139. A game is the winner or loser

"Got it, don't worry, I'll take care of myself, you don't pay attention to me, you must win!"

When Rong Qingyan heard this, he turned his head, "Sister, the self-confidence when you were young can easily become a naivety who doesn't know the height of the sky. ”

"At that moment, you will show your real skills, and let me see if you are inferior to others, or if we are naïve."

Wang Chuchu sneered and replied aggressively.

In fact, she didn't have much bottom in her own heart, she had known Mo Qi for so long, and tonight was the first time she knew that he could ride a motorcycle!

However, in the face of malicious provocations by others, first of all, one's own momentum must not be overwhelmed by others.

Although the opponent is very strong, Mo Qi's sentence just now, believe it or not, gave her a great peace of mind.

This is also the confidence that she dares to choke Rong Qingyan like this directly!

"The game is about to begin, get ready-"

The tattooed man stood in front of him with a one-year flag, dragging out the tail note, Wang Chuchu hugged him nervously, and he didn't dare to come out.

"Let's go!"

Woo –

The sound of a motorcycle grinding on the ground.

In a second's time, the cheering sound that was still very noisy was no longer audible.

The side view keeps retreating.

The wind rattled as if the helmet was about to be removed.

Wang Chuchu closed his eyes, bit his lower lip tightly, and hugged Mo Qi tightly with both hands.

In addition to the sound of the wind, it is the sound of motorcycles.

It's blazing fast.

Suddenly, inertia made her almost fly out, but fortunately she held on tight, and fortunately, Mo Qi drove steadily enough.

Still, she couldn't control herself and let out a whoop from her throat.

Two cars, no matter up and down, you chase me, here at the corner, Mo Qi prepared in advance and entered with the first advantage.

But because of her voice, Mo Qi's speed stopped, and Rong Qingyan's car overtook him.

Wang Chuchu regretted dying.

Mo Qi shouted, "Sit tight." ”

Speeding up again, his body was slightly away from the cushion, and at a speed like thunder and lightning, he chased after Rong Qingyan.

The game between the two was transmitted back through the invisible machine, and everyone was stunned and amazed.

A big guy is a big guy, and even a bland game that is won or lost by the speed of the car can speed up the mentality of the onlookers.

The tattooed man couldn't help but admire, "If Mo Shao had been born more than ten years earlier, it is estimated that the title of the first motorcycle would not be Rong Ye." ”

"It's back! It seems to be back! ”

A girl shouted.

Everyone hurried to the finish line to take a look.

"Looks like two cars came back together?"

"yes, if you arrive at the same time, how do you count that?"

Tattooed man: "Timer, hurry."

As soon as the words fell.

The car that was still far away was almost back to the finish line.

Finally—

Everyone cheered.

The motorcycle was just stable, Mo Qi looked at Wang Chuchu nervously, "How is it?" ”

Wang Chuchu: "Did we win?"

And the beauty behind Rong Qingyan, after taking off the helmet, didn't care about the image, ran to the side and vomited.

"The result is ......"

"Mo Shao won in 0.1 seconds!"

0.1 seconds?

So dangerous?!

Wang Chuchu thought of the game just now, and his heart was disturbed, otherwise it would never be a 0.1 victory.

"We won, why are we still pouting?"

"If it hadn't been for me, you wouldn't have slowed down."

"Fool."

Mo Qi saw her blaming herself, felt distressed for a while, and hugged her into his arms, "If it weren't for you cheering me on, I wouldn't necessarily win." ”

Wang Chuchu knew in his heart that this guy, he didn't let himself blame himself too much, so he deliberately said this.

There was a burst of warmth in my heart, and when I looked at Mo Qi's eyes, there was an extra layer of worship!

This guy, I never thought he would drag race!

And the speed, driving skills, control is so good!

"A game will be won or lost, and in the future, you will not appear in my sight."

Mo Qi said to Rong Qingyan.

Rong Qingyan burst into laughter again.

She wondered if this person had fallen under the laughing spell?

"Good!"

Then, Rong Qingyan turned around and ordered, "Let's go, let's go back." ”