Wang Yu was right, Mo Shu really found that Fred seemed to hesitate when he turned the corner.

Of course, Mo Shu would not let go of the great opportunity, and he boldly chose to attack in the bend.

Fred's entry into the corner was very fast, he took an almost perfect racing line, which was also convenient for Mo Shu behind him, as long as he followed the car in front, the choice of entering the corner could be operated almost without brains.

In the middle of the corner, Fred's car was a little understeered, and he began to slowly deviate from the center of the corner, just in time to give up a gap on the inside.

This undoubtedly gave Mo Shu a chance, and he did not hesitate to choose to overtake tangentially, Mo Shu pointed the front of the car directly to the inside of the track, and the readjusted suspension performed extremely well.

Mo Shu couldn't feel the pressure from the roll at all, and the steering wheel was as accurate as laser positioning.

"It's tied!" Wang Yu exclaimed, the next step is to fight who is faster out of the corner.

Mo Shu quickly switched the car to propulsion mode through the buttons on the steering wheel, which is more fuel-intensive, but a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity not to be missed.

It is true that Fred's driving skills are quite good, but no matter who it is, it is difficult to get back a city after losing the route, and seeing that he is about to be surpassed by Mo Shu, Fred once again chooses to be shameless.

While carefully adjusting the steering wheel, he got close to Mo Shu's car, and while Mo Shu's attention was all focused on the corner, Fred rubbed his front wheel against Mo Shu's front wing.

Mo Shu only felt that the front of the car was stunned, but it was too late to avoid the collision, he watched his left front wing shatter most of it, and at the same time complained that he didn't have a long memory.

Probably because he was away from the racing field for too long, he seemed to have forgotten that there were more shameless people on the racetrack, and even more "beasts" than the civilian drivers.

Despite this, Mo Shu managed to take the lead, but his front wing was a huge hazard, as it was the first part of the air flow and the first condition for the car's downforce.

Sure enough, with the continuous high-speed travel of the car, the damage of the front wing became more and more serious, and at a speed of more than 300km per hour, the air was like a sharp knife, and the front wing was crumbling in the wind, and Mo Shu's situation instantly became embarrassing again.

"Mo Shen, you think about it and choose a suitable time to enter the pit station for maintenance." Wang Yu knew that this was not the way to go on, and if the car did not have a front wing, the oncoming airflow would be very disordered.

"I just had to enter the pit stop again, and today the pit room and I are on the bar?" Mo Shu must be unwilling, he has just led half a lap.

"The overall situation is important, there is still a chance, I suggest you come back as soon as possible."

"I said Lao Wang, it depends on the situation, I'll insist on brushing a few more laps."

Mo Shu chose to take a risk, he had to do his best to extend the advantage, and if he pit again at this time, I am afraid that even Lynch and Quake, who are even more backward, will run ahead of him.

Thinking of Quake, Mo Shu was very helpless, and originally expected his teammates to help, but who knew that Quake had completely fallen behind, and Lynch had thrown him away, and Mo Shu had little hope for this teammate.

But Lynch, on the other hand, seems to be running faster and faster, and is even about to catch up with Fred, and the two drivers of the Prancing Horse are one after the other, and I am afraid that they will soon attack Mo Shu.

Mo Shu is good, he doesn't do anything, and he turns on the propulsion mode for a long time, Wang Yu can't help it on the technical table, and turns on the communication to contact the driver.

"Mo Shen, it's okay if you don't pit stop, don't use this propulsion mode all the time, your fuel is wearing out sharply, and you won't even be able to finish the race if you go on like this."

"What can I do? Look at what the car is forcing me to be, I don't need to push into mode at this time, I have to be overtaken by my opponent in minutes. ”

"But you also have to pay attention to the amount of oil, and your tires are also very worn."

"Lao Wang, you leave me alone, I can only do this for now."

Mo Shu's voice was very impatient, but he was also forced to be like this by his opponent, and the current formula rules do not allow refueling, so he must switch back to fuel-saving mode now.

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But the problem is that the fuel-saving mode will greatly affect the performance of the engine, and Fred is likely to overtake Mo Shu again.

Hold on for a while, hold on until they enter the station, Mo Shu secretly calculated in his heart.

But he didn't want Lynch to overtake him at this time, and Fred seemed to have given way to his teammates.

", take turns?" Mo Shu muttered a sentence in his mouth, and he hurriedly guarded his racing line, resolutely not giving his opponent a chance.

Who knew that Lynch suddenly made a pull, intending to overtake in the straight, Mo Shu gritted his teeth and gave enough throttle, as long as he held on to the next corner, it was difficult for Lynch to overtake on the corner.

However, the impact of the front wing on the car is not insignificant, the chaotic air flow makes the steering wheel tremble, Mo Shu feels that his hands are numb, and even the route into the corner is affected.

"Mo God! Don't force it! Wang Yu yelled on the technical table.

Although Mo Shu heard the warning, he didn't have time to stop at this time.

His left front wing was suddenly overturned by the air current, and the car suddenly lost control.

Mo Shu's eyes were in chaos, and he knew that he was spinning non-stop.

I hope nothing happens!

Wang Yu and Vermin silently prayed in their hearts that the out-of-control car was sliding off the track, and if it hit the wall, it would be completely over.

Mo Shu was still spinning at this time, watching Lynch overtake him, and then another flash of red light flashed, and he knew that it was Fred who also overtook him.

Did you lose like this? Mo Shu's heart was full of unhappiness.

This is already a great shame for him, and his dignified "God of Speed" has been forced to do this.

Accurate! No way! Lao Tzu has to chase it back, intelligent driving is amazing? Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this evil!

Mo Shu will be heartbroken, and do his best to save the car, although his other half of the front wing is also missing, but as long as the car can run, there is still a chance.

"Oh my God, it's too dangerous!" Wang Yu's heart had already risen to his throat.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's still playing." Vermin was relieved.

"Lao Wang, enter the pit station to repair the car, change a set of front wings, I have to win!"

"You, don't shed tears if you don't see the Yellow River, if you listen to me earlier, it won't be so dangerous."

Wang Yu waved his hand and ordered the technicians to prepare, asking for the repair speed to be doubled.

Mo Shu drove his poor car back to the pit lane.

The technicians began to work intensely, but Vermin suddenly said to Mo Shu.

"Lynch, you must be careful of Lynch, my people just got the news again."

Mo Shu nodded, looking like he had already guessed, he firmly remembered the speed at which Lynch was overtaking just now.

"This kid hides his resume, and he has another identity besides the driver." Vermin said quickly to Mo Shu.

"What identity? Still hidden? Mo Shu sounded very curious.

"Lynch, a North American hacker, wrote his first game at the age of 8, invented a virus at the age of 11, which paralyzed the North American network for more than a minute, and at the age of 13, he hacked into the North American defense intranet, and was finally sentenced to serve 3 months in prison at home."

"Hello, hacker driver? This Lynch is really versatile! It was the first time Mo Shu had heard of this type of driver, but Vermin continued to say solemnly.

"Well, the scariest thing is that he wrote these programs while constantly sticking to his love of racing, also at the age of 8, he first got into karting, two years later, he won the North American Junior Cup karting championship, at the age of 15, he officially became a driver, when he turned 18, he immediately got a super driver's license, and then he walked on the stage of Super Formula until today, you finally bumped into it."