The night Wang Yu fell ill.

The convoy of gods has no cars available these days.

I believe that for Mo Shu and others, it must be an extremely painful period of time.

But the dawn is always the darkest, and history has taught people that hibernation before the counterattack is indispensable.

As the long night passed, the first rays of Monte Carlo morning sunlight shone into Mo Shu's room, and the sudden noise outside the window made Mo Shu, who had planned to carry out the bed plan, wake up depressed again.

"Who is this?"

"What is he doing?"

"Why are there a few weirdos all of a sudden?"

"Uncle! Are you trying to remove something? ”

A huge container truck attracts most of the staff of the convoy of gods.

A red "Tang" logo on the truck made people guess.

At this time, in the middle of the open space of the base camp of the god convoy, a tall and thin uncle was directing the driver to slowly open the cargo compartment.

Another middle-height uncle, who had some inconveniences in his legs and feet, shouted mischievously like a child.

"Little Mo Shu! Get up! ”

Mo Shuteng sat up suddenly, Uncle Tang actually arrived early in the morning, didn't he say that he would meet at noon?

Ma Li got dressed, and Mo Shu ran outside in three steps and two steps.

What a handsome racing car!

Mo Shu even felt that the scenery in front of him was a little dazzling.

"How about my little Mo Shu!

2.0 naturally aspirated 4-cylinder engine,

6-speed sequential gearbox,

The O brand twisted tooth shock absorber that I got in my hand overnight,

6-piston caliper with ceramic perforated and scribed brake discs,

And this fantastic-style tail diffuser and wide-body fenders,

Isn't it perfect!! ”

Tang Xian has one arm and shows off his perfect work.

"Haha! Uncle Tang, you changed the racing car with your own hands, how dare I, a junior, comment casually! Mo Shu raised his eyebrows and praised.

"The configuration of the two cars is exactly the same, and it has been completely modified according to the new rules of the ERC, although the displacement is a little smaller and you may not be happy to drive, but if you help you win another championship, it should be no problem at all!" Tang Xian is absolutely confident in his modified racing car.

"Mo Shu, you can't live up to Uncle Tang's hard work, he has hardly slept since yesterday." His father, Mo Shanhe, also "parachuted" into Monte Carlo with Tang Xianxian.

"I only heard your father praise me, you must know that he is the one who does not sleep at all!" Tang Xian's old naughty boy glared at his old friend, and his love for his son was still so deep? There's no need!

"Dad! You can rest assured! The two elders worked so hard that Mo Shu's heart was full of gratitude, and he wished he could drive off the track now, and he wanted to use his strength to slap the Vermin family in the face again.

"Uncle, do you remember me?" Hearing that the new car was in place, Wang Yu also rushed over.

Wang Yu's complexion was obviously much better, and when he saw the new racing car, he completely left the pain behind.

"You are..."Mo Shanhe was stunned by this sudden question.

"Dad, Wang Yu, don't you remember?" Mo Shu whispered.

"Oh, I remember, Xiaoyu who always came to play at home when he was a child, right? After so many years, have you and Mo Shu been playing together again? Ha ha! Mo Shanhe patted his head, to say that Boss Wang of the Wang Group is also an old acquaintance.

"Dad, Uncle Tang, then I'll go to inspect the car first, today is the last day." Mo Shu turned back to the topic, and turned his head to discuss with Wang Yu: "Old Wang, I see that you should continue to rest today, but I still want to trouble you to settle these two elders, okay?" ”

"Alright, let's hurry up, we two old men haven't been to Monte Carlo yet, this time take the opportunity to go around the casino." Tang said with a casual smile.

Mo Shanhe frowned when he heard this, to say that his heart that longs for a peaceful life, how could he invite an old guy with such a big heart as a companion, it's really troublesome...

......

The new car is in place, and everyone must hurry up.

Mo Shu and Geng Hua sent the car to the car inspection workshop non-stop.

Because the other teams had finished their car inspections early, the ERC officials also expected that the gods would not be in time to participate, so they happily set up a small table and played cards.

But I didn't think that a few people had just sat down to play two games, and a sexy exhaust sound made them stand up again.

"What? A convoy of gods? An official muttered quietly.

"Hey, it is said that they invited a domestic car modification master in China to do it himself, and I thought it was a rumor." Another official was also a little surprised.

There is no way, since the team of the gods has submitted a car that meets the rules to continue to compete, even if there is a Vermin family behind the control, the official has to go through the normal process.

Several car inspectors were busy tossing and turning for a while, and Mo Shu had never seen them look for violations so carefully.

If someone else changed the car, Mo Shu might still be a little nervous.

But if it is a modification personally done by Tang Xianxian, it will definitely be 100% without any problems.

Sure enough, the inspector announced with a gloomy look: "The cars of the Divine Racing Team are allowed to participate in the competition, and there are no illegal modifications. ”

After hearing this, Geng Hua excitedly high-fived Mo Shu, isn't the "Infinite Road" talking about at this moment?

Back at the team camp, the two found that the team had once again returned to their old laughter, but why was everyone's face filled with the joy of winning the championship?

A car inspection is not so happy that it passes, Mo Shu feels that it is exaggerated.

"Mo Shu, double happiness is coming, haha!" Wang Yu stepped forward, as if he was not feeling unwell at all.

"Lao Wang, are you okay?" Mo Shu raised his hand and touched Wang Yu's forehead, it couldn't be that the fever burned his brain, right?

"What's the matter, your Uncle Tang just announced a good news to us! And here, I also have a big surprise waiting for you! ”

"What a surprise, tell me about it!"

"The Genting Peak downhill race you applied for this time has passed!!"

"Hey, I expected that, it's nothing new."

"Really? But there is also the latest news, the downhill race also has the latest sponsors, and the first investment is 400 million!! ”

"Isn't it? 400 million? Are you sure? ”

"Nonsense! Can I be sure of my father's vote? ”

"What? Your dad invested in our game? ”

"Haha, are you a repeater?"

"Oh my God! Then it has to be renamed again, Wang's-Genting Peak downhill race? ”

"Are you stupid? It's not a title, it's a pure sponsorship, have you seen the ERC labeling the title? Or does Super Formula have a title? ”

"Hahaha! After returning to China, I must personally visit and thank your father, Mr. Wang! ”

"That's a must, but let's get another sub-station champion, let's go back and see you together!"

"Okay! Deal! ”