Scratching the MK4 reflector is a modified Q50, full of combat style, the whole car is also pasted with a matte dark red car film, depending on the situation, it is also a U-turn to go to the Nanshan track, but he is suppressing the lane line U-turn, it is indeed an illegal act.

In particular, the Q50 also increased its speed and forcibly squeezed half of the body into the U-turn from the straight road, which is really insulting to the creed of Nanshan car players.

"It's better to give your life on the track than to show off in the city." This is a famous saying in the modified car circle of Nanshan City.

Mo Shu also believed in this famous saying since he was a child, and he developed a good habit of never messing around in the city.

However, in recent years, due to the rapid improvement of people's living standards, some young people who have newly joined the ranks of modified cars do not care about this famous saying.

They drive fiercely all the time, hoping that there is no car in front of them.

Therefore, savage driving has become common again in Nanshan City.

When encountering this kind of car, Mo Shu has always been too lazy to theorize, who has nothing to do and barks with a mad dog.

Mo Shu lowered the window calmly and reached out to break the reflector.

Who would have thought that the Q50 driver would come and say, "What did you make me do?" Silly x! ”

In other words, Mo Shu would teach the other party a lesson if he didn't do it well, but now, he is like water.

Holding down Wang Yu, who was eager to try, Mo Shu ignored the other party, and still calmly raised the car window.

The Q50 driver may have felt that it was easy to pinch the "soft persimmon", and scolded Mo Wang and the others viciously, so he gave the foot oil and turned around and left.

Wang Yu was so angry that he couldn't wait to call the police directly and say that there was a vehicle hit-and-run.

But Mo Shu lightly persuaded, "Forget it, rubbing the reflector is a hit-and-run, and he changed lanes on a solid line and ran a red light, the monitoring should have been filmed, and the traffic police department will definitely punish him." ”

Mo Shu was right, even if Wang Yu was angry, he could only give up, and the two waited for another round of red lights before slowly continuing to move towards the Nanshan track.

"It's been a long time since I've been back." Wang Yu sighed while driving.

"Well, since I left GTCC." Mo Shu was also a little embarrassed.

"Remember this place? It used to be a convenience store, but now it's a car wash. Wang Yu pointed not far away.

Mo Shu looked down and found that not only were the convenience stores gone, but the small shops around the Nanshan Circuit had now become businesses dealing with cars.

Along the way, there are 7 car washes, 5 tuning shops, 3 car accessories shops, and 2 car repair shops, which has become a street of automobile aftermarket.

Turn another corner and you'll arrive at the "Piston Square" at the entrance of the track.

Because the track is not open to the public, enthusiasts who play and test cars usually gather here.

Probably because of the weekend, there are a lot of modified vehicles gathered in the square.

A group of people are shouting and cheering for two modified cars competing for straight-line acceleration.

Coincidentally, one of them happened to be the Q50 that had just scratched and insulted Mo Wang.

The Q50's opponent is a purple painted hatchback.

It's rare to see an original car with purple paint on the market, so the little guy in the hatchback has obviously been carefully modified by the owner.

"Heh, it seems to be an MK, but it seems to be an MK7." Wang Yu recognized the model of the car at a glance.

"......" Mo Shu was silent, not seeming interested.

And Wang Yu, who hadn't watched the game for a long time, was interested, drove the MK4 to a position that was convenient for watching the game, and made a bet with Mo Shu.

"Bet on today's dinner, who do you say wins?"

“......”

"Hurry up, Mo Shen, cheer up."

“......”

"Rub, you're going to win, and I'll never bother you with racing again."

"Really?"

Wang Yu made such a serious bet that he finally raised some of Mo Shu's interest.

"I'll bet on Q50 to win!" Wang Yu preemptively selected the party with the leading performance.

"Heh, Lao Wang, you don't want to give you a chance." Mo Shu shook his head regretfully.

"What? Are you bullish on the MK7? Wang Yu wondered.

Mo Shu nodded.

"Please, big brother, is it good that the MK7 and Q50 are not comparable at all? How much worse are the configuration parameters? How many times is the market price different? If you want to regret it, I can give you a chance. ”

However, Mo Shu pursed his lips and still had no intention of changing his mind.

Wang Yu spread his hands and said, "Then don't blame me for bothering you in the future." ”

Indeed, comparing the MK7 and Q50 with the highest displacement, the former is 1.4T or 1.6 self-priming, and the latter is 3.5-3.7 self-priming.

If the MK7 is the GTI2.0T version, there may be a fight, but judging from the MK7's network logo, it is just an ordinary travel version.

From the price point of view, MK7 is only more than 100,000 yuan, but Q50 is close to the 500,000 mark, which is strong and which is weak.

Seeing that Wang Yu looked like he was winning, Mo Shu couldn't help laughing.

"What? What's so funny? Wang Yu was puzzled again.

But Mo Shu still didn't answer, just pointed to his eyes, and then pointed to the two cars in front of them, and played a dumb riddle with Wang Yu.

"Confession." Wang Yu suddenly understood something and exclaimed.

It's really been away from the arena for too long, and he has almost forgotten that Mo Shu has the ability to "see machines".

It's over, that MK7 is by no means simple, I don't know what performance monster is hidden under the hood, Wang Yu knows that he has lost.

Sure enough, after the start of the game, the MK7 burst out with amazing propulsion ability, which seemed to be able to tear the air apart.

And that Q50 started to lag behind from the start, and it fell behind until the finish line.

Fans flocked to the winning MK7 with admiration and appreciation.

The owner of the Q50 was puzzled, jumped out of the car in a hurry, kicked his wheels and feet, and then fell on the door and left.

"Well, don't bother me anymore." Mo Shu said proudly.

"Tsk, mk7 is so powerful? Let's go down and find out. Wang Yu was not very reconciled.

While talking, Wang Yu took Mo Shu to mk7 and walked around, but he couldn't find the answer he wanted.

He couldn't lift the hood of someone else without permission, so he had to hold his chin and think hard.

"Don't think about it, let me tell you, this MK7 has a portable MKR32 engine, has a displacement of 3.2, plus its own weight advantage, it is not surprising that it can easily kill the Q50." Mo Shu in one sentence.

The owner of the MK7 heard Mo Shu's explanation, with a look of affirmation, looking at Mo Shu like an expert, he naturally stepped forward to talk.

"Brother, you know a lot about cars, what else do you see?"

Mo Shu smiled and opened his mouth to say: "BBS-RS wheels, unitroniitrodspeed rear swing arm... Well, everything used is not bad, but the Taiwanese twisted tooth suspension slightly lowers the rating of the suspension part. ”

This set of terms, not only the surrounding fans, but even the owners themselves are stupid.

This guy doesn't even need to squat down to take a look, he knows that he uses Taiwan's low-end shock, which is a bit too godly, right?!

No, why is this person so familiar? The MK7 owner seems to have remembered someone.

"Mo... Mo Shu? The owner said tentatively.

Who knew that Mo Shu hurriedly shook his head and said in a low voice: "You recognized the wrong person." Then he pulled Wang Yu and turned away.