car altar supreme

Chapter 67 Accidental Declaration of War
"Haha, hello, Uncle Tang, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, do you still remember me?" Mo Shu smiled happily.

Tang Leisure's "Little Mo Tree" just now made him feel like he was back to his childhood.

"Why don't I remember? Even if I don't remember you, I still remember the Transformer I bought for you!" Tang Leisure has always been a humorous person who likes to make jokes. .

"Old Tang! You're a stingy guy, you're old, and you still don't forget the 130 yuan!" Mo Shanhe also raised his eyebrows and teased.

We must know that in China in the mid-90s, many ordinary people with formal jobs only earned 2-300 yuan a month.

And a 130 yuan Transformer is basically equivalent to a person's half a month's salary. Even if the ratio is equal to the present, a toy that can only be bought with half a month's salary is still very valuable.

If Tang Leisure hadn't been in the motorcycle business in his early years, he would never have been so determined to buy such an expensive gift for Mo Shu.

However, this also shows from another aspect that the friendship between Tang Leisure and Mo Shanhe was not shallow.

"Hehehe, why do you always say I'm picky? In today's terms, I know how to manage money." Tang Leisure's ability to put gold on his face was also a very good skill in the circle of friends back then.

"Hahaha, yes! No matter what you say, you are right." Mo Shanhe slapped Tang Leisure hard, and the other party pretended to be unsteady and acted as a "blackmailer", which made Mo Shu and Zhang Aimin burst into laughter. The four of them couldn't stop their joy.

"Look, I forgot. I still have two bags of your favorite millet in the car. Mo Shu, go and bring them to Uncle Tang." I forgot my gift, so I kept it in the trunk.

"Haha, I just like that the old ghost is so polite every time. Come on, let's go into the room and chat. This friend is also in the same company, let's go together." Tang Leisure saw that Zhang Aimin's legs and feet were also inconvenient after he had just recovered, and he didn't feel any inconvenience at all. Those who don't see outside come forward to help.

Mo Shanhe followed behind with a laugh, he didn't expect that these two people really felt a little "sympathetic".

Mo Shu took the car keys from his father and ran back. He really wanted to chat with Uncle Tang, after all, he hadn't seen him for many years.

Besides, the master who my father urged to invite out of the mountain should be Uncle Tang. If the founder of the Nanshan Automobile Association goes out, let's see if the current chairman Zhu Tao dares to make a mistake.

While happily fantasizing about Zhu Tao seeing Tang Leisure cowardly, Mo Shu rushed to the villa with two bags of exquisitely packaged millet.

While jogging along, he heard a "bang" sound, and Mo Shu, who just lowered his head and forgot to look at the road, accidentally bumped into someone else.

The other party also screamed "Aww", and sat down firmly, grinning and unable to stand up.

Mo Shu stood still and looked, it turned out to be a girl, no wonder he couldn't help bumping into each other so much, he kept saying "I'm sorry", but he was holding things in both hands, and he couldn't help her up for a while, so he had to lean over to check her .

"Blind! You don't have eyes when you walk!" I didn't expect this girl to speak very well.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay?" Although the other party was not polite, but with Mo Shu's style, he generally wouldn't care too much about passers-by.

"Didn't your parents teach you to help someone up when you bump into them? Are you still staring blankly?" Seeing Mo Shu, the girl just leaned over to look at her, completely ignoring the other person's hands, and her attitude became even worse.

"Okay, okay, come and let me help you up." Mo Shu frowned slightly as the other party's continuous swearing had exposed her upbringing.

Obviously, the girl's swearing made him even more disgusted, but Mo Shu still put the two bags of millet aside, and stretched out his hands to help her up.

However, before Mo Shu could get his hands closer to the other party, there was another wave of curses coming from behind.

"I C, you fucking bumped into my partner? Are you still trying to take advantage of it?" This time the person who cursed was a young man dressed as a bum.

This made Mo Shu not know what to do for a moment, he could only hunched his back and froze helplessly in mid-air, neither helping nor not helping, what would these two people do?
"Get out!" The young man spat on the ground and cursed viciously.

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One sentence is more than one sentence!Mo Shu found that his politeness and modesty were not working at all, so he straightened up with a cold face.

After a brief inner struggle, Mo Shu once again refrained from scolding him. It was not that he didn't know how to swear, but the more he experienced, the less he wanted to cause trouble for himself.

This young man may also think that Mo Shu has a solid appearance, gray hair, and he dare not speak back, thinking that he should be a bully and "decay before he gets old".
So he resolutely decided to intensify, not only approached Mo Shu in an arrogant and domineering pace, but also kicked away the two bags of millet that Mo Shu had put on the ground.

Mo Shu's heart was churning. That millet was a special product that his father brought to Uncle Tang. Now that the output is small, it is very difficult to buy.

No, I can’t stand it anymore!A rush of blood rushed into Mo Shu's brain.

"Little brother, this kick is a little too much!" Mo Shu coldly threw out a threat, but in fact he was waiting for the other party to fight him.

"Cut~ What do you want?" The young man didn't know who he had offended, but he was very sophisticated and didn't fall for it.

"pick it up."

"No!"

"Hehe, are you here to line up to modify the car?" Mo Shu had no choice but to change his tactics.

"Nonsense! If you don't want to change the car, why do you come to such a place where no shit is done!" The young man shook his stupid head.

"Do you dare to compete with me!" Mo Shu tried hard to provoke the opponent.

"Afraid of you?!" The young man finally got into the trap.

"Will it accelerate from 0-100 kilometers?"

"Nonsense! Who wouldn't cut the throttle to death!"

"Okay, the loser smashes his car!" Mo Shu's bet seemed bold.

"Uh..." The young man was a little scared. First of all, he didn't expect to play so big, and secondly, he didn't know what kind of car Mo Shu was driving.

Just as the young man was hesitating, his partner rubbed his arms and urged him: "Husband, why are you afraid of this local leopard, come on! I support you!"

And the other fans who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal also booed: "Go! That white-haired kid can't drive!"

In fact, these people don't know whether the car will work or not. They just know that they have waited to the point of boredom in order to refit their car.

Suddenly there was such an irritating conflict that everyone was determined not to let the matter go away.

"Go to war! Go to war!"

"Game! Game!"

"Acceleration! Acceleration!"

The booing became louder and louder, and the young man felt more and more that he would not be able to get off the stage this time, so he had to grit his teeth and fight.

Good luck to you!I hope the performance of this white-haired boy's car is rubbish!The young man began to pray silently.

(End of this chapter)