"Dear viewers and fans in front of the TV, do you believe your eyes? Do you believe it's humans driving race cars? Do you believe that from today and from now on, the global motorsport world will transform into a whole new landscape? The host of the racing column of the Swiss RSTV TV station passionately explained to the fans around the world.

"Look, the creator of the new pattern, Mo Shu and his navigator Wang Yining, have completed another beautiful leap! Oh! This height is really fascinating! This is already their performance in stage 5 and the last stage of the day, and it is unbelievable that the car of the debut of the Gods Team is so hard, and the performance of Mo Shu, the god of speed, makes our blood boil! ”

"Oh!! Ox X! Ox X! It's awesome! ”

Fans watching the race in front of the screen let out a burst of exclamation, and some chose to cover their eyes because of the adrenaline rush caused by the thrilling images.

In the live broadcast room, the host continued to explain excitedly: "Yes, please believe your eyes, believe in your brains, break your previous perception of racing, the magical Mo Shu is continuing to race at an average speed of 200 kilometers per hour, that's right!" Put the number of 200 kilometers in a Super Formula car, you might think it's nothing more than that, but this is the ERC race, the world's toughest car race, and who else can do that speed but Mo Shu! That's right! I just want to ask who else? Who can give everyone such amazing speed! ”

The host was talking endlessly, it was impossible to stop at all, at this time he was probably a lot more excited than Mo Shu's fans, and the TV director on the other end of the live broadcast room couldn't sit still, he kept gesturing with the host, signaling him to take it away.

Eldest brother! Anyway, you are also the host of Swiss TV, even if there is no team in Switzerland, you have to mention your own European team, how can you endlessly increase the popularity of others and destroy your own prestige.

"Ahem... Okay, so let's take a look at the local players and how they played. The host took advantage of the time when Mo Shu was advancing steadily, and finally suppressed his full emotions.

After that, the live broadcast has been switched to the Munich Light Super Team, and the racer Ron Thomas seems to be running very well, only to see him drift through the corner with his body in one moment, and then rush into the pond to stir up the high water waves.

It's a pity that every time he encounters a flying section, Thomas always slows down the speed of the car, and the visual enjoyment is naturally much worse than that of Mo Shu.

And look at his speed, 135 km / h?

"Babble~~~" The audience booed, too slow.

After watching Mo Shu's performance, this Thomas stage is completely unwatchable.

The audience watching the game at home has begun to wander, some pick their feet, some scratch their heads, and some even turn on the computer and start searching for Mo Shu's information.

The audience gathered in the bar and café seized this great opportunity to go to the bathroom, and in order to see Mo Shu a few more times, many people were anxious and couldn't leave.

I believe that Thomas, who was driving a racing car at this time, never dreamed that he, who was originally quite popular, would become a smiling and generous "pee" driver.

The TV director can't stand it anymore, and the camera will keep an eye on Thomas, I'm afraid that when the ratings are counted, their entire team will have to deduct the bonus, so hurry up and find an opportunity to cut away!

After a while, the car group in the picture changed again, and the host quickly cleared his throat.

"What you see now is the Kaben Black Gold Team from Germany, and it is also a division of kings that the king of the rally, Ruth Rhein, has played for before, as we all know, this team has won the previous 7 ERC annual championships, but it is really difficult for them to defend the title this year, and the Mo Shu of the God Team alone is enough for them to drink a pot!" As he spoke, the Swiss host went off the rails again.

Indeed, Carbon's black gold wants to defend his title this year, and there is hope after Mo Shu's pass.

However, Mo Shu couldn't be happy too early, maybe he was too confident before, so he didn't do enough homework for the Kaben Black Gold Team.

It is said that this year's Kaben black gold is quite mysterious, as the successor of Ruth Rhine's position, this person has never shown his true face, and the driver's information is also simple and imaginative, just an English letter "A", which represents all the information of the driver.

A？！

Meow, I really can't guess anything!

Wang Yu and Ruth Rhine, who had nothing to do and were waiting for the end of the race, were holding the driver's information list, one pinching his chin and the other frowning.

The two of them couldn't think of where the black-gold-oiled Blake Gordon had found such a mysterious driver.

The main thing is that the driver's results are not bad, Mo Shu drove 24.5 kilometers in 7 minutes, and this driver is in second place, using about 10 points.

By the second stage, Mo Shu was still 7 minutes, but A improved by half a point, and the score was 9.3001 minutes.

In the third stage, Mo Shu, who played steadily, did not disappoint anyone, and continued to maintain the lead with a score of 7.2534, but this time the result of A was astonishingly improved to 9.0009 minutes.

At this rate, it is only a matter of time before A's score equals Mo Shu, although Mo Shu in the game has no idea, but Wang Yu and Ruth Rhine outside the arena are unexpected.

Fortunately, in the fourth stage, A's score remained unchanged for about 9 minutes without improving again, which made everyone in the Kamitsu team breathe a sigh of relief.

But who is this driver called A? Actually being able to pose a threat to Mo Shu, the god of speed, Wang Yu was a little anxious.

You must know that it is only the first stop of ERC, and there are still 15 stations waiting for them to conquer step by step, if this A can continue to improve, it will inevitably bring Mo Shu and the gods a huge pressure.

Yet, in the far reaches of the South Pacific, in the vast expanse of the ocean, Vermin and Blake Gordon were chatting as they watched the ERC game over a bottle of the finest vintage.

"Old man Bu! A's performance is quite satisfactory. Even as he tasted the rarities, Vermin's expression still felt a chill.

"Vermin, it's so polite to talk to the old man, I see that your wings are a lot harder!" Blake Gordon shook the goblet in his hand, clearly unhappy with Verminin's coldness.

"Hehehe, I paid for it, of course you have to know what it has brought me in return!"

"Rest assured, Vermin, nothing is impossible for me to do what Blake Gordon has decided to do."

"OK, for the sake of our many years of cooperation, I, as a junior, toast you." A wicked smile tugged at the corners of Vermi's mouth, and he raised his hand to Black Gordon.

"Cheers! Happy cooperation! “

"Haha! It's not pleasant, when will I get rid of Mo Shu, and I'll be happy. Vermin gritted his teeth, and the chill in his eyes increased dramatically.