120: C120 Scrap Iron

C120 Scrap Iron

Teacher Shi held the steering wheel nervously.

He had only seen cars on TV before. Who would have thought that he would have to give it a try today?

However, he was willing to throw caution to the wind for the sake of that 'good son-in-law'!

Thinking about this, Shi Dali saw the car beside him shouting at him, so Teacher Shi forcefully rolled down the window.

"Brat, remember my name …" Qingfeng Mingyue, the number one rider in Three-Rivers Field! "

Then, this red-haired contestant called Qingfeng Mingyue arrogantly shouted at Shi Dali.

Hearing his words, the surrounding crowd burst into cheers. There were even some girls who seemed to be on the verge of losing control.

"I'm called Big Brother Niu Lang. I hope that when you see me later on, I won't be able to surpass you …"

On the other side, there was another kid with green hair who was similarly arrogant.

The surrounding atmosphere became even more fervent. Du Yanqing was quite satisfied with this scene. He had initially established his Three-Rivers Field because he wanted to create such a grand occasion.

From the looks of it, everything was going smoothly, especially the next race car. He was looking forward to it!

"Old Man Mo, I can tell you right now …" One of your son-in-law's arms is going to stay here today. "

Sitting on the chair, Du Yanqing said to Mo Ran.

Mo Ran regretted it now. He thought Shi Dali would be useful here, but now it seemed that Shi Dali was just a joke.

Driving this crappy car and competing with his speed?

At the same time, he was also a bit apologetic. Du Yanqing's words must have been part of a plan. Since he said he wanted Shi Dali to leave an arm behind, no one would be able to stop him.

When he thought about it again, if that really happened, he didn't know how to face Mo Yuqing and at the same time explain it to his daughter.

The messy thoughts caused Mo Ran to frown and not say a word.

Ye Zichen subconsciously looked towards the one-armed brat that came with Shi Dali.

In the end, that guy got some barbecue from who knows where and ate it with gusto, not caring about Shi Dali's situation at all.

What kind of person was this!?

Mo Ran cursed in his heart. He realized that he could only rely on himself now. He had to think of a way quickly. Once the competition ended, he would be done for.

"Attention all …" The competition begins! "

Then, with a loud shout, ten sports cars shot out at the same time, causing the crowd to once again let out a loud shout.

Shi Dali's Santana was almost about to disappear from the corner, but it still stayed where it was, motionless.

What was going on?

Everyone was frozen on the spot, unable to understand what was happening.

Then, the sound of the car starting could be heard again as he wobbled out of the house.

At this moment, Teacher Shi, who was in the car, was sweating profusely. He was too nervous just now and turned off the engine when he was about to start. It seemed like he didn't learn well in driving school …

When he muttered this in his heart, Du Yanqing and the others outside all let out a loud laugh.

This idiot!

Of course, Teacher Shi had a very steady mind, especially during such a competitive moment. The only principle he could grasp was... Safety first!

What a joke, just one look at the entire mountain path covered with Three-Rivers Field would cause people to tremble in fear.

There's no way we can win a race car, so let's just be honest and do it for practice.

With this thought in mind, he completely relaxed his mind. He opened the music, and a small crack appeared in the window. The cool night wind blew in with great comfort.

After walking for almost 10 minutes, he still didn't see the yellow hair and green hair, but Shi Dali had completely given up. He just happened to see an open space by the roadside, so he took some practice and drove back to the warehouse.

Needless to say, the driving school's standards were all there, so they stopped perfectly.

"As expected of an outstanding student who passed with a perfect score!"

Teacher Shi couldn't help but praise himself. Then he remembered that he was still f * cking competing, so he started his journey again.

It was also at this time that, with a loud bang, something flew out from his pocket.

He was shocked and quickly stopped the car. Teacher Shi, who was behind, quickly went to take a look.

It turned out to be a steering wheel!

What was he doing? A steering wheel popping out of the pocket?

Shi Dali didn't pay any attention to it. He just threw it to the side and continued to head out.

However, the fact was that the steering wheel was only the beginning. Following it were two more wheels, shafts, windshield, engines … The most outrageous thing was that there was a car door!

In the end, Teacher Shi felt like he was about to be pushed out of the car by a bunch of things.

What the heck was this!

Laozi is racing here, help me set up a workshop!

Besides, what a crappy thing this is!

Thus, Teacher Shi, who was quite angry, stood on the edge of the cliff and threw all of these things down.

Only after doing this did he resume his journey.

At the same time, Shi Dali, who was in a very bad mood, could not imagine how the red-haired and green-haired dude on the track were experiencing such a hair-raising journey to despair.

The one who called himself Qingfeng Mingyue's number one Three-Rivers Field racer had been leading from the beginning.

He had been shaking his head in excitement after turning another corner, but the next moment … His hands suddenly lost something.

It took him about two seconds to react. The steering wheel was gone!

The world was crazy. No one had ever doubted it.

But, what was this?

He could even turn the steering wheel off when he was driving?

Clang! The red hair's car crashed into the big mound, causing the air bag to pop out and he fainted on the spot.

In the final moment before he lost his consciousness, this Mister Qing Feng Mingyue remembered a theory that he had never forgotten in his entire life.

No matter how good a racer he was, he needed a steering wheel!2

As for the green hair, who was following behind him, the scene was even more cruel as he ran … Two wheels were gone!

Clang! He crashed into the red hair.

And then … Without waiting for him to climb out of the car, he heard another violent crash.

Boom … Clang, clang, clang …

The eight cars behind him came one after another, colliding into each other.

No windshield, no doors, no engines. The scariest part was that even the control center had disappeared.

Ten luxurious cars were piled up in a pile like this.

The most pitiful thing was that even though the guy inside wasn't seriously injured, he was trapped inside and unable to come out. His communication device was broken, so there was no way to contact the people outside.

Just when they were beginning to cry, the santana on the mountain road wheezed and came!

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