"Wait, what's that?"

Mo Shu was just about to board the fuel tank truck when the donkey pointed to the distance and exclaimed.

"Hehe, savior, savior has arrived!"

Iron Head, who had been trying to escape the game, finally had a smug smile on his face.

Is it really a rescuer invited by the iron head? Mo Shu stepped on the cab pedal and looked behind him curiously.

I saw that in the direction of the intersection in the distance, there were really countless car lights flashing, and it seemed that there were a lot of rescuers with iron heads, which made Mo Shu a little surprised.

Automobile Association? Absolutely not, even if they were given the guts, no one would use them.

So what other organization in the city would help Iron Head? Mo Shu had an answer in his heart.

Although the distance between the two sides is still quite far, Mo Shu has clearly seen that the shape of the car that came is exaggerated, mighty and crowded.

They are colorful, eye-catching, and exhaustive, like nail rakes.

"Huh." Mo Shu smiled, thinking that this was really a big party.

Wu Li, donkey, iron head.

Diamond, hip-hop, iron-willed.

Originally, it was already an earth-shattering thing that the bosses of the three major modification clubs in Nanshan City could gather together today.

Now, Tietou has invited to be his own rescuer, and he really thinks that this revenge battle is not lively enough.

If the boss of the rampaging warriors is also present at the scene today, then these four major modification clubs will really let Mo Shu get together all at once.

"It's okay, it's okay, so I don't have to go out of my way to declare war." Mo Shu thanked the iron head in his heart.

On one side, there are at least 50 cars coming, and this kind of formation is really shocking.

Led by a fluorescent green MPV, it must have been an important car for important people.

The exterior modification of the MPV is like equipping the car with a pair of wings, which are extremely raised into the air and stand on both sides of the roof.

It's a non-mainstream aesthetic that few people can really embrace.

The style of the island nation is always on the wrong side, and the temperament of the ronin is usually unique.

Mo Shu does not reject this style, although he will never change the car like this, but radish and cabbage have their own loves, and what he doesn't like doesn't mean it's bad.

It's just that the height of these wings is too fierce, and it is usually impossible to enter the garage.

The convoy approached, the visual impact was stronger, and the onlookers were all talking.

This usually doesn't show much face, and they all keep themselves entertained in their own small circles.

So their boss is almost never seen, and now they can finally witness it, and everyone is very curious.

The MPV stopped on the side of the road, the automatic door slowly opened to one side, and a beautiful woman sat in the car, with red hair, red clothes and red high heels.

Red with green, Mo Shu was stunned, the red man sat in the green car, and the brain hole was really not small.

Everyone else is still talking, and the iron head has already stepped forward.

"Miss Lan, you can be counted, if you are a little late, I will die." Tietou looked aggrieved when he spoke, as if Mo Shu had bullied him.

The woman glanced at Tietou contemptuously, and said indifferently, "The agreement is ready?" ”

"Ready, ready!"

Tietou pulled out the stack of papers from his arms and respectfully handed them to Miss Lan.

"Well, okay, then sign it in advance, so that you don't have to worry later."

"No problem, as long as Miss Lan agrees to help me, I will give you all the land."

Mo Shu smacked his tongue while listening, thinking to himself, how could this iron head only use this trick?

At every turn, he will use the land as bait, and then find a way to persecute the opponent afterwards.

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But this Miss Lan is also smart, at least she knows how to sign the agreement first.

Mo Shu secretly scolded himself for studying hard, and it was he who would suffer losses in the future.

Although the "spirit of contract" comes from the West, it is not impossible for the East to learn from it.

The iron head trembled and signed the name, and pressed the handprint according to the other party's request.

The corners of Miss Lan's mouth rose slightly, and she waved her hand to let the iron head retreat, but she stepped on the "hating the sky" step very calmly, and walked straight towards Mo Shu.

"Hello, my name is Wei Lan, I have admired the name of Mo God for a long time, and I will finally see it today."

"Hello Ms. Wei, a mere nickname is not enough to worry about, and it makes the lady smile more."

"Where, where is it, Mo Shen is polite, Mo Shen has always been the idol of the little girl."

"Admitting and admitting, idols don't dare to be, Ms. Wei's love is Mo Shu's honor."

The opening remarks of the two are polite to death, you come and I go back and forth.

This made the iron head anxious, and his heart said that this rescuer seemed to be surrendering, so he hurriedly stepped forward to tell Wei Lan.

"Miss Lan, aren't you? I gave you all the territory, why didn't you sue me that Mo Shen is your idol? ”

Wei Lan glanced at the iron head, his attitude changed sharply, and the coldness reappeared.

"Who is my idol and I have to report to you? If you hadn't sent the land, I wouldn't have come to help, if Mo Shen promised to spare you today, you and I would go home and laugh secretly. ”

When Mo Shu heard this, he hurriedly interjected, he looked at Wei Lan and said with a half-smile.

"Ms. Wei, let's be said to be ugly, I will never agree to let go of the iron head, but he still owes me a life."

When Wei Lan heard this, his face suddenly turned ugly, and he waved his jade hand and said stupidly.

"Kawaii Meng team, come here, and accompany Mo Shen to fight today."

Kawaii Moe Team, you heard you right, right? Mo Shu scratched his ears in embarrassment.

Five cute cars, five girls, purple, blue, orange, yellow and white, and the color scheme is coordinated.

"Mo Shen, please!" The five girls spoke in unison.

At this time, Mo Shu was dumbfounded, and all the onlookers present were dumbfounded.

"Well... All right... Playing together or taking turns. Mo Shu was a little confused for a while.

"The five of us are a group, share glory and disgrace, live and die together."

"Oh, that's what we are going to do together? It's not fair, but I have to let Ms. Jean. ”

"God Mo doesn't have to be deliberately humble, the five of us have the consciousness of victory!"

"Oh... Good... That... By the way, Iron Head can't sit idle, he has to participate in the competition. ”

Mo Shu came back to his senses so easily, he almost forgot about the iron head.

The tanker car race is not over, but five cute girls have been added.

Mo Shu glanced at the iron head, intending to warn the other party not to take chances.

Tankers all have bombs on their backs, and whoever reaches them last explodes.

Of course, the cute girl's cute car is exempt, but Mo Shu's condition is that the losing side must surrender.

Wei Lan thought about it for a short time and gladly accepted Mo Shu's conditions.

If she loses the game, she will pay the same price as other clubs.

A revenge battle turned into a three-way battle for hegemony, and what was supposed to be a must-win battle became confusing again.

Mo Shu opened the door of the tanker, but heard Wei Lan say in surprise from behind.

"Mo Shen, you're going to drive the truck to win us?"

Mo Shu turned his head and smiled.

"Let's see, there's a good show to watch, who said that trucks can't outrun cute cars."