car altar supreme

Chapter 147 I Didn't Find the Right Person
After being disrupted by the Automobile Association, Mo Shu and others quickly got back on track.

Of course, Mo Shu's desire to win the Automobile Association has also become stronger. To a certain extent, this is not a bad thing.

Wei Min decided to stay in Nanshan for the time being, in order to ensure Mo Shu's smooth sailing on the road ahead.

The combination of Wang Yujiaweier Minga Moshu is also unprecedented and the first time it has been established.

The Jagged GT team soon received the news of the declaration of war. It is said that Tietou was very nervous and even went to the Automobile Association himself.

Mo Shu couldn't help but laugh after hearing this.

He didn't expect that a dignified underground drag racing party boss would actually go to a private motor sports association for help.

If this gets out, people won't be able to laugh out loud. I'm afraid it will be difficult for Tie Tou to hold his head up in the future.

The day of the battle is coming soon, and Mo Shu decides to fight alone.

He got up early again and headed for the headquarters of Jagged GT.

Mo Shu is very familiar with that urban area, because Wang Yu's home is located there.

Qinglian District, the urban area where nearly half of the wealthy businessmen in Nanshan City choose to buy houses is because it is surrounded by mountains and sea, and has excellent Fengshui.

Compared with Mo Shu's original world, Qinglian District is equivalent to Beverly Hills in the metropolis of Los Angeles. It has the reputation of "a city within a city" and the title of "the most distinguished community".

That's right, the iron head who drives a 3300 million Marriott car and owns the club with the largest number of supercars in Nanshan, how could he choose such a "shabby and dregsy" place like Legu District to settle down.

Mo Shu drove forward leisurely along the way, admiring the luxurious scenery of Qinglian District unhurriedly.

He personally likes this place very much, and also yearns to buy a luxury house here for his parents.

Although after he entered the racing industry, money became no longer embarrassing.

But the things that happened again and again, as well as those projects that required heavy investment, still made it impossible for Mo Shu to come up with so much money at a critical moment.

What's more, the housing prices in Qinglian District have always been staggeringly expensive. Basically, the average price per square meter is above 50.

In addition to the most luxurious residences in Nanshan, there are commercial streets full of big names, resplendent entertainment venues, and high-end luxury restaurants and star hotels. The headquarters of the Jagged GT team is located in the basement of a top-level office building. layer.

Haha, why does the underground floor have to be so shameful?Mo Shu smiled in his heart as he drove into the basement entrance.

However, when he reached the basement level, Mo Shu was surprised to find that he had indeed wrongly blamed this "shameful" basement level just now.

Luxury cars, luxury cars everywhere, basically the wheels of each car can buy several MK4s driven by Mo Shu.

Those luxury car brands with around 100-200 million yuan are like "green leaves" as a foil here.

And if ordinary people drive a car under 200 million, they may not be ashamed to say hello to others.

Even the 3300 million wind queen of Iron Head may not be able to sit in the top spot in this basement.

Because Mo Shu just glanced out of the corner of his eye, a wolf cub supercar with a price of more than 7000 million yuan was quietly parked in a quiet corner.

"Didi~~~"

Someone honked the horn a few times in the basement, as if to remind Mo Shu of their location.

The basement whistled, so lacking in quality, Mo Shu curled his lips and drove away following the sound of the horn.

Sure enough, the huge LED logo of Jagged GT was reflected on the front windshield of MK4.

Mo Shu parked the car gracefully, planning to get out of the car and have a face-to-face meeting with the other party first.

However, Mo Shu was taken aback by the opponent's strength, thinking that this Jagged GT team really has no shortage of local tyrants.

After the wind, 5 units.

Mad Bull, 10 units.

Prancing Horse, 15 units.

The 30 supercars are neatly arranged, as if to "welcome" the arrival of the challenger.

Mo Shu made a rough calculation in his mind, and the price of 30 cars alone can basically catch up with the budget they invested in the "Yunding Peak Downhill Race" back then.

The actions of local tyrants are really generous, and the common people in the world of local tyrants don't understand.

At the end of the uniform supercar, a large group of people were waiting for Mo Shu.

The bald man headed by them should be the legendary iron-headed deity.

"Hahaha, God Mo is here, the shop is full of splendor." Tietou clapped his hands together and came up to meet Mo Shu.

"Brother Tietou, this is not a small shop, so you must not be so modest." Mo Shu could only talk about the situation first, and he couldn't just say "I'll kill you" as soon as he came up.

"Hahaha, Mo Shen is really humble. No one knows your worth. If you exchange this small shop of mine, 10 shops might not be enough."

"Brother Iron Head, let's make a deal, why don't we get down to business?"

The small talk bothered Mo Shu, so he might as well go straight to the point, but Mo Shu threw the "business" aside, and Tie Tou's face suddenly showed embarrassment.

"Uh, God Mo, haven't you received any news?" Tietou changed his method and asked Mo Shu tentatively.

"No? What news? Brother Iron Head, why don't you let me know?" Mo Shu was even more puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, he had not received any news at all.

"Uh, hiss. Can you take a step to speak?" Tietou intentionally avoided his subordinates.

"Okay, no problem." Mo Shu followed Tietou into the office.

Tietou asked Mo Shu to sit down, and then made a cup of tea and served it to Mo Shu.

Mo Shu couldn't figure it out at this moment, where did the agreed battle go?Why does this situation seem like the iron head owes him.

Tie Tou also took a glass of water for himself, moistened his throat, sat on the boss chair, and said politely just now.

"Mo Shen, Chairman Jing En of the Automobile Association, he didn't contact you?"

"Who is Chairman Jing En, sorry, I don't know."

"Wang Jing'en, can God Mo not know him?"

"If you say you don't know him, you really don't know him. Brother Tietou, please stop playing around with me."

"No, it is said that you two met a few days ago, and the old man also said that he is very familiar with you, Mo Shen."

"Is there any mistake, Brother Tietou, I don't know who knows me well?"

"Oh? Mo Shen, think about it again, it must be your nobleman who forgot too much."

Mo Shu looked at the ceiling and thought about it for a long time. Suddenly, he clapped his hands together, as if he had a clue.

"Not tall, with a fat face, not much hair, wear glasses?"

"That's right, Mo Shen, let me just say that you must know each other."

"Oh hehe, it turned out to be that bastard."

Tietou was dumbfounded when he heard this, and wondered why Mo Shu was scolding others, but he thought about it again, it was wrong, Mo Shu should not dare to insult the leaders of the Automobile Association.

If this offends others, how can Mo Shu play with cars in Nanshan.

"Look, look, let's say that Mo Shen and Chairman Jing En are very close, and they chat with each other with a hint of playfulness."

"Oh brother, you are thinking too much. You mean that I know him well, so you dare to joke with dirty words?"

"Isn't that what Mo Shen meant?"

"Of course not. That bastard and I are incompatible with each other."

It's okay if you don't mention it, but if you mention it, it will irritate people. Mo Shu has nowhere to vent his resentment and worries.

Tietou was in good time, so he could be Mo Shu's "trash can" by the way.

(End of this chapter)