Mr.Li's good wife delivered the door

Muyunfan, who had just walked into the crowd, heard Cui Yuhao's words of overestimation, sighed and shook his head. She was a good baby, but she was stupid.

"Ah..." Li mochuan, who hadn't spoken for a long time, sneered when Cui Yuhao's voice fell, "racing car, right? OK, I agree, but I have one condition..."

As soon as Li mochuan's voice fell, the faces of the young people around him were unbelievable, and then he laughed ridiculously. Cui Yuhao laughed wildly, "what conditions?"

"If I win, I have to take away the people, and you people have to line up one by one to apologize to them. Of course, if I lose, do as you please?"

Qiao Siyu didn't expect Li mochuan to really promise to compare. Her heart was nervous and almost jumped out of her heart. She came forward and pulled Li mochuan's sleeve. Just when she wanted to speak, Li mochuan's warm big hand suddenly covered her cold little hand and gave her a look of "trust me".

The temperature on his hand was continuously transmitted to every cell of his body through her hand. For a moment, Josie felt less cold, but he was still very worried.

Cui Yuhao originally just wanted Li mochuan to retreat, but he didn't expect Li mochuan to agree, and his desire to win or lose was suddenly stimulated. "Well, today so many people testify, we'll have a fair duel. You win, I'm satisfied with the conditions you just mentioned. If you lose, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"

Aware that Qiao Siyu's hand was cold, her body was shaking all the time, and Li mochuan's good-looking eyebrows frowned tightly, "less nonsense, better than hurry."

"Uncle, you are so old. Why are you still so depressed?"

"Silence, uncle, don't you know who Cui Shao is? Numberone of Jingteng racing driver, you're... Dead!" said, and the little young man made a movement to wipe his neck.

"There's still time to regret. When you get on the bus, you just can't compete."

What you said and what I said around me scared Josie even more. The number one of the racing driver must be very powerful in terms of technology and speed. Damn it, what happened to Li mochuan today? In the past, he only implemented the plan after planning, but he was so impulsive today.

"Uncle, don't say I bully you. There are so many cars here. The performance and speed of each car are very good. You can choose freely..."

Li mochuan looked around at the cars around him and sneered, "I really don't like these scrap iron!" he said, holding Qiao Siyu's hand to his car.

As soon as they saw Li mochuan's car, they took a breath, and even Cui Yuhao, who had always been elated, showed an unbelievable look on his face.

"That car!!! Was the car Merlin drove when he won the world's best racing driver?"

"It's a fake. How could Merlin's car appear in Jingteng City, and it's still in the uncle's hand!"

"It must be fake. Merlin loves his car very much. It is said that people disappeared with the car after he withdrew from the racing industry."

"Who can't pretend to force? It's awesome to win the game!"

Listening to the sarcasm around, Li mochuan was not angry, but said coldly to Cui Yuhao, "can we start?"

After Cui Yuhao recovered from the shock, he sneered, "of course..." he said, walking towards his car, but he seemed to think of something. He turned back and said to Li mochuan lightly: "the game should be fair. Since you are not familiar with the road conditions, there are many beautiful pilots and uncles here. If you like which one, you can squeak..."