car altar supreme

Chapter 98
How can you just curse at someone? This is what Mo Shu hates the most.

He just wanted to go forward to argue, but Mo Shanhe stopped his son.

"Dad! Don't stop me, this kind of person needs to be dealt with!" Mo Shu said angrily.

"Oh~ don't be impulsive" Mo Shanhe waved his hand.

"This is not a question of impulsiveness, but a question of insulting others with swear words!"

"Yeah, leave it to Dad to handle it, okay?"

Seeing his father trying to dissuade him, Mo Shu thought to himself, that's all!Don't let this rubbish affect everyone's mood.

Mo Shu got into the car with a grunt, and began to calm down the anger in his heart, but he heard Mo Shanhe throw a sentence back.

"Boy who speaks rudely, dare to compete with the old man?"

What?

Tell your son not to be impulsive?
Mo Shanhe obviously wants to teach him a lesson more than his son.

Although Tang Leisure and Wang Yu had black lines on their faces, they both expressed their understanding in their hearts.

After all, in this world, which father is willing to watch others insult his own child?

Mo Shanhe's sudden declaration of war left the young man at a loss.

But he quickly came to his senses, wasn't he just an old man with gray hair?What can you do to him at such an old age?

"Uncle, are you sure you won't have a heart attack and blackmail us during the game?" There was a girl sitting next to the young man, who also had no moral integrity.

Mo Shanhe ignored them, just raised a finger and put it in front of his lips, intending to "shut up your stinking mouths".

"Fuck! Old man! Let's wait and see!" The young man slapped the steering wheel hard, and kicked the accelerator to go up the "quasi track" of Yunding Peak.

"This kid doesn't know the rules at all, and he's even trying to run away." Mo Shanhe let Tang Leisure get into the car, and quickly started the car to catch up.

After all, Mo Shanhe had been away from the competition for decades, so it was still very worrying to compete with others as soon as he came up. Mo Shu and Wang Yu had no choice but to jump on the RT500 and follow closely.

On the way, Mo Shu was very worried about his father. He knew that the reason why the young man was arrogant and conceited was because the black car he was sitting in was very unusual.

It was a pure-blooded Tokusan Temple RS7 coupe, with a twin-turbo V8 engine, 4.0 displacement, 610 horsepower, and full-time four-wheel drive. It was a mechanical beast born for speed.

And the above data is just a list of the original factory configuration.

Xiaonian's RS7 was obviously refurbished. Mo Shu probably had a judgment when the car didn't show up just now and the sound came first.

It's just that he can't guess what kind of speed machine this car has been transformed into. It will take a real battle to get the answer.

After a while, Mo Shu caught up with his father's S15, but he didn't see the shadow of the RS7 that took the lead.

what to do?The disparity in motivation may be too huge, and Mo Shu has already begun to feel sorry for his father's dignity.

How about saving some face by himself? Mo Shu hesitated whether to surpass the S15 and pursue the RS7 on behalf of his father.

According to Mo Shu's understanding of his father, usually at such a time, his father would not allow his son to stand up for him.

Unexpectedly, the S15 in front rolled down the window and waved his hand to indicate that Mo Shu could overtake, but at the same time, Wang Yu's cell phone rang.

"Hello, Uncle Tang? What's the matter?" Wang Yu answered the phone.

"Turn on speakerphone, it's time for Lao Mo's teaching." Tang Lei conveyed Mo Shanhe's meaning on the other end of the phone.

What are you doing?Mo Shu frowned, stepped up the accelerator and passed his father.

"Mo Shu, from now on, run as fast as you can, but pay attention to safety!" Mo Shanhe's voice came from the speaker of the mobile phone.

"Dad, what's the point? Watch me catch up to that RS7 in minutes."

In front of Mo Shu was already a level river, he was not worried at all that he would not be able to catch up with his opponents, but he was more worried that S15 would not be able to keep up with their speed.

Just listening to the roar of the RT500's engine, it quickly opened up a big gap with the S15.

However, on a mountain road like Yunding Peak, there are too few opportunities to go straight, and the current situation is very consistent with the time when going up the mountain.

Whenever he reached a corner, Mo Shu could always find the S15 behind him and magically catch up with it again and again, which surprised him greatly.

"Dad, I can't see that your sword is still young, you stick it very tightly." Mo Shu praised on the speakerphone.

"Don't chat, hurry up and chase, the road ahead will be more complicated." Mo Shanhe's tone sounded very serious.

"Dad, don't worry, I've already seen the car in front, he can't run away."

Indeed, the road conditions would soon become extremely difficult to deal with, and Mo Shu had already anticipated it when he went up the mountain.

He found that the mountain road of Yunding Peak is very characteristic. In places with high altitude, there are relatively many straight roads, and the curves are not too urgent.

But as the altitude decreases, not only will the number of corners be much greater than the straights, but the difficulty will also change dramatically, such as the nightmare 3 consecutive hairpin turns, plus 4 double turns, just in this low-altitude area.

Fortunately, the closer you get to this area, the more obvious the quality of professional drivers becomes.

In less than a minute, the RT1 and S500 were already closing in on the RS15.

Although Xiaonian has some skills, he is still a little flustered in the face of the pursuit of the car behind.

Several times, in order to prevent the car behind from overtaking, RS7 even gave up the "outer and inner" racing line, occupying the inner lane and using the big foot brake to barely enter the corner.

"Hehe, the other party has already panicked." Mo Shu said proudly.

"Don't rush to overtake, his brakes are about to fail." Mo Shanhe's plan seemed to be waiting for the opponent to make a mistake.

Yes, with the way the RS7 drives, mistakes are inevitable.

You must know that both RT500 and RS7 belong to the category of high-horsepower four-wheel drive vehicles.

There are many corners in Yunding Peak, and the performance of high-powered cars in the corners is difficult to control.

Coupled with the long downhill road and the constant attempts by the car behind to overtake, the four-wheel drive vehicle is not good at drifting around corners and braking hard to keep the line, which will inevitably directly cause the performance of the braking system to weaken, and at the same time, it will greatly reduce the tire grip. load.

This is the case with the RS7, and so is the RT500.

But Mo Shu's performance was much smarter and more rational than Xiaoqiang.

At the same time, Mo Shu also made full use of this shortcoming of the four-wheel drive vehicle, and continued to put more pressure on RS7.

Finally, in a bend with an extremely awkward angle, Mo Shu pretended to overtake another car.

Xiaonian panicked, so he had to brake vigorously again and cut the corner on the inside line.

Helpless, the huge centrifugal force of the inner line cutting, coupled with the excessive wear of the brakes and tires, caused the RS7 to experience serious understeer at the center of the bend.

After a few ear-piercing rubbing sounds, the RS7 landed in front of the guardrail on the edge of the cliff.

Fortunately, everyone in the car was safe and sound, but it was a pity for this valuable car. The left front face of the RS7 collided with the guardrail and was completely changed beyond recognition, which is really distressing.

"Okay son, there are only two of us left, let's have a serious competition." On the speaker of the mobile phone, Mo Shanhe declared war again.

"Yeah, I won't show mercy." Mo Shu replied without any weakness.

At this time, sitting in the car, the extremely depressed young man would never have thought that he was just a stumbling block or a warm-up exercise for the real competition between the father and son.

The contest between grip running and drift running has just begun.

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