"The last two corners! If Mo Li can't surpass Pei Yong, then the last short-range straight track wants to overtake the ghost, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream!" In the big box, Xiao Xiaoqiang held back tears and said this fact, just now when they found out that Mo Li was very likely to overtake, they stopped looking for any doubts, but in the end, the suspense was stacked again, which made people extremely worried!

On the Hongxiangshan Track, Mo Li's keen ears penetrated the rain curtain and heard the sound of additional sports cars nearby, and the sound of this obviously more than sports car was actually in front of him, how weird is this?

Others will be frightened, why did this beautiful woman suddenly appear in her bed?

But if it's Mo Li, cough cough......

"This is pre-arranged, right? Hehe? Is it a trick to steal beams and change pillars?human skin masks or twins?" Mo Li sneered disdainfully, his eyes became more and more cold, if he didn't come to the race by himself, even if the world's top racing riders came, he would have to fold here, in order to win, there was no bottom line, this is still a lot more convergent, if there is no Gao Shijie and Ji Kaijie, will Gao Xiaoxuan be decided?

Mo Li's anger gradually rose, the aura in his body was running extremely fast, the operation in his hands became more and more clean and neat, the silver wind chaser floated perfectly through the corner, and finally before the last corner, Mo Li saw the black ghost.

Ghost, such the world's top sports car, appeared in China, Mo Li was surprised, but two cars appeared in one night in succession, and they were controlled by people of the same force.

And the matter of stealing beams and changing pillars is well operated, and the insiders of the whole thing are not only their own people, only Mo Li, the driver, knows, but if Mo Li is incoherent, he can't say why it is at all?

With an almost seamless plan and a super executive manpower, this game was originally going to be decided by Zhang Zixuan, but unfortunately he met Mo Li, * was first recognized, and Mo Li's super driving skills were crushed, and it was a powerful counterattack that no conspiracy and trickery worked!

And now, in the cheering shouts of Gao Xiaoxuan and others, under the desperate gaze of Zhang Zixuan, Mo Li successfully surpassed "Pei Yong" in the last corner, went away, and directly crossed the finish line and won the race!

Crossing the finish line, Mo Li controlled the wind chaser to make a perfect emergency stop, just in front of the ghost, opened the door, Mo Li raised his feet and smiled towards the ghost.

The ghostly rider seemed to realize something and hurriedly reversed back, but it was too late.

"Smack!" there was a crunch of glass.

Pei Wen felt a chill in his neck, and realized that something was wrong, he hurriedly wanted to control the car to throw Mo Li away, but before he could make any movement, the huge force on his neck came, and Pei Wen's whole person was pulled out of the window by Mo Li.

Sitting on the cold ground, holding the biting cold water in his hands, Pei Wen looked up slightly and saw the man who made people feel cold.

"What's your name?" The nonchalant tone and the playful smile in which he was in control were the perfect interpretation of this man.

Pei Wen's shoulders and waist were all rubbing against the car window, and there was a hot pain, but in the face of such a god-like man, the pain caused by this injury was nothing.

"Why don't you speak, dumb?" Mo Li condescendingly looked down at this man who was as strong as Pei Yong, and asked step by step.

"My name is Pei Yong......"

"Smack!" Mo Li slapped his hand, and the man snorted, not daring to look up at Mo Li again.

"Tell the truth!" Mo Li took off Pei Yong's arm and patted Pei Yong's head, whether it was the same person, he could see at a glance, with the same face, it didn't mean that it was the same person.

Pei Wen swallowed his saliva, didn't answer again, he didn't try to resist, he knew all what happened in the motel, and he knew very well that he and Mo Li's force was not of the same magnitude, rather than taking humiliation on himself, it was better to shut up and be dumb.

"Heh, you're pretty backbone, I'm not going to do anything to you now, but when I go back, I hope you're still so backbone!"

After Mo Li finished speaking, a hand knife knocked out Pei Wen, who was speechless, and then threw him into the trunk of the Wind Chaser sports car with one hand.

After getting Pei Wen done, Mo Li was about to go over to check the ghost that Pei Wen was driving, when the radio in the car rang.

"Mr. Ye! Ji Kaijie has already announced that you have won the game! Look, do you want to come back quickly? We may still have some accounts to settle with Zhang Zixuan!" Gao Shijie sneered at Zhang Zixuan, who was full of big heads, and said to Mo Li.

"Talk to him first, and I'll go up later." "I really have to settle the general account with Zhang Zixuan, if I hadn't noticed something wrong at the end, wouldn't the final winner be won by this person with Pei Yong's cheek? Originally, Mo Li still wanted to play with them, but since the other party didn't abide by it, what reason did Mo Li have to say?

Gao Shijie said something like blessing victory to Mo Li, and then hung up the radio.

Gao Xiaoxuan and Xiaoxiao didn't immediately congratulate themselves, Mo Li was not surprised, if he didn't guess wrong, now the top of Hongxiang Mountain must have become a pot of porridge, no matter how Mo Li looks at Zhang Zixuan, he doesn't look like a person who borrowed money to repay money, not to mention that he is still Zhang Zhiyao's little brother who pushed him in front of the stage, and it is too abnormal to easily admit defeat!

"Two ghosts, what a big deal!" As soon as he thought of Zhang Zhiyao, Mo Li put his eyes on the black ghost with headlights in the distance, as the world's top sports car, the number is scarce, the price is expensive, and money in China can't buy it, but Zhang Zhiyao got two of them casually, and they were all given to his subordinates, even Mo Li, who had no concept of money, couldn't help but smack his tongue.

Walking to the ghost car, opening the hood slightly, Mo Li carefully checked it, and finally confirmed that this sports car is indeed a genuine ghost and genuine product!

"Tsk, how can these two cars get to China, how can they cost about eight or nine hundred million, right? Just like that, Zhang Zhiyao is still short of money? Isn't Lao Tzu asking for food on the street?" Mo Li compared his economic strength with Zhang Zhiyao, and helplessly found that he couldn't even touch the edge of other people's pants.

However, after thinking of his original intention, Mo Li was quickly relieved, his original purpose was not to make money, and his pill had not officially started to be sold, if the pill became famous, he was afraid that he would not be able to sell it for a few dollars?

What's more, now making money is just in exchange for more resources, and the world will change greatly in the future, who cares if there is more money and less money?

Big fists are the last word.