Chapter 4: The Return of the King

Mo Zishu sat in the driver's seat and skillfully controlled the steering wheel with both hands, staring at the road ahead with dark eyes, which was sharp and frightening.

Next to it was the Lamborghini driven by Lan Heng, with a unique roaring engine sound, at this stage they were up and down, and they crossed the first white line almost at the same time.

There are monitors installed on the racing roads, and they are connected to the big screen of the competition venue for real-time live broadcast, and everyone looks up at the figures of the two sports cars on the TV, and their hearts are high.

"What a king, the car god, even our eldest brother can't compare." Lan Heng's followers came out to be demons again, looking at the big screen Lan Heng's car and Mo Zishu's car going hand in hand.

"Shut up, you damn bad." A girl in Mo Zishu's team jumped out to fight back against Lan Heng's followers.

Lan Heng's follower wanted to scold him back, but when he saw that everyone was looking at him, especially Qing Han's gaze was like an ice pick, which made him uncomfortable, as if he dared to scold back, these people would dare to go up and clean him up, Lan Heng's follower shut up unwillingly.

"Look at S has surpassed him." Someone pointed to the big screen and said excitedly, and the next moment everyone's eyes returned to the big screen.

Mo Zishu saw that the time had come, he could get rid of Lan Heng, and the accelerator under his feet was blasted to the bottom, and at that moment, the roaring sound of the beast unique to the Mustang sports car spread to the maximum, and the royal blue body had disappeared in the monitoring of this section of the road in an instant, turning into a blue light.

The big screen has been divided into two screens, one is Lan Heng and the other is Mo Zishu.

Lan Heng sat in the car and watched the sports car disappear from his sight, and couldn't help but start to get anxious, and he also began to blast the accelerator to the maximum and chased forward.

In the dark, there is a mountainous area that is brightly lit, mixed with the roar of racing cars.

"Look, they're about to cross the corner, and Lan Heng is about to catch up." There was an exclamation from the crowd, looking at the two cars that were constantly chasing, and everyone finally let go of their hearts before, and this moment was lifted again, because the curve is the easiest place to overtake, and it is also the easiest place to have accidents.

Mo Zishu saw the fiery red Lamborghini in the rearview mirror, the corners of her mouth rose, and she smiled evilly, the first corner was in front of her, and she was waiting for this time.

Lan Heng was about to get to Mo Zishu's car in a millimeter, who knew that Mo Zishu stepped on the accelerator again and hit the bottom, and at that moment, it was like a bullet that was disarmed, rushing forward fiercely, and in a second, Mo Zishu left Lan Heng behind.

In the first corner, Mo Zishu drove at a speed of no less than half a minute, put his right hand on the gear lever and adjusted the lower gear, and then put his hands on the steering wheel to control.

"What is S for?"

Everyone's eyes were always on Mo Zishu's side, and no one paid attention to what state Lan Heng was.

"Oh my God, S shouldn't be going to use that trick!" Someone exclaimed.

Mo Zishu calmly controlled the steering wheel, his eyes were looking straight ahead, not affected by this perverted speed at all, the car window slowly lowered, the wind poured in fiercely, and the long ink-colored hair blew up, making Mo Zishu more sober.

The next moment, Mo Zishu turned the steering wheel fiercely, as if to twist the steering wheel to an extreme, the body changed on the road, accompanied by an extremely harsh sound of tires rubbing against the ground, Mo Zishu's body rotated with the body on the road.

"This crazy woman, is she dying?" Lan Heng, who was following closely, was stunned for a moment when he saw this moment, but he quickly reacted and began to curse in a low voice, but he had to admit in his heart that Mo Zishu's drift was really incomparable to him.

Why, racing is so dangerous, a profession that may die if you are not careful, or are there so many people desperate to rush up, just for the pleasure of the moment, the answer is naturally not.

Mo Zishu successfully drifted in the corner and disappeared at this intersection, and the big screen also changed the picture.

Everyone's hearts jumped high to gradually subsided, who was S, a god-like being who had never broken the record she had set even after she had disappeared in the past two years.

"It's the S mark, you see, S's fame back then." The picture on the big screen switched from two to three, and the extra one was dedicated to the location of the bend where Mo Zishu drifted just now.

A big black mark of S caught people's eyes, and everyone's hearts beat hard, since S relied on which drift she had her current fame, they had not seen this capital S mark for a long time.

"The king is still the king of the past, no matter what happened, she is still our faith." The crowd suddenly rioted, one by one proclaiming their feelings and admiration for S.

Mo Zishu has already passed the second and third corners, and each corner will leave such a capital S mark, and there is only one kilometer left from the finish line.

Lan Heng was still chasing after him, he couldn't leave his mark on the corners like Mo Zishu, and he couldn't even achieve a perfect drift like Mo Zishu, but he still didn't give up, and he was unwilling to give up.

The start and end points are the same place.

Everyone was looking forward to it at the finish line, and finally saw the figure they wanted to see the most.

The royal blue body slowly stopped in front of everyone, Mo Zishu opened the door, and her slender figure came out first.

The cheers rang out at that moment, and many people looked at the figure with tears in their eyes.

Lan Heng also reached the end of the line within two minutes, but he was greeted only by coldness.

The people had dispersed, and Mo Zishu returned to the locker room, changed back into her clothes, and put on a black baseball cap.

The team members who were waiting outside were very excited when they saw Mo Zishu come out, they thought that there would not be another day when all the team members got together, and now it has come true.

"Captain." All the team members shouted together, and the baseball cap covered most of Mo Zishu's face, revealing only an innocent chin.

Mo Zishu bowed slightly, and responded.

"I'm sorry I let you down." Mo Zishu bent down at them and bowed, she should thank them for believing in her, supporting her, and managing the team well.

"Captain, why didn't you come to the tournament back then?" Qing Han was the earliest member of the team, and he asked this question on behalf of everyone.

All the team members were waiting for her answer, including Lan Heng, who ran to find Mo Zishu hiding in the shadows.

"Oh, back then, there was a car accident on the way here, and I was in a coma on the hospital bed for two days, and when I woke up, I was already abroad." After Mo Zishu chuckled, she said slowly, in fact, what she said was not true, and only she knew what this truth was.

No one spoke anymore because they hadn't thought that the truth was like this, and for a moment guilt filled their hearts.

"Okay, I'll go first, see you next time, I have something to say in the group." When Mo Zishu turned to leave, she met Lan Heng, seeing him looking at her with a complicated face, Mo Zishu didn't care, she waved her hand to the person behind her and left.

When I returned to Qingtai Garden, it was close to four o'clock.