Chapter 650

"Shame or not?"

Watching Mo Nan put a box of special offerings he snatched from the old man in his pocket in the morning, Xue Feng didn't have a good way.

But seeing that this guy was just happy with no skin and no face, he couldn't help laughing and waving his hand

"No, it doesn't matter how many times. I can see that when I meet you real lunatics, I'll never win unless I expect you to roll over."

He said casually, but Monan still recognized the loneliness in his words, as if he had been hit by something, so he could not help lighting a cigarette and frowning subconsciously.

You know, although he only met Xue Feng once, that one time was enough to make Xue Feng leave a deep impression on him, so today Xue Xiaomi just mentioned it, and he immediately recalled it.

In his impression, Xue Feng's driving skill has been regarded as a sharp sword out of sheath, but maybe because of the more competitions, there are some rust marks on the sword body, which is not as sharp as when it was just out of sheath.

But as long as we try to remove the rust, he is still a sword that others dare not touch.

Anyway, Monan thinks that as long as Xue Feng can get back the madness of the car, he has little chance of winning.

At the moment, however, Xue Feng seems to have completely lost the light of his sword.

Mo Nan took a deep breath of his cigarette and asked with twinkling eyes

"Just lose to me once? Moreover, if you had finished the whole race, we would have been a few seconds short at most. As for being hit so hard, did you become disheartened? "

"Oh."

Xue Feng grinned coldly, his eyes became deep, but he didn't hide it from Mo Nan. He shook his head and said frankly:

"You don't understand."

"I'm really hit, but it's not because of you. You're not qualified yet."

"You lost to someone else?" Monan's eyes were fixed.

He has seen Xue Feng's driving skills. At least in the domestic environment where he does not pay attention to racing, few people should be able to win him. Even if he wins, he will not be so decadent.

"Well." Xue Feng nodded quietly

"Lost, and lost miserably." As he said this, he looked at Monan with a bloodless face, took the latter's cigarette, and began to talk slowly:

"When I got back from racing with you, I realized my weakness, so I didn't waste my talent in those messy races any more."

"I want to be an expert. I want to regain my original passion through the competition with an expert."

"It's a pity that there are no real masters in China. Even my own driving skills were trained by foreign teams in those years."

"But just as I was going to look for you again, last month, a chariot god suddenly appeared in Sucheng. People in the circle praised him as a fairy."

"I didn't accept it, so I went to challenge him immediately after I got the news, and the result was..."

Xue Feng's voice suddenly became hoarse, as if unwilling to admit the result at that time

"Thirty seven corners, seventy-four back and forth. I ran the whole course with my teeth clenched. In the second half of the journey, I could hardly see his taillights."

"I didn't know until I got back to the starting point that I was left behind by seven real curves..."

He was full of bitterness, but when he turned back, he found that Mo Nan was stunned, and his mouth was still smiling.

Xue Feng immediately clenched his teeth and said:

"You laugh fart, you go up, you also have to lose!"

"Not necessarily."

Mo Nan grinned, happy, as if thinking of something mysterious way:

"If I guess correctly, I know that guy, and his driving skills are actually trained by me. Although I can't run him now, I won a lot before he left the division!"

"Just brag."

Xue Feng rolled his eyes and didn't believe a word of Monan's words. Although the style of that guy and Monan's sports car is the same, it's like driving with his head hanging on his waist.

But the other side is a middle-aged man who looks very stable. If Mo Nan is someone else's apprentice, he still hesitates.

"Believe it or not."

Later, Mo Nan waved his hand and didn't want to explain. Seeing Xue Feng's head lowered again and he was silent, he immediately slapped him and said in the other person's angry eyes:

"An old man is so dejected because of this. Is he ashamed?"

"What's more, you are a top rich second generation with a value of hundreds of billions. If you have nothing to learn from others, you really want to like it. You can buy a team and train yourself. It's not life-threatening."

"Or you can sort out your mood and start fighting again. Every game you lose must have a reason. Remember where you lose. If you find that it's not the technical reason, then you're still sad?"

"Big deal, think about the reason, go to Sucheng again, win back!"

Mo Nan said in a deep voice.

Xue Fengru was struck by thunder.

He followed Mo Nan's thinking and recalled it. His face was gradually shocked, because he was surprised to find that, in terms of technology alone, Su Cheng's chariot God, even if he was better than him, could not be so much better.

Then why did he lose so badly“ Damn, you're right. I'm still here to talk with you! " The next second, Xue Feng suddenly stood up, even did not forget to take back the cigarette that Mo Nanshan had left, and quickly walked to the distance: "thank you, I'll go back to think about it, and try to find the guy as soon as possible..." "leave the cigarette!" Mo Nan got up and said angrily. When he found that Xue Feng didn't stop at all, he said with a smile: "don't forget to call me at that time."“ OK。” Xue Feng looked back and made a gesture“ I'm really suitable to be a life tutor. " After seeing Xue Feng go away, Mo Nan got up, touched his chin, and walked towards the entertainment street, praising himself in his heart. To his surprise, he didn't expect to hear the whereabouts of another acquaintance from Xue Feng today. He doesn't doubt whether he is thinking the wrong person. After all, let alone at home, he can't find a second person who can beat Xue Feng so badly“ I found another one Mo Nan walked forward happily. After William, he finally met another teammate. This is a good thing to celebrate. Recently, with more and more troubles around him, he meant to call up his original partners, but they didn't have fixed contact information. Therefore, despite the idea, he could only think about it. But now there is a chance“ I won't think about it. I'll talk about it later. " Only that guy is in Su city, and is far away from the devil. Mo Nan has to pat his face and temporarily put away his mind, so that he doesn't think about so many things. He continues to catch up with Fang Rui and sun Qian's leaving direction, but he, who is all in other places, doesn't notice from beginning to end, just when he is chatting with Xue Feng. In the manor, on a high hill, two old people were staring at him with great interest.