car altar supreme

Chapter 131 The Rich Game
"It's no wonder that people call you Mo Shen. Besides being good at cars, you are also good at fighting." Duan Rui said with admiration.

"Hehe, I learned it from an annoying guy." Mo Shu rubbed the Supreme Spirit Ring on his hands, feeling a little grateful for Guan Mie in his heart.

Duan Rui tidied up his messy hairstyle, then picked up the dagger stuck to his throat from the ground, turned the unconscious young man over, pinched the opponent's face and gestured with the dagger .

This really startled Mo Shu, and hurriedly stopped him: "Second Brother Duan, what are you doing?"

Duan Rui snorted, raised his eyes and said viciously: "If you dare to yell at me, I have to leave a mark for him."

Mo Shu was not happy anymore, and said, "Second brother Duan, why don't we do things that hurt people intentionally?"

Duan Rui said indifferently, "Brother, have you forgotten? This is a place outside the law."

Seeing that Duan Rui raised the knife and fell, the young man was about to turn into a "painted face" from now on, Mo Shu hurriedly grabbed Duan Rui's arm, and almost shouted for help in the street.

Duan Rui was also impatient, and refused to put down the dagger even after saying anything, and kept muttering, "We must let them taste what it's like to fight against me."

If it wasn't for the cooling time required for the spirit ring EMP, Mo Shu would like to give Duan Rui a shot right now.

He regretted that he didn't take Duan Rui down just now, who knew that this person was so mad that he would take revenge.

Duan Rui has been in the rivers and lakes for many years. Before he joined Wu Li, he had been fighting and killing for a living. Although his brain was not enough, his physical fitness was not much worse than that of Mo Shu.

The two stalemate like this, the tip of the knife swinging back and forth in mid-air.

"MD, I'm going to lose my energy soon." Mo Shu secretly thought something was wrong, but he didn't expect Duan Rui to be narrow-minded and persistent.

Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to pierce in, he heard a "click" behind him, which seemed to be the movement of a bullet being loaded.

"Duan Laoer, they say you are like a mad dog, but today you are indeed worthy of your reputation." A stern voice came next.

Duan Rui turned his head and saw that there was really a black muzzle pointing at his head. Suddenly he faltered again, threw the dagger in his hand for more than three meters, lost the strength to fight against Mo Shu, and said weakly: "I'm sorry. Brothers, I accidentally lost my mind just now, and I offended you."

"Hehe, you dare to come to Lao Tzu's place to cause trouble. I think you are really tired of your life. Your elder brother Wu Licai has been confused for a few days?"

Who would have thought that Duan Rui had never seen a real gun before, and his legs were so swaying that he couldn't stand up at all.

The crowd laughed loudly, despising this spineless "mad dog".

"Brother Donkey, what should we do with this man?" One of the subordinates holding Duan Rui pointed at Mo Shu, who was already half dead from exhaustion and was sitting on the ground.

"Heh, let him go. If he hadn't tried his best to stop him, my brother would have been disfigured by now." Brother Lu put the pistol on his belt and said loudly with a wave of his big hand.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shu, who had regained his strength, stood up unsteadily, exhaled and asked, "Are you Brother Donkey? The leader of the hip-hop DUB alliance?"

"Bold! Brother Donkey told you to leave, but you still don't want to leave? You're talking chicken feathers here!" The subordinates at the side scolded.

"Hey, don't yell at the benefactor who saved my brother." Brother Lu glared at his subordinates, and then said to Mo Shu: "Brother, thank you for your help just now, you are right, I am the leader of Xiha DUB People, Mahu is also, people give nicknames, donkeys."

"Hehe, it seems that I was lucky, and I met the leader without any effort." Mo Shu chuckled.

"Brother, what do you want from me?" The donkey was a little surprised.

"Well, something happened." Mo Shu straightened his clothes, imitated the other party's tone, and said seriously: "Brother Donkey, today I represent the Diamond VIP Car Club to officially declare war on the Hip Hop DUB Alliance. I, Mo Shu, have been given the nickname, God of Speed. .”

"Pfft ha ha ha, the god of speed, I think you are a homeless dog at most, ha ha!" The donkey's men laughed together.

"Quiet!!!" The only donkey who didn't laugh yelled angrily, and the subordinates immediately fell silent.

The donkey looked at Mo Shu again with extremely suspicious eyes, and asked: "You are Mo Shu? The legendary professional driver? The pride of Nanshan? The head of the four main gods?"

"That's right, I'm right here." Mo Shu nodded and smiled.

Unexpectedly, this donkey was actually a real car fan. Mo Shu thought that the other party was a typical gang car friend.

"Oh, Mo Shen, little donkey, I am really blind and blind. If I had known you were coming to visit, brother, I would have to make a big fanfare and welcome you." The donkey seemed to be sure of Mo Shen's true identity. There is a world of difference from before.

The subordinates were dumbfounded, thinking that this guy had a lot of background, and he was actually worshiped by brother donkey, and they all cast confused and admiring eyes on Mo Shu.

"Hehe, donkey brother, you are so polite. After all, I am here to declare war. Why don't you look like an opponent?" Mo Shu said helplessly.

"No, no, God Mo declared war. Little donkey, I will be defeated if I don't fight, so I won't bother God Mo and waste more time." Judging by the donkey's attitude, I am afraid that he is also a fan of Mo Shu.

"Really? What if I say, I want to play 'Big Rich Man' with you?" Mo Shen continued to ask.

Big rich!When the donkey heard these three words, his face immediately sank. No one dared to play this rich car race for a long time because of its huge bets and extremely dangerous racing methods.

Taking Mo Shu's declaration of war this time as an example, hip-hop DUB either accepted the challenge honestly, or handed over a city in vain as the price for canceling the challenge.

And once the fighting intention is achieved, Mo Shu needs to challenge the strongest driver in each urban area in one breath without interruption in all urban areas controlled by Hip-Hop DUB.

If Mo Shu wins a certain driver, the city to which the driver belongs will belong to Mo Shu.

In the unlikely event that Mo Shu loses, he must cut off a finger and give it to the challenged as a "trophy".

At the same time, he has to submit to the opponent's team and play for the opponent's driver.

The loser can only passively cancel this unequal contract, which is equivalent to a "slave", until the opposing driver gets tired or shows kindness and agrees to restore the failed driver's free status.

In addition, the track is planned on various traffic arteries in the urban area, and the specific planning will be decided by Hip-Hop DUB itself.

This was naked street racing and a naked game of interests. If it weren't for the fact that Legu District was known as a lawless place, Mo Shu would not have had the chance to break through his long-standing "safe driving" principle.

"Mo Shen, you are going to take the little donkey's job." The donkey didn't expect the opponent to attack so fiercely, his face was ashen and he couldn't laugh.

"Well, I can't help it. I was entrusted by others." Mo Shu seemed determined to compete.

"Well, the time is determined by God Mo, and I will definitely arrange it properly." Although the donkey didn't want to fight, it was related to the interests and development of the hip-hop DUB alliance, so he had to take a risk once.

"Hehe, brother donkey is indeed a man. As far as time is concerned, choosing the day is worse than hitting the day. Let's do it now." Mo Shu's decision made everyone so shocked that they couldn't find the north.

(End of this chapter)