After the departure, Mo Shu continued the running method taught by his father.

Not to play at the beginning of the schedule, this is a tactic that they have planned in advance.

Looking at the Equatorial Grim Reaper, his driving style did not exceed the expectations of Mo Shanhe's father and son.

Fierce, but it seems to have no experience driving on the downhill track.

Although the Mustang GT accelerates quickly and the straights are even more impressive, the lack of consistency is evident at the moment, especially in the corners.

In this way, the progress of the opening game is completely consistent with what the father and son expected in advance, and Mo Shu is naturally without pressure, running leisurely behind the Mustang GT, preserving his strength.

Halfway through the race, Mo Shu felt for the first time how sleepy the beginner race was.

The Mustang GT pressed the corner speed too slowly, causing Mo Shu to practice for two months and the vector drift had no chance to be performed.

"Is this a schoolboy driving? I have serious doubts about the quality of this downhill race. ”

"Downhill race, no wonder I haven't heard much about it before, it turns out to be a slower game than anyone."

The slow game made the audience very dissatisfied, they needed excitement, they needed competition, but they didn't need Mo Shu to pity their opponents.

"Mo Shu... Mo Shu..."Mo Shanhe's voice came from the convoy call.

"Dad, you say."

"Why don't you overtake him and give the audience some excitement, our audience here is already booing, and everyone is overwhelmed by your laid-back driving style." Mo Shanhe's tone was still a little embarrassed, after all, it was the competition strategy he formulated for his son.

"Uh, well, it's hard to take it easy." Mo Shu looked helpless, flashed the headlights twice, and still didn't give up hoping that the car in front could give some more force.

Mo Shu really didn't expect the Equatorial Reaper to be so vegetable, he knew that Mo Shu must arrange a powerful opponent for himself in the opening game.

Set the tone! Such an important opening game is about to be ruined by this grandson!

I believe that when the Equatorial Grim Reaper hears this, he will definitely feel extremely aggrieved.

In that Mustang GT, David Burbis, who wanted to show off the power of his "Equatorial Death", was not easy at this time.

Originally, he thought that the downhill race was very simple, and he would pull the bolt and run, who wouldn't.

But he never expected that the bends close to the cliff made him very uncomfortable, and panic, fear, and negative emotions surrounded him.

It was completely different from his drift race on flat ground, and he even had the idea of letting go of the gas pedal.

"Don't wait, the other party has no play, you hurry up and play a few times, there are already audiences on the scene who have gotten up and left." Mo Shanhe anxiously urged his son.

Leave the opening game? That has to show how unqualified they are in this Genting Peak downhill race, which is a matter of glory.

Mo Shu didn't allow such a thing to happen, and he finally lost patience with the performance of the Equatorial Reaper.

Just after the problem was solved in the corner in front of him, Mo Shu secretly made up his mind in his heart, and he was finally willing to put his right hand back on the steering wheel.

"Attention viewers, I found that Mo Shu's car is speeding up, and he seems to have a plan to overtake his opponents!"

"Yes! We can see that the S15 is working very hard to get close to the Mustang GT, what time and how will Mo Shu choose to complete the overtaking? Let's all wait and see. ”

The two staff members in charge of on-site commentary finally found the topic, and the previous almost cold situation made the two extremely embarrassed.

And Mo Shu's actions finally made the wave of audience who were leaving the venue temporarily stop.

It's never too late to go after overtaking, people, who can not be curious.

The huge screen at the top of Yunding Peak showed that Mo Shu quickly changed his driving route.

Since the Mustang GT has been occupying the outside line of the track that reduces the turning radius, Mo Shu has no choice but to start from the inside line and try to grab the lead before entering the corner.

How? Want to overtake from the inside line? Viewers who know cars seem to perceive the danger of this move.

What if the Equatorial Grim Reaper insists on an "outside, inside, and outside" line?

What if Mo Shu didn't get the S15 to take his head before entering the corner?

There is no if, since Mo Shu has decided, he will definitely be able to do it.

Although the S15 has average horsepower, if it does not slow down before entering the corner, it is no problem to lead the front half of the car at all.

However, Mo Shu missed an important point.

His opponent, since he is a guy nicknamed "Equatorial Death", is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.

The opponent doesn't care whether Mo Shu occupies the inside line or not, and he doesn't care about any sportsmanship and respect for the opponent's game motto.

Just when Mo Shu had just leaned out of the front of the car, the Mustang GT was forced to squeeze from the outer road to the inner road.

Nima! Press my line!

It seems that the Equatorial Reaper does not hesitate to let Mo Shu occupy a favorable position at the cost of fouling, and Mo Shu, who is reasonably driving on the inside line, of course, cannot easily back down.

But accidents often happen because both sides think that their opponents dare not step on the brakes.

So, there was a "sting".

The S15's right front fender and the Mustang GT's left headlights had a brief intimate encounter.

Mo Shu was anxious, turned his head and glared at his opponent, only to find that his opponent was holding his middle finger with him.

Shameless!

A little behind is also backward, and it is the rule of any automobile race that the backward car avoids the leading car.

However, rules have always been made for people with quality, and like the Equatorial Grim Reaper, the rules don't work at all.

Relying on the heavy weight of his car, the Mustang GT once again savagely squeezed towards Mo Shu.

Okay, you forced me, don't blame me for not showing mercy, Mo Shu made up his mind fiercely.

Looking at the last bit of distance before entering the corner, following the momentum of the Mustang GT to the left, the S15 suddenly swung its body to the left.

Drift? Mo Shu's operation of starting to drift on the straight surprised everyone.

The Equatorial Grim Reaper didn't expect it at all, originally he wanted to press Mo Shu's brakes, but he didn't expect that people would not slow down and directly go rampant.

This also means that the attack of the Equatorial Grim Reaper will definitely be in the air.

Moreover, because he hit too hard in the left direction, the front of the Mustang GT had already hit the col on the inside of the corner uncontrollably.

Coupled with the s15's hard blow to the rear of the car, the Mustang GT didn't even think about it, so he plunged through the guardrail and couldn't stop the momentum and rolled over.

"I'm sorry... I was forced by you..."Mo Shu stabilized his body posture while apologizing to the Mustang GT who was rolling in the mountain col.

The world's drivers are one family, why divide you, me and him.

Mo Shu has always respected each of his opponents, but many opponents don't know how to respect others.

"Wow!! Mo Shen is mighty!! ”

"It's wonderful! It's exciting! ”

"Do you see how that wild horse GT bullied us Mo God? Do you think he deserves it? ”

"Well deserved! What kind of equatorial death, let's play myself to death in the end. ”

The audience was boiling, and the audience who was about to leave also returned to their seats.