car altar supreme

Chapter 155

"You are also a culinary competition in the same field!" Wang Yu couldn't help losing his mind.

A team with such internal strife, it would be hell if they could perform well during the season.

What does a shit stick look like?Quick is a typical example.

However, Mo Shu was still unmoved, and tried to persuade Wang Yubi, anyway, there are many hated people in this world, since it cannot be avoided, it is better to deal with it calmly.

"Quick, I have no objection to competing in the same field, but you have to promise me one condition." Mo Shu is very experienced now, and he is also a person who has fought desperately with street hooligans.

"Tell me, what are the conditions?" Quick has a bad temper and low quality, which also makes him short-sighted.

"If you lose, get out of the Queens team, and if I lose, get out too." Mo Shu always had a calm face, but what he said made people's heart rate rise sharply.

"Uh this?" Quick suddenly became nervous.

"What? Don't you dare?" Mo Shu pressed and pushed the opponent step by step.

"Dare! Why don't I dare! I'm afraid that you will regret it when you lose!"

"Hehe, you can go outside to inquire. When did I, Mo Shu, go back on my word?"

Seeing that Mo Shu couldn't be scared away at all, Quick made quick calculations in his mind.

When it comes to racing, his new car is even better.

In terms of technology, he thinks he is not inferior to Mo Shu.

On the track, he is more familiar with Quick than Mo Shu.

On the team, Mo Shu, a new driver, has no team to talk about.

To sum up, this battle has fun!Quick felt a little more at ease.

But he still wanted to ensure victory as much as possible, so he also made his own request.

"I agreed to your condition, and you have to agree to Quick one."

"Please say."

"You use wet tires and I use dry tires. If you can beat me like this, then I, Quick, will lose, and I will be convinced to lose."

"Watt?" Wang Yu started fussing at the side, "The sun is shining brightly, you let Mo Shu compete with rain tires? You might as well let him race you with his legs, it's more fair."

"Hehe, if you don't dare to compare, don't compare. Who knows what he did to the car just now?" Quick had always been worried about Mo Shu's skills in tuning the car.

"In such a short period of time, you have to move your hands and feet, do you really know how to race cars?" Wang Yu became more and more angry, thinking that you are shameless relying on the backing of old Weiermin.

Quick shrugged shamelessly, threw his helmet on the car, and pointed at Mo Shu's nose to provoke him.

"Don't dare to accept the move, get out of here!"

Mo Shu didn't pay any attention to Quick, and just walked straight to his racing car.

He called Carl to his side again, lowered his voice and gave a few more instructions.

Karl was surprised at first, and then started working immediately, while Mo Shu stayed by the side to supervise and guide. It seemed that he was serious again this time.

Quick winked at the technicians and asked them to get closer and observe secretly.

He always thought that Mo Shu was up to something, and he had to let his people watch him.

The technicians approached slowly on tiptoe, and Mo Shu gave them a disdainful look, signaling that they might as well come forward to watch directly, and also said that there was nothing shameful about his tuning the car.

The crowd became embarrassed and at a loss, but Quick ordered, "What are you afraid of? Just let me see!"

As a result, until Mo Shu and Karl finished adjusting the car, a group of technicians had achieved nothing.

Quick asked the technicians in detail, but the answers he got were surprisingly uniform.

"Everything is normal, everything complies with the formula rules, there is no violation, no violent modification, it is definitely an authentic formula car."

"Hey! I'll go, this is weird!" Quick couldn't figure out Mo Shu's routine.

"I'm ready, shall we go to the track?" Mo Shu sneered and got into his racing car.

In the race between two cars, there is no competition for pole position, so Quick and Mo Shu started side by side.

However, Mo Shu still left the inner path to Quick, and he simply gave way to his opponent.

Quick also said brazenly: "The asphalt in the inner road has slipped recently, so I'll just make it difficult."

This sentence made Wang Yu very angry again, thinking that your two knives are really shameless, he ran to the front of the racing car and asked Mo Shu, hoping that Mo Shu must show his real strength and let Quick see See what a real driver is.

Mo Shu nodded and said with a smile: "Lao Wang, just watch with peace of mind. We are competing together, it's not just a day or two."

However, Wang Yu still seemed worried. After all, Mo Shu didn't know everything well in the formula field.

Sure enough, not long after the race started, Mo Shu was on a bend, and the brakes locked up.

The brake disc was burnt red and bright, and the car also slid on the track for a while.

This made Wang Yu worry immediately, for fear that Mo Shu would make a mistake and rush out of the track with his car.

However, Wang Yu was surprised to find that the scene that made him worry was repeated repeatedly.

Mo Shu seemed to be sliding deliberately through every corner. That sliding did not fall into the category of drifting, not to mention that in today's formula competition, drifting technology is not applicable.

So what is this kid doing?Wang Yu was a little confused for a moment.

Quick's lead was getting bigger and bigger. If Mo Shu didn't seize the opportunity to catch up with his opponent, he would really lose the game completely.

But suddenly, an idea flashed through Wang Yu's mind. This idea can be said to be a "fantasy", but any delusional thing can be realized by Mo Shu. Otherwise, how would he get to where he is today.

"How many laps are left in their race?" Wang Yu turned to Wilmin and asked.

"A total of 10 laps, 4 laps, there should be 6 laps left." Wei Min answered Wang Yu's question rigorously.

"I'm just telling you, what I thought was right, Mo Shu was really having fun burning the fetus."

"Just for fun? Isn't this a race? Isn't it about whether the driver will stay or not? Why can't I understand what you mean at all?"

"Hehe, Weiermin, do you know why the speed of the rain tires is slow?"

"I know, the texture. The texture of the rain tire increases the resistance. If the resistance is large, it will definitely affect the speed."

"That's right, Mo Shu wants to burn off the lines on the rain tires, and look, while he is burning the tires, he is also holding on tight to prevent his opponent from getting away. How many evil ideas does he have in his mind? ah!"

When Wilmin heard this, he suddenly understood and said to himself that this guy was indeed "a man of great skill and boldness."

But Quick's technicians didn't seem to have thought of this, and they excitedly thought that Quick had won.

Quick himself felt better because he was personally on the scene. He thought that the race was already over half, and Mo Shu was at least three corners behind him.

"Mo Shu, Mo Shu, I told you to play big cloves of garlic again, this time you have to go home."

He was complacent in the car, but found that Mo Shu seemed to be closing the distance between the cars.

Quick quickly cheered up and pushed forward quickly, turning three corners almost crazily.

When he looked into the mirror again, what he saw in the mirror made him pale with shock.

It turned out that not only did he not get rid of Mo Shu, but Mo Shu chased him a lot. The gap between the two cars was only one corner, and Quick felt bad.

He didn't understand why Mo Shu was only exerting his strength now. He was completely different in the first and second half of the race.

Is it possible?He is playing with me?
I'm afraid he is, he's just playing with me!

The more Quick thought about it, the more confused he became, and Mo Shu's performance made him terrified.

"Crack it!"

Quick felt a tightness in his arms, his fragile little heart seemed to be broken.

(End of this chapter)