The old man was so embarrassed, and the old man was so angry.

In the past, Zidian would have cherished this opportunity.

If she could perform well in front of Qin Yuechu, maybe she would have a chance to succeed?

But now, Zidian has no such idea at all.

In the countless fights in the black market, every time she struggled to stand up because of the pain, when she was struggling to breathe, and licking her wounds silently in the dark room, she often recalled the road she had walked with Qin Yuechu. She asked herself countless times why she was so embarrassed. Gradually, the heart that was full of hope and still hot gradually lost its temperature.

"I just want to make money now." She lowered her eyes, and her bangs covered her dull eyes.

"What?" Qin Yuechu raised her eyebrows.

She was a little suspicious of her ears.

"I want to make money."

"You can also get money if you join me in the training match."

"Not much."

Zi Dian pinched his fingers, and the piercing pain came along the scars left by the modification.

It was as if he was reminding himself of the suffering and embarrassment he had endured.

"In the arena, you can get at least 500,000 yuan for winning once, and there are still about 200,000 yuan after deducting medical expenses, but you can only get that much money if you get second place or above in the training match."

"In the arena? You have become more capable!" Qin Yuechu sneered and was about to say something.

Zi Dian's cold eyes had already met: "The most important thing is that I don't want to go on the field with you."

Qin Yuechu was stunned, and the words in his mouth were stuck in his throat, with an incredible face.

"I'll leave if there's nothing else." Zi Dian stood up with his backpack and said expressionlessly: "There are three more arenas today. I have to go back. If I can't make it, I will be deducted money."

Qin Yuechu looked at Zi Dian's back and gritted his teeth in anger.

Letting Zidian follow her on the court was basically a kind of charity, and it ended up being as if she was begging to bring Zidian on the court. Everyone in the club was in awe of her, and everyone except the boss had to look at her eyes. When had she ever been so cold-shouldered?

"Forget it, it's just a junk car after all."

Looking at the agreement on the table, Qin Yuechu's breathing gradually calmed down.

At least Zidian could still provide her with 18 million.

This money was enough to buy Liefeng a very good module, and she had no need to be angry at a useless mecha girl like Zidian.

"Master, is Zidian here?"

Liefeng, with flaxen wavy hair and wearing a gray racing suit, walked out from the inner room.

She looked at the door, and the petite figure had disappeared.

"Well, let's go." Qin Yuechu took Liefeng's hand and sat down, saying disdainfully: "I heard before that the more useless the mecha girl is, the less she knows herself. I thought it was just a joke, but today I saw Zidian and found that it was really like that. He even went to the underground black market to fight in gladiatorial contests. His brain was beaten stupid."

Liefeng pursed her lips. She sympathized with Zidian's experience, but as a mecha girl who signed the agreement, she had no way to help Zidian, or rather, she was a little indifferent. If Qin Yuechu could abandon Zidian because of her poor performance, then he could abandon her because of her poor performance. So since she entered the club and became Qin Yuechu's mecha girl, she has been training hard and being cautious.

In the past two years, Zidian has almost no intersection with Qin Yuechu and her except coming to the club to pay the penalty.

And Qin Yuechu never cared about Zidian's life or death, and Zidian could not see Qin Yuechu in most cases.

Every time he came to pay the money, it was basically her who entertained Zidian.

Today is a special case.

"Liefeng, you are the mecha girl who has been with me the longest. Last year, we won the Green Field, Xiangshan, Mermaid Bay and Brenner Ruins Advanced Races. In the first half of this year, we won the Silverstone Advanced Race. In less than half a year, it will be the Panlongshan Circuit!" Qin Yuechu's eyes were cold and he said seriously: "There must be many top mecha girls in the provincial track this time. You are under a lot of pressure!"

Liefeng lowered his head, his face was pale, and he was afraid in his heart.

Her performance is indeed excellent, especially with the gold module on her body.

With this excellent attribute, she can even compete with some top mecha girls.

But it's just a competition.

And how many top mecha girls she hasn't seen?

Those incredible abilities can easily dominate the track.

But she has to work a thousand times harder, and she may not be able to catch up.

However, what she fears more is being left behind by Qin Yuechu.

She knew that Qin Yuechu was saving money. Depending on her performance, this money could be used as a reserve fund for purchasing modules, or it could be used to auction off top-level mecha girls. If it was the latter, she would lose the opportunity to race like Zidian.

Qin Yuechu wanted to become an intelligent mecha master.

Then the Panlongshan racetrack must not be

It's as simple as just finishing the race.

You must be in the top ten to have the opportunity to awaken, or even the top five or top three.

Sodium Fiber-Ω injection, one of the rewards for the top 10 at the provincial level.

The champion of the Panlongshan track can get three sodium fiber-Ω injections.

This injection will stimulate the human body to produce spiritual energy and increase the probability of awakening to become an intelligent mechanic.

This injection is not available on the market.

The Panlongshan track is the only way to get it.

In this context, Liefeng's competition pressure is directly full.

Qin Yuechu obviously saw the fear in Liefeng's eyes. She patted Liefeng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't be so nervous, I have great confidence in you. There is no problem for the two of us to get a place in the provincial track. Relax... There is a training match in a few days. I will take you to play?"

Liefeng nodded tremblingly.

It's called a training match, but it's actually going to fry fish.

This is probably Qin Yuechu's favorite thing to do.

It is said that it is the sequelae of being crushed by the VVC Club's chief, Li Yang-Comet.

Ordinary girls are happy to participate in the training match, but Liefeng is different.

Qin Yuechu attaches great importance to the win or loss of the training match, and she must be fully prepared.

These days, while the training match has not started yet, it is better to sleep less and train more.

...

Firefox Club——

"Su Nian, I think your physical strength is almost there now, you can add some other training."

Zhang Laolai looked up and down at Su Nian's upper body.

Originally, Su Nian's figure was okay, and now his skin looks tighter than before. When he moves his hands and feet, he can clearly see the muscles wriggling under the skin.

"No need to run?" Su Nian was stunned.

He just came back from running with Xingchen and heard such good news.

It was like a blessing from heaven, and the look in Zhang Laolai's eyes became much more friendly.

"You think too much." Zhang Laolai rolled his eyes: "It's just that you can run easily now, not as embarrassed as at the beginning, it's like you're half dead, so in order to speed up the progress, you have to train your nerve reflexes from today!"

Neurological reflexes still need to be trained?

Su Nian was happy in his heart. As a top driver, neural reflexes are like professional e-sports players. It is an indispensable "passive skill". There will be various dangers on the track. Whether these risks can be avoided in time and the driver's experience can be successfully completed. It not only tests the performance of the car, the driver's experience, but also the driver's reaction ability.

There is a saying that it is not that those who have been driving for more than ten years are old drivers.

A real old driver can react quickly and give the best response measures in an emergency.

Zhang Laolai saw Su Nian's face full of arrogance and knew that Su Nian didn't care about neural reflexes.

He snorted and chuckled, picked up something in his pocket, and then suddenly stretched out his hand. His fingers stopped in front of Su Nian's eyes in the blink of an eye, less than one centimeter away from Su Nian's eyeballs.

And there was a mosquito between his two fingers.

This scene shocked Su Nian, and he looked at Zhang Laolai with his mouth wide open in confusion.

"Su Nian, do you think it's easy to practice nerve reflexes?"

Zhang Laolai took out a piece of toilet paper and wiped his hands, saying lightly: "To become an intelligent mechanical engineer, you must work harder than ordinary people, and your goal is to be able to kill a mosquito as quickly, accurately and ruthlessly as I am now when you are blindfolded. When you can do this, your nerve reflexes will be considered passed!"

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