car film. It seems that the situation is also a U-turn to the Nanshan track, but he is suppressing the lane line U-turn, which is indeed illegal. Behavior.

In particular, the Q50 is still accelerating, forcing half of the car body into the U-turn road from the straight road, which really insults the creed of Nanshan car enthusiasts.

"It is better to sacrifice your life on the track than to show off in the city." This is a famous saying in the modified car circle in Nanshan City.

Mo Shu also believed in this famous saying since he was a child, so he developed a good habit of never running around in the city.

However, in recent years, due to the rapid improvement of people's living standards, some young people who have recently joined the ranks of modified cars do not care about this famous saying at all.

They drive intensely all the time, wishing that there was no car in front of them.

Therefore, brutal driving has become common again in Nanshan City.

When encountering this kind of car, Mo Shu has always been too lazy to argue, who has nothing to do with the mad dog barking.

Mo Shu lowered the car window with a calm face, reached out and snapped the mirror back.

Who would have thought that the Q50 driver would say: "What's wrong with you? Silly X!"

In other words, Mo Shu might have taught him a lesson, but now, his heart is at peace.

Pressing down on Wang Yu who was eager to try, Mo Shu ignored him and raised the car window calmly.

The driver of the Q50 probably felt that the "soft persimmon" was easy to pinch, and then scolded Mo and Wang viciously, then suddenly oiled his feet, turned around and walked away.

Wang Yu was so angry that he wished he could call the police directly to report a hit-and-run vehicle.

But Mo Shu persuaded lightly, "Forget it, rubbing the reflector is not considered a hit-and-run. Besides, he changed lanes and ran a red light. The surveillance should have captured it, and the traffic police department will definitely do it." punished."

What Mo Shu said was reasonable, even if Wang Yu got angry, he had no choice but to give up. The two waited for another round of red lights before slowly continuing to the Nanshan track.

"I haven't been back for a long time." Wang Yu sighed while driving.

"Well, since leaving GTCC." Mo Shu was also a little bit sad.

"Do you remember this place? It used to be a convenience store, but now it's turned into a car wash." Wang Yu pointed not far away.

Mo Shu looked along and found that it was not just the convenience stores that were gone. The small shops around the Nanshan Raceway had now turned into businesses dealing with cars.

Looking along the way, there are 7 car washes, 5 refitting shops, 3 auto accessories shops, and 2 car repair shops. It seems that it has become a street of automobile aftermarket.

Turn another corner and you will arrive at the "Piston Square" at the entrance of the track.

Because the track is not open to the public, enthusiasts who play cars and test cars usually gather here.

Probably because of the weekend, many refitted vehicles gathered in the square.

A group of people shouted and cheered for the two modified cars competing in straight-line acceleration.

Coincidentally, one of them happened to be the Q50 that scratched and insulted Mo and Wang just now.

The opponent of the Q50 is a hatchback painted in purple.

It is rare to see original vehicles painted in purple on the market, so the little guy with the hatchback was obviously carefully modified by the owner.

"Oh, it seems to be a MK, but it seems to be a MK7." Wang Yu recognized the model of the car at a glance.

"." Mo Shu remained silent, seemingly uninterested.

But Wang Yu, who hadn't watched the game for a long time, became interested, drove the MK4 to a position convenient for watching the game, and started a bet with Mo Shu.

"Bet on today's dinner, who do you think will win?"

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"Hurry up, Mo Shen, cheer up."

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"Shit, you're going to win, and I won't bother you with racing cars in the future."

"is it?"

Wang Yu placed the bet so seriously that he finally raised Mo Shu's interest.

"I bet on Q50 to win!" Wang Yu preemptively selected the one with the leading performance.

"Oh, Lao Wang, you don't even want to give you a chance." Mo Shu shook his head regretfully.

"What? Are you optimistic about MK7?" Wang Yu wondered.

Mo Shu nodded.

"Please, brother, MK7 and Q50 are not comparable at all, okay? How much is the difference in configuration parameters? How many times is the difference in market price? If you want to go back on your word, I can give you a chance."

However, Mo Shu curled his lips, and still had no intention of changing his mind.

Wang Yu spread his hands and said, "Then don't blame me for bothering you in the future."

确实，拿MK7和Q50的最高配排量比对，前者1.4T或1.6自吸，后者3.5-3.7自吸。

If MK7 is the GTI2.0T version, there may still be a fight, but judging from the China Open logo of MK7, it is just an ordinary mobility version.

From the price point of view, the MK7 is only about 10 yuan, but the Q50 is close to the 50 mark. It is clear at a glance which one is stronger and weaker.

Seeing Wang Yu's appearance of winning, Mo Shu couldn't help laughing.

"What? What's so ridiculous?" Wang Yu was puzzled again.

But Mo Shu still didn't answer, he just pointed to his eyes, then pointed to the two cars in front of them, and played a charade with Wang Yu.

"Report." Wang Yu suddenly understood something and exclaimed.

He had been away from the arena for so long that he had almost forgotten that Mo Shu had the ability to "see into machines".

This game is over, that MK7 is by no means simple, there is some performance monster hidden under the hood, Wang Yu knows that he has lost.

Sure enough, after the race started, MK7 exploded with amazing propulsion ability, which seemed to be able to tear apart the air.

And that Q50 lagged behind from the start, and has been lagging behind to the finish line.

The car fans at the scene flocked to the winning MK7, showing admiration and appreciation.

The owner of the Q50 was puzzled, jumped out of the car angrily, kicked his wheels twice, and then slammed the door and left angrily.

"How about it, don't bother me anymore." Mo Shu said proudly.

"Tsk, MK7 is so powerful? Let's go down and find out." Wang Yu was not reconciled.

While talking, Wang Yu grabbed Mo Shu and came to MK7. He went around and couldn't find the answer he wanted.

He couldn't lift the hood of others without authorization, so he could only hold his chin and think hard.

"Don't think about it, let me tell you, this MK7 is transplanted with the MKr32 engine, with a displacement of 3.2, coupled with its self-weight advantage, it is not surprising that it can easily kill the Q50." Mo Shu said to the point.

The MK7 car owner heard Mo Shu's explanation with a positive expression on his face. Seeing that Mo Shu looked like an expert, he naturally stepped forward to chat.

"Brother, you know a lot about cars, what else can you see?"

Mo Shu chuckled, and opened his mouth and said, "BBS-RS wheels, Unitronic 2nd-stage computer, Unitronic air intake, R8 coil assembly, Godspeed rear swing arm. Well, the things used are not bad, but the Taiwan-made coilover shock absorber is slightly Some lowered the suspension rating."

Not only the car fans around, but even the car owners themselves are dumbfounded by this set of terminology.

This buddy doesn’t even have to squat down to look at it, he knows that he used a low-end shock absorber made in Taiwan, isn’t it a bit amazing? !

No, why is this person so familiar? The MK7 owner seems to have remembered someone.

"Momo tree?" the car owner asked tentatively.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shu shook his head quickly, and said in a low voice, "You have misunderstood the person." Then he pulled Wang Yu and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)